Study: Ugly Men Are More Fertile During Sex

For you ladies out there who like to indulge your sweet (ahem) tooth with eye candy, don't expect to spawn much in the way of fruit from your loins. New research suggests that attractive men produce less sperm during sex than ugly men. Call it arrogance and egotism if you like, but scientists prefer to chalk it up to evolution. Scientists believe that like chickens and fish (yes, the comparisons may seem especially apt), attractive men are hard-wired to preserve sperm during individual encounters in order to increase their chances of impregnating as many females as possible. University College London researcher Sam Tazzyman says, "The more attractive a male is, the more females will be willing to mate with him, reducing the value of each mating to him. This means it is optimal for him to contribute fewer sperm per mating." This strategy, though some would call it an attitude, actually maximizes the number of children an attractive man sires overall. Tazzyman adds, "Less attractive males secure fewer matings but value each of them more highly, and by allocating more sperm to each mating make the most of their meagre opportunities."

Continue reading the rest of the article here

Help us & Get Something for Yourself

The Vancouver Pride Parade and festivities are fast approaching. Sunday August 2 to be precise.

The cost of entertaining the city for hours, and drawing tourism dollars into the city is not cheap for participants.

It is a rather pricey amount of money to invest for an entry into the parade.

Libido Lounge entered the parade last year and has done so again for this years big event too. Last year, we even landed the cover of X-Tra West newspaper as the feature photo! It was spectacular.

This year, our plans are to wow the crowds again, gaining even more exposure for our events, membership and core belief in sex positivity and inclusion.

We are looking to raise funds to cover the costs of what a day like this entails. We have corporate sponsorship, and now we are reaching out to you with some private offerings....

Here is how you can help:


1. Donate $200 for a sex class with Jennifer of any topic of your choosing from this list and you and up to 6 friends may take it together at The Lounge. Classes are 2-3 hours long. Not Valid on Fridays or Saturdays. Pop and water supplied. A guest list must be provided to us ahead of time and every person must have valid legal photo ID and be 19 +.

2. Donate $250 and get yourself and up to 12 of your closest friends, 3 hours of play time at The Lounge. Pop & water supplied. You may bring in your own snacks. Not valid Saturday evenings. Event must end no later than 1 AM. A guest list must be provided to us ahead of time and every person must have valid legal photo ID and be 19 +.

3. Donate $350 and get yourself and up to 12 of your closest friends, 4 hours of play time at The Lounge. Pop & water supplied. You may bring in your own snacks. Not valid Sat evenings. Event must end no later than 1 AM. A guest list must be provided to us ahead of time and every person must have valid legal photo ID and be 19 +.

4. Donate $500 and Jennifer along with at least five of her sexiest friends will put on a titillating all girl live sex show for you or you and your partner. The eye candy will be more than you could hope for and you'll be thinking about the experience for years to come. 2 hours long. There is no sex between you and us, only between us girls as we are all friends. Your spot is to sit back at The Lounge and take in the sights, no touching the girls permitted, touching yourself is encouraged. Pop & water supplied. Not valid Friday or Saturday evenings. You must have valid legal photo ID and be 19 +.

5. Donate $50 and have our undying gratitude for supporting us in our worthwhile efforts.



All offers are valid for 6 months post Pride, till February 2 2010.

To make your donation send me an email to jennifer@libidoevents.com ASAP. Time is of the essence.

Skinnydipping Vancouver

Guinness World Record for Simultaneous Skinnydipping in North America

To participate in the event with the Wreck Beach Preservation Society on Saturday, July 11th, please be at the bottom of Wreck Beach Trail #6 by 10:00 a.m. to guarantee that you have signed the participant sheets which must be officially witnessed.

Participants must be in the water before 12:00 Noon so we can photograph you officially exactly at noon.

This is not clothing optional.

This is a nude, skinnydipping event but will only take a few minutes so please make sure you have signed the participant sheets volunteers will be carrying on clipboards or at the table we will have set up.

Please be on time as we must shoot the photos at noon on the nose.

Info at 604-856-9598 or at 604-308-6336 and ask for Judy.

Link to where this originated from

Change

My home office is starting to come together. Boxes are being unpacked at a steady pace and the contents landing into their appropriate places.

Not one book is out yet and that accounts for about fifteen boxes stacked in the closet and in the corner of the den. It is starting to grate me the wrong way that such a large part of unpacking still remains to be dealt with yet there is nothing I can do about it.

