I love learning new words, even though I forget half of them before I ever use them. That being said, today’s favorite new word is:

Seminophagia, or spermophagia. The ingestion of semen for erotic gratification and/or nutritional value and other physical or spiritual benefits. (via wikipedia)

What I also like about spermophagia, besides the spiritual benefits of course is that it sounds like a word that could be used as a daily special at some high end restaurant. The kind of place that serves tiny portions - the ones that look like abstract works of art, but not always, and the kinds of places you wish had put more food on your plate instead of focusing on being all pretty. Think about it. Not that much sperm comes out of him when all is said and done, and still that little taste often lingers in your mouth for more time than it takes to swallow the whole meal. Sure, some sperm ingesters wish sperm came in smaller portions, but it is often fresh and hot, made special order, and delivered straight from the oven. Who can argue with that?

I make myself laugh.

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I then stumbled across this amazing sexual slang page at Take Our Word For It. I spent the morning learning about the origin of the words cunts and poontang. And now you can learn too!

Here’s a snippet of what they say about how Austin Powers likes to think ladies “feel” when they’re around him:

As early as the mid-18th century, an erection was known as a horn or the horn, simply because it looked a bit like one. James Joyce even used the term in his Ulysses.  From there, any man having the horn was called horny, and this is first recorded in 1889.

Having a way with words can be really sexy. Not only when you know how to use them, but when you know how they were once used.

Vulvita and I took a trip to the Pleasure Chest last week in Chicago. A good time was had by all. Here’s Vulvita, waiting for, and then relaxing on, the brown line.

How is a hotel mattress like first time sex?

I report (from Chicago, finally). You decide.

A Quickie: Hotel Mattresses and First Time Sex from Jamye Waxman on Vimeo.

Okay, that’s not quite true, but being stuck at the airport now, for more hours than I’ve ever been stuck, but probably for less hours than Tom Hanks gets stuck in the airport in that terminal movie that I vow to never watch, has inspired me to video.

Since I’m experiencing major airport delays RIGHT NOW, to the point where I don’t know if I’m even going to make it to teach my workshop at the Pleasure Chest in Chicago tonight (it’s not looking good, but I’m trying to stay positive), I’ve started thinking about other sexual delays. And that got me thinking about delayed ejaculation, and ways one might be able to delay his ejaculation a little longer.

So, airport delays led me to delayed ejaculation. And then I made this video - quick and fast. Quite the opposite of the message I’m trying to send out here…

In a recent Guttmacher Institute article entitled “Better than nothing or saavy risk-reduction practice?,” Rachel K. Jones (along with her three co-authors) pondered, probed and researched the question, is withdrawal a feasible option to prevent pregnancy?

The findings have shocked and relieved, angered and alleviated - but most importantly they’ve made us think..is withdrawal an effective (enough) method against pregnancy? With condom rates failing somewhere between 2 and 17% of the time, does withdrawal, which when done correctly has a failure rate of 18%, work almost as well as latex love, and feel so much better?

Signs seem to point to yes (as does experience with the feel better part) and so does the study. Pulling out has played a role in the European fertility decline, and published reports have shown that between 1995 and 2002 the rates of people using withdrawal as a method of pregnancy prevention has increased by 15%.

The thing is, a lot of us don’t even think of withdrawal as a method…and that has to change..and then really, the point here is larger than a one word response. The point is the dialogue around sexual education needs to continue to expand and while we don’t approve, as a moral majority, of all things all people do, we shouldn’t withdraw information just so we don’t have to deal with the topic of withdrawal.

Sure, pulling out won’t protect you from HPV, herpes or HIV, and if you are high risk, you need to think about that..but if those aren’t your cause for concern, can you not use condoms? That’s for each of us to decide. But whatever we do, I think we can agree that conversation is key, withdrawal and option, and education a must.

Read more at RHRealitycheck.

I have a hard time deciphering when to get personal on this blog, and when to keep it 100% above board professional. When I started writing, back in 2003, it was to stay in touch with my family and friends out east while I ventured for a ridiculously short time - and wild ride - out west. But now that isn’t the point of the blog anymore, and over the last week and a half, truth be told, I haven’t been quite able to figure out what the point of a lot of pointy things are.

