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Wet Says No To Our Girl-On-Girl Orgy

April 20, 2010 Culture, lolz 1 Comment

As much as we like to poke fun at our editrix and her misadventures around town, we have to say she’s got your back. Look at the following exchange that went down between her and a representative from the lube company Wet.

From: Wet
To: Sex and the 405
Subject: Wet Intimacy Products
Date: Monday, April 19, 2010, 1:19 PM

Hi,

I represent Wet, the word’s best selling of personal lubricants and intimacy products and was reaching out to see who would be the best person to contact about product review or inclusion in stories. Wet offers more than 80 different products – and no matter a person’s age, gender, sexual preference or comfort level, Wet has a product to fit each individual’s intimate needs. Please feel free to check out the website www.stayswetlonger.com.

I look forward to hearing from you.

Our editrix, not to miss a beat, replied:

From: AV Flox
To: Wet
Subject: Re: Wet Intimacy Products
Date: Monday, April 19, 2010 8:21 PM

Hello,

That would be me. I’m the editor of Sex and the 405.

We have for a while thought about doing a sponsored event. How would you feel about Wet sponsoring a night of wild girl-on-girl fun? We’ll dress up, dress down, cover ourselves in lube so we’re glistening, and get tangled.

I’ll write about it, of course. And hopefully in the course of the evening, we’ll get some delightful photos.

AVF

Wet, unfortunately, declined to participate in our wild girl-on-girl orgy.

Obscene on Facebook!

Ah, Facebook. You’re like that girl we date that makes us crazy but we just can’t leave her. We cheat with Twitter and a handful of other social networks, thinking we might just do it, we might just jump ship, but we never do and we know, somewhere deep inside, that we never will.

Even when we get warnings like this one:

This is the third time our editrix has violated Facebook with nudity. The photo in question — taken by Curious Josh Reiss — is below for your viewing pleasure:

Have you ever had a photo removed for violating the Facebook guidelines for photos?

Photo by Josh Reiss.

Post-Sex Masturbation

April 20, 2010 Opinion 2 Comments

I really hate booty-calls that end without a sleepover. It usually ends with him in the shower, and me driving home with my legs still shaking as I furiously try to get a good grasp of the wheel.

My phone vibrates between my legs, another ping. Probably from him. I break the law and ping him back saying, “I’m re-playing everything we just did and I can’t help myself.” I drop the phone and softly massage my panties and feel the wetness return.

And then I get a call when I’m all settled in; it’s him again. He sounds frustrated. He says, “So, was I not enough for you? You didn’t even get home yet and you’re already touching yourself in the car. What the fuck.”

I hate this. Is this going to happen to every single man I sleep with? I was trying to be sexy. This was supposed to be a compliment. I liked it so much that I made myself wet again just by thinking about it. Why does that automatically mean that whatever happened before wasn’t enough? If anything it was more than enough — so much so, it’s making me get off all over again.

But of course men aren’t going to see it that way. They think I’m some super crazy feen that can never have enough sex so she has to masturbate before and after it. Well, why can’t I love it that much? I’m not resorting to masturbation because I need to finish myself off, I’m just reminiscing about the pleasures I had down there and am re-fueling my drive.

I can’t help it. It’s like a ritual, always masturbate before and after sex. Especially after. Before can be done with accurate foreplay if we have enough time for that. But post-sex masturbation is like a healing process, no, like a rejuvenation process. Or something like that. Do you feel me?

Amanda Chen is a Toronto-based writer who loves to expose everything sexy and share her lavish lifestyle within the fashion and entertainment industries on Body Noise and other places. Her sexual desire is all-encompassing, from human beings to physical or mental objects. Her passion lies within the aftersex.

Thinking of You: Toss My Salad

April 19, 2010 lolz No Comments

We here at Sex and the 405 think it’s vital to let people know how much you adore them, so we’ve created a special new section showcasing the best of the web when it comes to showing your love.