You see, the office contains what amounts to a small adult boutique's amount of products and toys. Making everything fit, be accessible and laid out as I need it to be is critical.

I am more interested in setting things up once and correctly, then doing it over again from an improper failed attempt.

It's become obvious to me, and to RC, that I need a custom built book cabinet to hold all my literature within easy access and sight.

The den likely will not be all sorted out for another couple of weeks. I need to practice patience on this matter that's for sure.

All my toys and implements are organized but my desk is no where near ready for me to sit at. Lucky for me that the internet is cordless and I can work from anywhere in the house. Not the ideal, but at least in the short term I can still accomplish the tasks I need to.

I must admit though, that I have spent an unusual amount of time working from my bed lately. I will be so glad to have my office operational so there will be just one place where the piles of paper will be so I can always find what I am seeking.

This move has done-me-in and I am now confident that being pregnant and moving into a new house was not the most ideal in the planning department. One of these two things I will definitely never be doing again.

Can you guess which one?

Sex Applause

We were house guests at this fancy soiree and looking forward to the experience, as the hosts know how to throw a party. I was far from unknown, many of the well over a hundred people present knew who I was. I couldn't make it very far in the early part of the evening without being stopped and confided in, or asked questions of. I enjoyed the idle chit chat, the laid back atmosphere was perfect for my then mood.

Dinner came and went, our table had friends and lively conversation. The Emcee called out for me, and I won a prize. What it was, is much to embarrassing to even put in print. There was cheering for classes I had hosted from the many attendees, I was flattered and enjoyed basking in the moment.

After dinner, the man wanted a cigar. We sat outside in the warm night air on lawn chairs with long time friends for quite some time as he casually smoked and the conversations were lively amongst us all.

Soon it was time for the hot tub and as we headed that way my man decided to dance with me, quietly, just the two of us, far away from the actual dance floor. (the wine had gotten to him) We moved together for a short time, and I fell in love with him all over again. He couldn't keep his hands off of me, and kept telling me of how beautiful I am pregnant. Giggling at him, we went hand and hand to disrobe.

Out of clothes we decided to forgo the indoor hot tub and instead head to the outdoors one. What an excellent decision that was. The people we sat alongside were such a riot, one couple had been in classes with me earlier and another women whispered to me how she has a huge crush on me. As we all sat naked talking, the final traces of light disappeared from the nights sky.

We started to get a look that resembled prunes before it became obvious we were water logged. A decision was made to make our way towards the sex rooms. The beds were almost all in use, at least twenty five other couples were already going at it. Finally we scoped out a spot for ourselves and claimed it as our love corner.

Details are not so relevant at this point, RC and I know what we did. I will tell you that I squirted so hard that it went straight up my back and soaked everything. Orgasms for both of us, and an outlet for my special friend my Hitatchi. Oral for both of us, me for an unusually long period of time, the attention was certainly nice.

There was applause as our sex ended, how sweet. I was startled to realize how many people had been watching us go at it and we'd been going for some time. I was just lost in the him and me time. We laid on our bed talking with those around us for another half hour or so before we left to get ourselves a snack and cold drinks.

When my brain could not focus any longer, and fatigue had gotten the better of me, I drove the two of us back to our hotel. Since RC had been drinking, me driving was the only way we were going to get anywhere.

Out of our clothes yet again, me snuggled onto his arm and shoulder I fell into a deep peaceful sleep. I so love him.

Same sex legal in India

Found in the Province On-Line
(thanks Lisa for sending this along)

148-year ban overturned by highest court


News Services July 3, 2009

An Indian court has overturned a 148-year-old colonial law banning homosexual relationships, saying it was an affront to human dignity.

Same-sex couples with rainbow-painted faces kissed at Delhi's Jantar Mantar monument in scenes that would have been unthinkable in conservative India before the ban was lifted. The ban was introduced by British officials and describes sexual intercourse between people of the same sex as an "unnatural offence."

Government lawyers said same-sex relationships were "indecent," against Indian values, and if decriminalized would lead to an increase in delinquent behaviour and pose a health hazard.

Their argument was rejected yesterday by Delhi's High Court judges who said the ban denied homosexuals equal rights.

Muslim clerics and the Roman Catholic church spokesmen said they still regarded homosexuality as immoral.

Ahmed Bukhari, the chief imam at Delhi's Jama Masjid mosque, said: "This is absolutely wrong. We will not accept any such law."

