An original Fast Company article investigated the Soho hotel and its new wallpaper that honors the brothels of the area…and the Dean Street Townhouse was apparently part of scene then too. Here’s a clip from the article:

“Historically, Soho was all about brothels,” says designer Martin Brudnizki, of Martin Brudnizki Design Studio, who created the space. “We wanted people to walk in and have a good laugh.”

Swirling vulvas do not meet the naked eye; one must peer closer to see exactly how Mr. Brudnizki has achieved this delicious effect.

Here’s the close-up:

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1. Hard Love and How to Fuck in High Heels. A masterpiece from Shar Rednour and Jackie Strano featuring a “multiracial cast of real queer girls.” Named “Best Lesbian Porn” by LesbianLife.About.com.

2. Bend Over Boyfriend Gift Set – 15% off for both Bend Over Boyfriend and Bend Over Boyfriend 2 – a great gift. We suspect more than a few bachelor parties have been graced with the first and best pegging video out there.

3. Bend Over Boyfriend. How to have anal sex–girls do the guys with sexy strap-ons–and spice up your sex life.

4. Coming Home – “Deliciously hot women we never get to see in mainstream porn…” (LesbianLife.About.com), from director Carolyn Caizzi.

5. The Crash Pad – The phenomenon that started the Crash Pad craze, from the inimitable Shine Louise Houston. Also named “Best Lesbian Porn” by LesbianLife.About.com.

See all Fatale’s videos.

Deborah,
I first heard about you listening to the Playboy radio channel. You are absolutely gorgeous. My wife and I are 56 and the loving feeling is gone. She has gone through menopause and does not care about sex. She says I can have her if I want to, but I want her to want it not just to feel sorry for me. Can you recommend something to help? She doesn’t want to take hormones and I’m wondering if any of your specialties could help.

Jim
Arizona
 
 
Dear Jim,
In a nutshell, once women reach menopause, most do not want the standard fare that they have had all their life–sex that is rather like sport sex. Women after menopause do not lose their libido, they lose their desire for this kind of sex and want far more loving, connective and energetic intercourse with a man who expresses his love for her.
 
This time of life for you both can be so loving and close, as the sex moves from sex to lovemaking. Women like your wife often do not realize there is more for them. I don’t hear you talk about love, so perhaps that isn’t there for you either, in your own heart? 
 
The G-spot, as I may or may not have said on the radio, is all about love. Gateway to deeper love and intimacy. The first step is for her to understand and awaken her G-spot on her own! She has to want to. You can’t do it for her, like many men want and like many woman think the knight will ride in and save the day. 
 
And you must awaken your own G-spot too, so visit the Aneros site, get yourself a toy, and start opening up your own sexuality for your next phase of life. It will be the best “sex” you have ever experienced throughout your entire body, and it will be gentle on an aging body, as well.
 
I will send my workshop announcement to you.  Please read it, as you will get the drift of where I am going with the G-spot, when I talk about love and aging.
 
Deborah

To see more about Deborah Sundahl’s female-ejaculation and G-spot workshops, check out her Web site: www.isismedia.org.

She is hosting a 3-day “Feminine Fountain Workshop” for women only, September 24-26, 2010, in Palm Coast, Florida. The registration deadline has been extended to September 15, 2010.

If you can’t attend one of Deborah’s very popular workshops, we recommend her female ejaculation DVDs, in particular Female Ejaculation: The Workshop and Female Ejaculation for Couples .

We asked: Have you ever tried phone sex?

You can see the results of the poll here: http://www.fatalemedia.com/polls/past_polls.html

This month, Deborah Sundahl in her Ask Fanny columns and in her female-ejaculation workshops distinguishes between “sport sex” and “lovemaking.”

To that end, we ask:

Are you a fan of sport sex?

Vote now! The sport-sex poll question is on Fatale’s home page.

Stay tuned. We’ll give you the results next month.

Until then, we wish you dazzling hot sex!

Nan and Christi
www.fatalemedia.com

This past two weeks we saw Proposition 8 stuck down, with U.S. District Court Judge Vaughn Walker, saying that the California proposition was “unconstitutional.”

Then just this past week, we saw the New York Times breaking news that California gay and lesbian couples who wanted to get married would have to wait—again, until Wednesday, August 18th.

We posted a comment on Fatale’s Facebook page, and now we wait with bated breath to see what happens next.

Till victory.

Yours in good love and sex,

Nan & Christi
nan@fatalemedia.com
christi@fatalemedia.com

If you missed, read Part 1 of Marlayna Dawson’s “Tales of a Former Phone Sex Queen” here at Fatale’s blog.

The Voyeur
Barry was 32 and a happily married father of two. He told me his wife was a gorgeous, open-minded redhead, and they had a great sex life – yet he called me at least once a week and pretended I was his childhood sweetheart – with a 21st-century twist.

He was one of a certain type of caller who’d feed me every detail of his story on the first call, and wouldn’t allow any deviation. These guys were like little kids who want the same fairytale read to them every night at bedtime – the familiarity comforted them like a cup of warm cocoa.

My name in the story was Jan, and I’d known Barry since we were four years old, when we played doctor. His was the first penis I ever saw, and mine was his first pussy. We went all the way as teenagers, but only once. The twist in the plot was this: Jan, or me, was now a lesbian, and I told Barry all about my affairs with women. He told me about his sex life, too. Basically, we were jack-off buddies. It was a voyeur-exhibitionist thing, but as I said, with a twist.

“Last week,” I whispered into the phone, “I picked up this little blonde in the women’s bar. She’d only been with chicks a couple of times, but she’d got the taste of pussy and couldn’t control herself. I think she hangs out waiting for an older gal like me to overtake her.

