I have this friend, R, that I have known for a few years (she actually briefly dated my boyfriend before I started seeing him.) We have a lot in common and tend to have a lot of fun whenever we get together. With her career and my school and work schedule, that is pretty rare. Last week we had a typical “girls night out” – trip to the porn store and cheap Mexican food (what do you do with your girlfriends? decorate pottery?)

R and I have a pretty similar look. Not so much in the face but we both have shoulder-length auburn hair and curvy figures. The biggest difference between us is that R wears tighter pants than I do – her ass is pretty awesome. The other big difference is that my idea of post-feminism is keeping this blog (please don’t ask me to defend that statement. . .) while hers is a plan to have lots of babies and a garden. Having a thing for R might seem a bit narcissistic when I describe her in this way. However, I prefer to think of it as a comfort issue. R has a familiar form and that makes the idea of being with her incredibly sexy and appealing.

As we left the Mexican restaurant, I considered these thoughts. I thought about how much fun it would be to giggle and touch and make out with R. I was weighing my words and considering making a pass at her when she turned to me and said, “You know, Ellie, I wish you were my sister!” The ridiculousness of the situation hit me too hard to properly measure my response and before I knew it I had laughed and said, “Its funny you said that because I was just thinking about how I wish you would make out with me.”

I’m glad to say that R just laughed off my honesty and replied, “I’m flattered, but you know, it seems a bit incestuous.”

Indeed.

An Appetite Ruined, But Not Mine (radicalvixen.com)

Answering His Call (nyc-urban-gypsy.blogspot.com)

Bedroom Radio Episode #9 (bedroomradio.blogspot.com)

Birthday Sex? (swelteringcelt.com)

Blood, Sex & The Open Road (tirepaddle.com)

Cockblogging Wednesday 8 (shaysexcolumn.blogspot.com)

Collar: in training (livejournal.com/users/nicebluejournal)

Daddy’s Little Girl… (mimredbeard.com)

Ding Ring Ohhh (unfetteredcravings.blogspot.com)

Fantasy – Pain & Pleasure – Part II (lionetteslair.blogspot.com)

First Date (anyonesgirl.blogspot.com)

Good News Everyone!!! (corinthiancouple.blogspot.com)

Gushing (alwaysarousedgirl.blogspot.com)

House Rules (theholidaylife.blogspot.com)

I wouldn’t mind if she was 80-something… (pornster.blogspot.com)

One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor… (whatsyourpleasure.blogspot.com)

Porn Problems for Ozzie and Harriet (seska4lovers.com)

Real Bikers Love “Die Fledermaus” (bikersballsandteacherstits.blogspot.com)

Squirt For Me (sexinga.blogspot.com)

Technorati, Sex Bloggers Don’t Tag (sugarbank.com)

Why, Yes, iMasturbate (sexerati.com)

Download Episode #9 of Bedroom Radio (37 minutes, 33MB) or Subscribe!

Music
Blanket Music – “Hips” (pictured)

Mystery Lyric
(smog) – “To Be of Use” (If you guessed right and didn’t get your prize, please let me know!)

Music News
The Strokes’ new video is censored by MTV for being too sexy. (via Viviane’s Sex Carnival)
Gary Glitter is a creepy pervert.
Courtney Love is “clean and sober”.
Rob Sheffield creams his pants over Jessica Alba.

Podcast You MUST Listen To
Whorecast by Melissa Gira (who also just launched a new blog this week, Sexerati)

Dancing With Myself
Wixel – “Mail Me to Finland”

Contest
Call me up (or email me an audio clip) telling me the most interesting place you have listened to Bedroom Radio. The best submissions will get a special prize.

Comments? Questions? Adoration? Naked pictures?
Email – bedroomradio AT gmail.com
Phone – 206-339-7357
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Blog – Lumpesse.com

I’ve never really been on a date before. My history with men and women is brief and the only dates to speak of have been awkward couplings for high school and middle school dances. At least 2 of them were gay anyway. You must be wondering how I have had a boyfriend for 3 years without dating him at some point. To be honest, we just sort of segued from not being together to being exclusive in a seamless fashion. Some making out seems to have facilitated it. There were no dinners or movies or anything of the like. Just kissin’ and then more than kissin’.

This realization has made me learn that I don’t know how to negotiate the territory of a date very well. I’m not really sure what is expected of me in such an encounter and I don’t know how to communicate my interests very well. Why do I need to know how to date when I already have an awesome boyfriend? Well, I am looking into finding other partners to have sex with. It seems like for most people dating is a pleasant prelude to bumping uglies. So I need to learn how to play that game.

Am I doing this all backwards? Are there any tricks I need to know? I obviously need to negotiate this differently than I would if I was looking for a relationship. Am I over-analysing?