© Copyright (c) The Province

Dinner, Sex and a Party

I spent the better part of today's daylight hours leading couples on erotic journey's through oral skills for him and her, and then through wild sex. The dynamics of interactive teaching are fascinating and most fulfilling for me personally and obviously for the participants as well.

Next we are off to a dinner party. Well more accurately we are going to share a meal with lovely lovely dinner companions, then we are going to relax and let our food settle before we shift into play party mode as that proceeds the dinner portion of the evening. There will be dancing, laughing, friends, hot tubbing, a massage and most certainly some down and dirty sex.

I am very much looking forward to being catered to after my very long day.

Happy July 4th to all my American friends.

On the road again

I am South of the border, nestled into a spacious air conditioned hotel suite courtesy of my hosts.

Now we are heading out to shop till we drop, and too find ourselves a lunch of something scrumptious.

Water, Sun & Family

We spent a family day out exhausting ourselves, eating a picnic and tanning our bodies.

Canada Day Celebration Vancouver

Happy Canada Day Everyone.

We celebrated by awaking early, packing a picnic and going to the beach.

A day spent in the sun, amongst all the other nudists at Wreck was just what we needed. There were plenty of other perverts we knew kicking around to keep us lost in great conversations for hours.

This was my first time being naked and pregnant in public. As it was rather windy down at the water, I was oblivious to how much sun I had actually taken in.

Currently I am sunburned and exhausted.

Sex reassignment surgery, Vancouver

By Bill Siksay

What are the limits of medicare coverage? Does prejudice against an identifiable minority affect decisions about who gets covered? Does “medically necessity” not apply to minority communities?

These questions are raised when members of the transsexual and transgender community are denied medical coverage for sex reassignment surgery (SRS) and related therapies, including hormone therapy, hair removal, and breast augmentation.

Transsexual and transgender folks have a different experience of gender than many Canadians. Some trans folks experience their gender opposite to their physical sexual characteristics, a feeling of being in the wrong body. To correct this, they look to SRS. Others experience their gender in ways that are different to the accepted binary theory of gender that says you are either male or female. These folks find their gender on a continuum between or beyond male and female. Some trans folks feel no need to change their physical sex, and may live out their lives as neither traditionally male or female.

Continue reading the rest of this fascinating article on the Straight.com's website.

Identification & dismissal of every gay person

"Fruit machine" is a jocular term for a device developed in Canada that was supposed to be able to identify homosexual people, or "fruits". The subjects were made to view pornography, and the device measured the diameter of the pupils of the eyes (pupillary response test), perspiration, and pulse for a supposed erotic response.

The fruit machine was employed in Canada in the 1950s and 1960s during a campaign to eliminate all homosexuals from the civil service, the Royal Canadian Mounted Police (RCMP), and the military. A substantial number of workers did lose their jobs. Although funding for the "fruit machine" project was cut off in the late 1960s, the investigations continued, and the RCMP collected files on over 9,000 suspected homosexuals.

The chair was like one from a dentist's office. It had a pulley with a camera going towards the pupils. There was a black box in front of it that showed pictures. The pictures ranged from the mundane to sexually explicit photos of men and women. It had previously been determined that the pupils would dilate in relation to the amount of interest in the picture. This was called the pupillary response test.

Read more here

This is so fascinating to me learn about as I had no previous knowledge of this, nor have I ever heard a whisper about it from any source.

Can you imagine something like the fruit machine being used today? It just makes me sick. I am so disgusted that the RCMP were a part of such underhanded homophobic activities and on the other hand delighted the machine is no longer in use.

Stonewall Riots

It will only be listed today, in such a high profile manner.

It's worth having a read, the story, facts and history are fascinating as hell.

Today, Wikipedias Feature article on their home/front page is about The Stonewall Riots. Do you know the background on our kinky past?

Excellent timing for this to happen as this is around the time that Pride events and parades start to happen around the world.

Go and check it out for yourself, but remember, it will only be on their home page today, then after that, you'll have to source it out from their archives as any other article.

Have a great Sunday!

Urethral Sounding, Vancouver

Went to a small party this evening.

My plan: to learn how to do urethral sounding on a penis in a play setting.

Mission: successful.

What are urethral sounds?

It was fun to watch someone else do it to my victim first first, then it became time for me to try my hand at the activity.

I did just fine and now plan on doing it again and again to master the art of sounding.

Not certain my bottom found it to be all that sexy, but who knows, I play with a lot different people and I certainly do know some men that actually find it arousing and orgasmic to have it done to them.

I like having new erotic skills.

