Studying with someone you’re attracted to is the ultimate distraction. You have to be quiet, sit down, bury your nose in a book, and behave which begs you to rebel. You could sneak off for some naughty, shussshing, hot library sex in the stacks, but there’s also touching under the table, finding a quiet corner where you read to each other, or sitting far apart and staring at each other while your desire builds. All that solitude and holding back might inspire some extra loud sex when you get out of there.
Semen is not only nutritious, but it also has a wonderful texture and amazing cooking properties. Like fine wine and cheeses, the taste of semen is complex and dynamic. Semen is inexpensive to produce and is commonly available in many, if not most, homes and restaurants. Despite all of these positive qualities, semen remains neglected as a food.
That’s the blurb on the back of the cookbook Natural Harvest: A Collection of Semen-Based Recipes by Fotie Photoenhauer, discovered thanks to this Frisky article.
Would you try it?
I think sex might as well be literature before it turns into Sex, just as language has to be You before it turns into words. With sex you don’t just get to read the book, you get to be the book, however poorly written, you have pages and words (some only whispered, others tattooed) all over your skin, and they itch when you touch. And they sing.
Love this quote from Andréa Balt of Elephant Journal.