This week’s jewel comes to you via someecards, the epitome of cool when it comes to e-cards.

Click to send one to someone you dig!

The Sexy Librarian: Fiction and Non-Fiction

April 19, 2010 News, Research 2 Comments

In 1992, Will Manley issued a sex survey to librarians. Over 5.000 librarians responded, but the Wilson Library Bulletin refused to run the results. On April 11, 2010, the retired librarian released the results to the public on his blog.

Sex

20% of the respondents felt that sex without love is by definition bad sex.

78% of the female respondents and indicated that they had been sexually harassed by a library patron.

30% of the male respondents indicated that if there were a nuclear war and Roseanne Barr Arnold was the only woman on earth to survive, they would have sex with her in order to propagate the species.

38% of the female respondents indicated that if there were a nuclear war and Pee Wee Herman was the only man on earth to survive, they would have sex with him in order to propagate the species.

By Genre

38% of the respondents classified their sex life as a romance.
31% as a fantasy.
22% as a comedy.
9% as a tragedy.

Frequency of Sex

21% of the respondents reported having no sex.
50% reported having sex 1 – 2 times per week.
22% reported sex 3 – 4 times per week.
6% reported 5 -7 times per week.
1% have it more than 7 times per week.

Sex Outside the Bed

63% reported having had sex at least once in a car.
57% in a sleazy motel room.
52% sleeping bag.
43% kitchen floor.
32% hot tub.
7% airplane.
8% elevator.
20% library (which explains why 22% of respondents felt that libraries should have condom dispensers in their bathrooms).

Read all the survey results here.

Image by Dumio Momio. Information via FetLife.

Formosa Cafe

April 19, 2010 Diary, Nikki 1 Comment

Last night at the bar when Jason began flirting with me, I tried to stay cool and unresponsive.  But then I started looking at his mouth as he spoke and how his hands moved and I knew we were going to fuck.

I followed him back to an old apartment building at the base of the Hollywood Hills. His room was narrow and lit by a red light bulb and a string of white Christmas lights hung around the moldings. His mattress was on the floor. His guitar was against the wall.

Jason’s mouth was soft when he kissed me but he pressed down hard. He bit my lip and pulled off my sweater and pushed me down onto the mattress. He pinched my nipples. He kept his hands on my tits and went lower, kissing and licking my stomach. Eventually he pulled off my jeans and started licking and sucking and biting me. It was too much pressure so I told him to be more gentle.

“Sorry,” he whispered, and moved his mouth lower. Then he pushed a finger inside me and moved it up and forward and the intensity almost made me pass out. My back arched and I climaxed in waves. I pushed his head off me when he tried to keep licking. He came up and pulled me back up onto the bed.

“Can I do that again?” He asked. “You taste really good.”

When I had caught my breath I turned to him. He took off his shirt and kissed me. I tasted myself and all I could think about was how his cock would feel in my mouth.

“What about you?” I asked.

“Take off my pants,” he said.  I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down. His cock was so hard. His skin was pale and his scrotum was pierced with a little silver ring.

I pulled myself up and leaned over him, kissed him, rubbed myself up and down his body, bit his nipples. Then I went lower and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked and licked. I couldn’t go too far down without gagging and I knew he wasn’t going to come so after a while I stopped and moved up so we were lying down together with our heads at the top of the bed.

“Want a cigarette?” He asked.

“Yeah,” I said, and as he moved over me to get them he started kissing me and we were entwined again and I felt him hard against my stomach and wanted him inside me so fucking badly. He moved down to lick me and this time his tongue was lighter so that when I came it was faster and the contractions were more intense and I was left trembling and my mouth was completely dry. He came up to kiss me. He stopped and looked at me. I smiled. He held my head in his hands and said “you are so sexy.”

I felt my legs shaking and said “I’m not going to be able to walk.”

“That’s okay,” he said, “you can stay here.”