Side Note: It was enjoyable to be out with someone who differed to me as Ma'am all evening and who knew his place.

16 weeks

I am 16 weeks pregnant and in my second trimester. The nausea has subsided thankfully and weight gain has begun.

Last week I saw my obstetrician for the first time, my man came with me and so did my teenage daughter. It was really a family affair.

My hospital of choice has been arranged and a birthing tub booked for me.

My breasts have increased in size at an alarming rate, they are quite literally huge and full. I have cleavage that is impressive as hell.

None of my clothes fit any longer and I can only wear pregnancy pants with the super sexy elastic waist band.

We moved into our newly purchased home this past Sunday and the babies room is already painted. A few boxes of baby stuff already sit in the room awaiting unpacking once the furniture arrives.

Sadly I continue to be overwhelmingly fatigued.

I am surrounded by incredible friends who have been such a great support to me and for this I am so grateful. Times are going to continue to change rapidly.

In mid July we will know if we are having a girl or a boy. We have already found a girls name that we both favor.

If we know one another and I've seemed out of sorts lately, know that it's because there is just so much going on in my life.

I can't wait to have this baby, December is fast approaching.

**side note: Professionally speaking, I am quite behind on my work load and am spending the next 24 hours attempting to catch up

RCMP Tasering Incident

Polyamory

This was written by my long time friend and fellow sex educator and kinkster Jack Rinella on Polyamory. Enjoy the read, I know I did.


for Issue number 24
Monday, June 08, 2009


For Brian, Since He Asked
By Jack Rinella

Brian and I have had a few predictable bumps in our relationship recently over “extracurricular activities.” As anyone can see, sooner or later the fact of a polyamorous relationship runs smack into the cultural norm for monogamy. Polyamorous behavior has to be learned, often by experience. Before I go on, let me make it clear that bumps aren’t the end of anything, only an opportunity to learn and to grow.

If you haven’t figured it out by now, let me make it clear that monogamy, for all its difficulties, is a lot easier to live than polyamory. There is nothing easy about juggling two or more sexual relationships at the same time. The fantasy of multiple partners is very difficult to translate into real life relationships. That said here are the experience-taught-me suggestions for helping polyamory to succeed.

No Surprises. I’ve learned that the only time a person likes a surprise is on their birthday and, even then, some people hate surprise birthday parties. Each of us has hopes, plans, and viewpoints based on what we think is the reality of the situation. To suddenly find that there is a different reality, plunges all of that into turmoil. Therefore avoid surprises by following the next suggestion.

Say it sooner rather than later. Get all the negatives out of the way immediately. Whenever I first encounter a prospective play partner, I tell them the caveats in my life. These include that I have a lover, a slave, a busy schedule, that I am 62 years old, and that I cruise looking for more long-term partners who are seeking inclusion into a leather family. If that doesn’t dissuade them from the get-go, then we have a chance of meeting.

That’s not to say that I don’t trick with people who don’t desire what I want. It’s just that I make certain they understand what I want so there is no confusion about my long range desires.

Be brutally honest. Sugar-coating facts or side-stepping issues makes for danger down the road. Make clear that no is “No.” Distinguish clearly what is negotiable and what is not. Admit to your agenda and stick to it. Compromising on what you must have in the hopes of getting it later isn’t going to work and only sets you both up for failure.

Blend actions with words. Not only do I tell people what they need to know, I show them. When a new trick comes to the house, for instance, I introduce them to Patrick as we walk downstairs to the dungeon. At other times I might give someone Brian’s handle so the prospect can look him up on a cruise site or I remind them that I’m not available on weekends because “Those nights are reserved for my lover.”

If a relationship begins to move from tricking to something more serious (and anything more than tricking twice falls into that category) then it becomes necessary to include the new person in at least some of the social life of the family. Relationships are, after all, more than just sex and to think that one can have sex without the other aspects of a human relationship means that something is going to be out of balance.

Tell them as much as they want or need to know, without shame or guilt. Too often we are afraid of hurting someone, turning them off, or confusing them with certain facts so we aren’t as forth-coming as we might need to be. Delaying the truth only delays the catastrophe. Postponing the truth with a little white lie, or just as dangerously hiding the truth by not mentioning it, only extends the falsity into a bigger and bigger lie.

Are you ready for it? Are they ready for it? Honesty is more than truth-telling to another person. It is being honest with oneself and accepting one’s own limitations. Not being able to “trick” on a Saturday night is a limit, but one that I can live with because I both love and enjoy Brian and my time with him. It is therefore necessary to accept this limit, though honestly my time with Brian makes it seem like no limit at all. Likewise by being honest up front (no surprises) then I can know that my prospective is ready as well.