SugarBank: Bloggasm #11
Another packed bloggasm, I hear that this thing’s really starting to draw some attention. Thanks for the referrals, the more bloggers join in, the better it works. This weeks picks are:

A Vampire Eats Out (whatsyourpleasure.blogspot.com)

Another Day of Hard Work in Phone Sex (talkingdirty.blogspot.com)

Bedroom Radio Episode #8 – Under the Covers (bedroomradio.blogspot.com)

Behaviour and Fulfilled Fantasies (bikersballsandteacherstits.blogspot.com)

Better late than never (darkershadeofme.blogspot.com)

“Can’t I at least see them!?” (shayssexcolumn.blogspot.com)

Edges – Part II – A Story of Rape, Complicity and Consent (nyc-urban-gypsy.blogspot.com)

For M (anyonesgirl.blogspot.com)

Harder (lumpesse.com)

I’ve Got A Few Other Ideas As Well (tirepaddle.com)

Karly and the True Pro – by Joe (karlyjoe.blogspot.com)

Mister Interviews Mister (sexblo.gs)

My heart belongs to Daddy… (mimredbeard.com)

Punishment (sexinga.blogspot.com)

The Swag has Landed (sugarbank.com)

The Second Coming of Jesus (theholidaylife.blogspot.com)

The Sounds of Cumming (radicalvixen.com)

Trying Out the New Vibe (alwaysarousedgirl.blogspot.com)

World AIDS Day & Condoms (seska4lovers.com)

Would you kiss or lick me better? (deltaofvenus.blogspot.com)

. . . academy, watch out who you shake hands with.

Who knew that the porn studies field would be so couched in niceties that there wouldn’t be a single concise description of the state of interracial porn? There are plenty of screeds in the anti-porn, MacKinnon-esque camp to latch onto. But, in the world of people taking a rhetorical or cultural studies approach I found very little in terms of hard-hitting soundbites. So, who summed things up best, in my estimation?

None other than Sam the Man over at SugarBank in his post “Porn and Prejudice.” He says in a bulleted list what it takes the academics three chapters to write.

So, why am I linking to a 5-month-old entry in a blog you all read anyway? Because this week I cited it in a paper I wrote for a graduate seminar in Postcolonial theory. Sammy, step right up and receive your accolades with Judy, Michel, Gayatri, Frantz, and Homi.

The title of my paper? “Black Dicks in White Chicks:
fantasies of miscegenation, black power, and the colonization of
interracial desire”

Please forgive me for some of the audio inconsistencies this week. I got a new microphone and am still getting used to it. My plosives are especially bad during “Dancing with Myself” and that is the one part of the show that I have to get in one take. If I don’t have a pop filter by next week, I’ll gladly submit to spankings.

Download Bedroom Radio #8 (29 minutes) or Subscribe!

Song of the Week
Low – “Last Night I Dreamt that Somebody Loved Me” (Morissey Smiths cover)

Contest
Email me your guesses. The winners get a picture of my cleavage. The winners and the losers get to hear the song or story on next week’s show. Sounds to me like everyone is a winner!

Dancing with Myself
Galaxie 500 – “Ceremony” (Joy Division cover)

I Have a Crush On
Professor P’s Porn Panorama (If you have a podcast and want to play that promo on it, let me know, that would be neat.)

Public Service Announcement
How to Pick Up Girls On the Street

Comments? Questions? Adoration? Naked pictures?
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Phone – 206-339-7357
Website – BedroomRadio.com
Blog – Lumpesse.com

Here is a confession.

I don’t have sensitive nipples. I spent the first year that I was sexually active pretending that I did, though. I thought there was perhaps something wrong with them or that maybe I was feeling all there was to feel. I did a lot of exaggerated moaning and groaning when my boyfriend would suck on them. Meanwhile, I could barely feel a thing. I didn’t understand all of the hype.

I have heard rumors that women with larger breasts sometimes don’t have very sensitive nipples. I can’t find anything to corroborate this one way or another. Nonetheless, when I am turned on, they are basically numb to any sort of gentle stimulation.

I finally admit this to my boyfriend and he has adjusted his technique a bit. He still sucks on my nipples sometimes because he likes to (and hey, it isn’t as if I dislike it). And he also began doing something completely delicious. He licks and kisses for ages right at the crease of my breasts where they meet my chest. Everything that I imagined was supposed to happen when someone licks your nipples happens when he does that. Shivers run through my whole body and I find myself begging him for more.

However, I’ve more recently realized that there is pleasure to be had from my nipples. It all started when I began having phone sex with A. For me, gently sucks and nibbles don’t do much but hard pulling and twisting turn out to be remarkably effective. If it weren’t for A ordering me to pinch my nipples until I was whimpering in pain and pleasure I might never have discovered how much joy I could get from treating them roughly. A side effect of this is that I have also become very responsive to the word “harder” as he often growls it out me when he wants me to step up the intensity of the squeezing. The timbre of his voice at those moments is so incredibly intense that I really can’t think about disobeying.

As a result of these exchanges, I brought the new discovery to my boyfriend. He now enjoys pinching, twisting, and biting my nipples in addition to his previous repetoire. One of these days I’ll even get him to admit that he is becoming a bit of a breast man.