![]() ![]() In high school, I once got to second base with two dudes at once. I usually pride myself on being sexually open-minded and my ability to talk about anything related to my or anyone else's fun parts. Given all of this, I was surprised about how anxious the idea of a grapefruit blowjob made me. There aren't a lot of statistics out there about how much Americans use food in their sex lives, but food-related questions turn up regularly enough in sex advice columns that I believe most people have used a donut in a way that the fine people at Entenmann's never intended at least once in their lives. Was it because all of their boyfriends had died of pleasure and/or pulp poisoning? I decided that, for the glory of knowledge and the good of the American people, I had to offer my own boyfriend as a possible sacrifice.Īngel's promise about death beejays reminded me a little bit of when B-movie directors used to hire nurses to stand around the lobby of their horror films, in case you "died of fright." But I will admit that I thought that there was a decent chance that I would die of shame before being able to go through with it.įood has a long and storied history with sex-type stuff. Though there was a lot of Internet chatter about the video, and a few interviews with Angel herself, I couldn't find any firsthand accounts of people who had tried the technique. Why the hell did I need to put a grapefruit on my boyfriend's penis in the first place, you ask? The answer, of course, was: the Internet! Perhaps you've caught some of the recent media coverage of Auntie Angel, a Chicago-based YouTube sexpert and inventor of the "grapefruit blowjob," a fellatio technique supposedly so pleasurable and thrilling that it can induce a heart attack. “So I need to do something weird to your dick later.” I thought for a second and then added “It's for work,” as if that somehow made it better. ![]()
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