Is there agreement or acquiescence? One of the more persistent difficulties in negotiating and living in a relationship is that we often agree to something while harboring hidden motives. In this case, we might agree to something with the unspoken (secret) hope that things will change and we will eventually get what we want. That is what happened when I agreed to a monogamous relationship with Steven nearly 25 years ago. I did so expecting that it would eventually become an open relationship. I was wrong.

At other times we acquiesce by doing something we’d rather not do, in order to get something that we really want. We err by thinking that we can live without what we want and then find out we can’t. This is often the case of not being authentic to ourselves. The idea that “half a loaf is better than none” may be valid but it could be the case that half a loaf will never be enough. On the other hand, no loaf now opens us up to the preferred possibility that the whole loaf will come to us in due time.

What is the pecking order? What are the rules? It’s important that we be clear on how things work in a polyamorous relationship. Prospective partners have a right to know what my priorities are, how decisions are made, and what kind of expectations I have for them. So I make it clear that they will get their turn with me and the intimacy they desire, but that others have the same kind of claim on me. They’ll know early on that loving me demands friendship with the other members of my family and that sex may or may not be part of the equation. Yes, the other members of my family are included in the decision-making process as well.

Remember that “What you have is worth more than what you’re going to get.” If that idea doesn’t seem right to you, then you had better think twice and have a serious discussion about your present relationship with your partner(s). After all, if the bird in the hand isn’t worth more than the two in the bush, then something is terribly wrong and polyamory isn’t going to solve the problem.

Have a great week. You can leave me email at mrjackr@leathermail.com or visit my website at Leather Views where you can subscribe to this column and receive it weekly. Copyright 2009 by Jack Rinella, all rights reserved.

Holy Shit

The movers will be here in seven hours to start the grueling process of schlepping all of our worldly belongings into our own home.

I am excited and I am exhausted.

This is the start of an entirely new chapter in my life and that of my families.

A new city, a new home that is ours, new furniture, new telephone number, new neighborhood and a chance to shake free of the negative connotations our current rental place holds for me.

Good riddance to the past, and hello bright future. I have worked the last few years with a serious goal in mind and god almighty, I have almost achieved it.

No one, not one single person has given me anything, it has all been my own efforts that have brought me this far. The struggle to arrive, thus makes my arrival here extra sweet.

There are a few people I am saying Fuck You to, and a few others I have simply written off with this move.

There are new friendships I am celebrating with, and new friends to be made.

There are long standing relationships that are right at my side, and new ones that value the ethic of what it takes.

Try being a mother of a teenager, pregnant, in love with a man and a woman and a two time adult business owner in the genres of sex. This path is so bloody lonely often, there are no role models for me.

I have carved this out of nothing, and trust me lots of people, policies, laws, bias and prejudices have attempted to get in my way.

My strength is abundant, my skin thick and my work load heavy.

My family gives me love, room to grow, a place to hide when need be, support and praise.

Without my man, and my daughter, I would not be who I am today. Particularly my daughter, without her, I would not be on the professional path I am following nor would I be in relationship with my guy or my girl. My daughter gave me my adulthood.

Time Crunch

Exploratorium was tonight. Damn was it ever a blast.

Though I must have been out of mind to book events the same weekend as we are moving.

A bevy of people showed up to partake in the multitude of booths being offered. This monthly event is always fun, though the crowd this time round was extra special.

The volunteers and their skill sets are what make this sampler night so successful for the attendees.

We move in like thirty six hours. There is still so much left to do.

I am frazzled beyond belief.

Sleep Needed

A long grueling day at the hospital for my man, and for me working from home and cooking a turkey.

Then this evening it was off to Deviant Dining, it was quite the crowd for the turkey dinner. Excellent conversations and good friends to spend time alongside.

After dinner I swung by the house to check on the painting that had been going on. Wow, the guys sure have done a kick ass job transforming the kids rooms. I am notably impressed by their workmanship.

It's just about time for bed, we are on overdrive this week before we move on Sunday, and we both are falling over tired.

By the way, are you on the guest list for Saturdays Naughty Party? If not you should be. So email me now and I'll put your name on the list.

By the way, for all you parents out there who over the past few months who have been offering me baby stuff and I've been stalling you. Well, I am finally ready to hear from you about what you've got for us. We are just now starting to prepare the babies room.