“I can’t,” I said. I’m not good at spending the night. I don’t know how to be that vulnerable.

He moved up and started rubbing himself against my pussy. He lifted my legs up over his shoulders and was careful not to enter me. Once, he pushed in.

“Oops, sorry,” he said, and then, “damn, I want to do that again.”

Then he said: “we can’t have sex because I don’t have any rubbers.”

“Okay,” I said, and looked up at him. I wanted him inside me but I also desperately wanted to suck his cock until he came so I could taste him.

“But I can come like this,” he said and he kept rubbing and almost entering and pushing and it was making me crazy.

“I want to fuck you so badly,” he said, then he turned me over and moved up and down against my ass until he came on my back. I felt it splash. I felt the wetness. I love that feeling.

He wiped me off and went to get us cigarettes. He lit both in his mouth like he was in a movie and then came over next to me and lifted me up and put a pillow underneath me. He kept kissing my forehead. He pulled the covers over us and opened his arm and motioned for me to lie on his chest. We smoked and listened to Mazzy Star. I was aware of everything: the sound of a tree scraping against his window, the smell of his hair gel, his skin hot against mine. I felt safe.

On the way home I stopped at the red light at Sunset and a prostitute crossed the street in front of me. She was wearing a trench coat open down the front. She was slim with a long blonde ponytail and high heeled boots. She winked at me and did a little dance step in the middle of the intersection.

Nikki Thomas was born and raised in Los Angeles. She was a straight A student who couldn’t follow the rules and spent as much time in the principal’s office as in the library. At university she opted not to join a sorority and instead filled her free time cruising Hollywood bars and parties, hooking up and getting down. Nikki is a bad girl with a heart of gold. These are her stories — consider it our Monday treat for you.

Unclog Some Pipes and Then Some

April 16, 2010 Culture, web 1 Comment

For the most part, the casual encounters section of the popular classifieds site Craigslist is an exercise in desperation. But every once in a while, you encounter the sort of thing that makes the endless hours we here at Sex and the 405 spend browsing it (hey, someone’s gotta do it, would you rather be the one?) worth our while.

Presenting… the Handyman! Ladies need a hand? He’ll fix something for you in exchange for a sexy massage — and more if you have chemistry!

Amazing. Let us know if any of you procure his services. Our editrix is dying to know and we’re really scared that if one of you don’t do it, she’s going to make one of us go and find out on our own!

Rising Without A Trace

April 14, 2010 L.A. Odes, Opinion 1 Comment

British graffiti artist Banksy came back to L.A. and left his mark. Greedy as we are, it wasn’t long before someone stole it. Oh, Los Angeles, city where dreams are made, shattered or simply stolen from under our noses!

In a piece for the LA Weekly about his film Exit Through the Gift Shop, the infamously anonymous artist gives an ode to our city worth sharing:

In Los Angeles, you can rise without a trace. There is a moment in the film where you see a dude joining the back of the line at an art show. He says he doesn’t know why he’s there, but he joins it anyway. The first time I saw that, I laughed — it was the emperor’s new clothes, the triumph of hype and hot air.

But now I’ve thought about it. I love that guy — he’s prepared to give anything a shot, to try something new. Cities like New York and London might pride themselves on being more hard-bitten and cynical than Tinseltown, but you have to ask yourself: what’s actually so great about that?

Image and picture from the LA Weekly.

Tragic Foreplay

April 13, 2010 Crime, News No Comments

Creative individuals can incorporate a lot of objects into sex successfully — even those not meant for sex at all. It’s important, however, to remember that some objects do involve an incredibly high degree of risk and it’s vital that they be used with care and never under the influence of a substance.

The following is a cautionary tale coming out of the state of Washington, where recently a 25-year-old was arrested in the shooting death of his 22-year-old girlfriend. According to the Seattle Weekly, the man told police that he and his girlfriend were drunk when they began getting down and that soon, he pulled out his gun to intensify foreplay.