I’m going to get personal here because anyone who knows me knows I’m a TMI kind of girl, the one who tells you things you never needed to know, and secretly, or not so secretly, might even masturbate too.

I don’t think you’ll masturbate to this though. That’s because all I want to say is that I’ve had a hard time finding a way to figure out how to stay motivated online. For a while I experimented with facebook updates, constantly changing what I was doing to see what would happen. But last week, while hiking in the ridiculously gorgeous mountains of Maine, I had an epiphany. I re-realized my life isn’t any more important than anyone else’s and whether I went with the soy latte or the hot chocolate doesn’t affect you. So I’m not experimenting on facebook anymore. Of course, that’s not that big of an epiphany and I’m kind of hypocritical, because I’m still getting personal right now..and I still do tweet.

Still, for the last week and a half I’ve been neglecting this blog. I’m in the process of rebuilding my life, the one that I live when I’m not typing on my computer. And so, as it slowly rebuilds and rearranges itself, I think about what else is being rebuilt. I left my relationship, an important friendship, my cat who was more like a son than any son I’ve never had, and I’ve moved out of my home and am trying to move on with my life.

And I hate that people like Dr. Tiller, who take a stand on abortion get shot down in their own house of worship. And someone else choosing to kill you for what you do, for not agreeing with you, that sucks big time.

That kind of puts it all back in perspective. I have choice. I’m alive, and I can keep fighting the good fight for positive sexuality education and information. And so I will, and I have, but for the last week and a half I’ve needed time. But now, I need to get back. To the professional. To the personal. To life, love and 101 sex positions.

And so I carry on. We all do, right?

After overdosing on a slew of sex positions, here’s a random thought about why you would even try some of the most ridiculous of positions…

Sex Positions: It’s all about the smile from Jamye Waxman on Vimeo.

If you’re looking for specific positions to make you smile (even if you can’t stay in them to shag) you must check out sexinfo101, or click on the following positions:

The Piledriver
Bumper Cars
Brute

Monkey business. Last night. Late. In bed. Sideways..I can’t figure out why the picture won’t rotate…hmm..

Hanging out at the Glendale Renaissance Hotel. It’s the strangest luxury hotel I’ve ever stayed in. Smack dab in the middle of a parking lot/mini mall. Apparently the Giants won the Superbowl right across the street. But this does not impress me.

However, these words, and facts, all of which I learned today, do stir some excitement in my brain. Why? Just because I now know them, and I did not know them before.

• One definition of YIFF is a Young Incredibly Fuckable Fella.
• Vore is a fetish which involves consuming (as in eating) others, or being consumed. There is softcore vore, in which you don’t see the consumed being digested, and hardcore vore, in which you do.
• The most searched query by 12 year old boys has to do with getting hit in the nuts, which is usually harmless, but can, if not so harmless, lead to testicular torsion.

The following reminder is sponsored by the scab of the zit that remains on my upper left eyebrow (I know, I didn’t have to point it out, but I wanted to)…

May Daze from Jamye Waxman on Vimeo.

This week’s Sex News Square Down - the Tucson edition - will have you thinking harder about her orgasm. Plus, low sperm counts across Israel and sex toys for trendy dogs. Seriously.

• Does emotional intelligence play a key role in bringing women to orgasm? A new batch of research takes us to that “higher level,” saying that women who are in touch with their emotions are more likely to have orgasms. That’s a no brainer. (BBC)
• The hot doll is coming soon. It’s calling itself the ultimate sex toy…for dogs. No, really. (Hotdoll)
• Miss California and her anti-gay agenda. (LA Times)
• Meanwhile in Maine and (hopefully) New Hampshire - legislators say hells bells to the legalization of same-sex unions. (CNN)
• It’s Masturbation May, and to help you keep it going all month long, check out Top Five Tuesday - Masturbating Men. (Hot Movies For Her)
• New airline x-ray machines will reveal everything. From love handles to the size of his package, are you ready to fly the more-friendly-than-you-ever-expected-to-get-down-with-friendly-skies? (Sexual Intelligence)
• Too skinny for sexy time? Thin doesn’t always get you in..and out…and in…(Fox News)
• Israeli men are less fertile than they were ten years ago. Is this the beginning of the end of the population of Israel? (Carnal Nation)