This wasn’t the first time they’d done it, but this time, the gun went off, killing the woman.

The man has been booked on investigation of first-degree manslaughter.

Information from the Seattle Weekly.

Fail Tuesday, SAT405-Style

April 13, 2010 Culture, web No Comments

We all love a little fail when it’s not our own, especially early in the morning. Since we blew so much time tonight procrastinating on FailBlog, we thought we might make a post out of it with out top favorite recent fails. This is what we came up with:

That should start off your morning with a proper lol. You’re welcome.

Images from FailBlog.

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That Steam allows the objectification and sexualization of female characters in a variety of its games but refuses to accept a game about actually engaging with women in a more interactive fashion is astonishingly backward.

FetLife Is Not Safe for Users

That the site doesn’t take measures to protect user content and has shown incompetence or negligence in regard to user privacy, all the while prohibiting victims from warning others about predatory behavior creates an environment where it is nearly impossible for members of the community to take care of themselves and one another. By enabling FetLife to continue espousing a code of silence, allowing the spinning self-created security issues as “attacks,” and not pointing out how disingenuous FetLife statements about safety are, we are allowing our community to become a breeding ground for exploitation.

Why You Should Vote No On Prop 35

Should people who benefit (parents, siblings, children, roommates!) from the earnings of “commercial sex acts” (any sexual conduct connected to the giving or receiving of something of value) be charged with human trafficking? Should someone who creates obscene material that is deemed “deviant” be charged as with human trafficking? Should someone who profits from obscene materials be charged with human trafficking? Should people transporting obscene materials be charged with human trafficking? Should a person who engages in sex with someone claiming to be above the age of consent or furnishing a fake ID to this effect be charged with human trafficking? What if I told you the sentences for that kind of conviction were eight, 14 or 20 years in prison, a fine not to exceed $500,000, and life as a registered sex offender?

Pretty and Calls Herself a Geek? Attention Whore!

If you are a woman, you might be given a chance to prove yourself in this community. Since there is no standard definition of what a “geek” is and it will vary from one judge to the next anyway, chances of failing are high (cake and grief counseling will be available after the conclusion of the test!). If you somehow manage to succeed, you’ll be tested again and again by anyone who encounters you until you manage to establish yourself like, say, Felicia Day. But even then, you’ll be questioned. As a woman, your whole existence within the geek community will be nothing but a series of tests — if you’re lucky. If you aren’t lucky, you’ll be harassed and threatened and those within the culture will tacitly agree that you deserve it.

Cuddle Chemical? Moral Molecule? Not So Fast

Zak’s original field, it turns out, is economics, a far cry from the hearts and teddy bears we imagine when we consider his nickname. But after performing experiments on generosity, Zak stumbled on the importance of trust in interactions, which led him, rather inevitably, to research about oxytocin. Oxytocin, you might remember, is a hormone that has been linked previously to bonding — between mothers and children primarily, but also between partners. What Zak has done is take the research a step further, arguing in his recent book, The Moral Molecule, that oxytocin plays a role in determining whether we are good or evil.

How to Avoid Pissing off a Stripper

Let’s talk about the strippers. Whether they like to be half-naked or not, whether they enjoy turning you on or not, there’s one thing they all have in common: they’re working. Whether you think that taking one’s clothes off for money is a great choice of career is really beside the point (is it a possibility for you to make $500 per hour at your job without a law degree? Just asking). These women are providing fantasy, yes, but that is their job. And as a patron of the establishment where they work, you need to treat them like you would anyone else who provides a service to you.

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Here you’ll find news about the latest research being conducted to figure out what drives desire, passion, and other sex habits; reviews of sex toys, porn and other sexy things; coverage of the latest sex-related news that have our mainstream media's panties up in a bunch; human interest pieces about sex and desire; interviews with people who love sex, or hate sex, or work in sex, or work to enable you to have better sex; opinion pieces that relate to sex and society; and the sex-related side of celebrity gossip. More...