Well, Barry, you know me: I didn’t disappoint her. I took that sweet babe home and spread her out on my big comfy bed and ate her till she creamed on my face. Then I strapped on a dildo and fucked the living daylights out of her. When she left she could hardly walk.”

I suppressed a giggle – the story Barry made me tell was so-o-o-o corny.

I could always tell by Barry’s breathing and silence when I had him where I wanted him, in a drooling sex trance. Then I switched tracks, teasing him with stuff like, “You’d really love to fuck me again, wouldn’t you?” or “Too bad I don’t like to suck dick anymore.”

Barry gave it right back to me. “Yeah, well, you should’ve seen Nancy suck my dick last night, better than you ever did. She got down on her knees in front of the mirror, slurping till I came in her mouth. You never used to let me come in your mouth. I bet you miss it now, you dyke slut.”

We’d laugh like crazy talking this way, masturbate, and Barry always came – once in a while I did too, but most of the time I faked it to help him along.

Barry’s wife had no idea he called a phone sex service – but she did know he was a sucker for woman-to-woman sex, and sometimes they watched lesbian videos together. Whenever I came across a good one, I’d tell him about it. I used to find this part of our “relationship” exciting – sometimes I’d fantasize about Barry and Nancy watching lesbian videos, or Barry secretly thinking about “Jan” when they had sex. It was all just good dirty fun!

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Marlayna Dawson lives in California. Read part 1 of her “Tales of a Former Phone Sex Queen.”

To see a video about dirty talk, check out Talk to Me Baby by S.I.R. Video diva Shar Rednour.

To see a good lesbian video that would be good for straight couples, check out One Night Stand, winner of “Sexiest Dyke Movie” from the Feminist Porn Awards.

Currently she is finishing her next book—the follow-up to her wildly successful book Female Ejaculation and the G-Spot (Hunter House)—at a friend’s place in San Antonio, Texas.

Over the Labor Day holiday (September 3-6, 2010), Deborah will be giving a workshop for couples called “The G-Spot and Its Divine Nectar.”

“The G-spot is numbed out in most women,” Deborah says from her San Antonio retreat, “because couples haven’t known how to make love, and her Feminine Fountain is all but shut off. This need not be the case and it is not hard to fix.”

Located near the tranquil Lake Buchanan, near Austin, Texas, this couples’ workshop promises to be a knockout.

Want more information? You may contact Deborah Sundahl directly at Deborah at IsisMedia.org or find her via the Isis Media workshops page.

If you can’t make it to one of Deborah’s popular workshops, we recommend you check out her female ejaculation DVDs, particularly Female Ejaculation for Couples.

Valuable information in a couples’ workshop setting about how to find the G-spot!

We are loving Marlayna Dawson’s “Tales of a Former Phone Sex Queen,” so this month we ask:

Have you ever tried phone sex?

Vote now! The phone-sex poll question is on Fatale’s home page.

Stay tuned. We’ll give you the results next month.

Until then, we wish you dazzling hot sex!

Nan and Christi
www.fatalemedia.com

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Today Proposition 8 was overturned by U.S. District Court Judge Vaughn Walker, saying that the California proposition was “unconstitutional.”

In the ruling’s conclusion, the judge wrote: “Proposition 8 fails to advance any rational basis in singling out gay men and lesbians for denial of a marriage license. Indeed the evidence shows Proposition 8 does nothing more than enshrine in the California constitution the notion that opposite sex couples are superior to same sex couples.” 

(Special thanks to Go Magazine for pointing out this salient quote.)

This ruling is worth cheering about. Even if those who oppose gay marriage want to take this to the Supreme Court, so be it. For now we have victory.

We hope New York follows suit. Could we dare to dream of a country where gay marriage is legal in every state?

For over six years I worked as a phone sex operator. Guys told me everything – and then some. Sure, I already knew about fetishes – who doesn’t? But you would not believe some of the fetishes I heard about on the job.

The strangest came from a weekly caller who fantasized going scuba diving with a woman, sharing one oxygen tank. I guess it was all about risk and danger for him. I was highly committed to the job, and to make it sound realistic I put my head in the sink, underwater, and gasped for air in between talking. Hey, this was far from the worst thing I ever did on the phone – but I sure felt silly. Besides, nothing about this fantasy turned me on. But other fetishes did, for instance, food. Eating and/or playing with food before. During. After. As foreplay, main event, and afterglow.

The funny thing is, I used to have an aversion to mixing food with sex, ever since the time my ex-husband and I fooled around with maple syrup. It was such a sticky mess, especially in my hair, that I vowed never to merge kitchen and bedroom activities again.  But then a customer changed my mind with his sexy – and mouth-watering – fantasy requests. A simple man, Rick’s favorite sex food was the most common: whipped cream.

It’s obvious why whipped cream is popular between the sheets.  It’s thick, white, and creamy, and it’s easy – even fun! –  to apply. It’s delicious; even without sex eating whipped cream feels sinfully decadent. The first few times Rick called, he talked me through the fantasy, and once I picked it up, I did what I always did on the phone — talked him to a climax.

“I’m rubbing mounds of whipped cream all over my pussy,” I whispered.  To make it realistic, I actually squirted whipped cream on myself, then ate it after I hung up the phone. This was no big sacrifice! Rick started calling every night, and soon I was buying cans of whipped cream by the dozen. I considered buying stock in the company.

Not only did I cover my lower erogenous zones in whipped cream, I also experimented with my nipples and even my asshole. I dipped a silicone dildo into a bowl of the stuff, and masturbated with it. “I’m teasing my clit with a cool delicious dildo,” I told Rick. I squirted some on my hand so he could hear it, and used it as lube. “Now I’m putting it inside.” With a sigh and a moan – absolutely genuine –  I slid the dildo all the way in. It would mean a shower after the call; after all, Rick wasn’t there to lick it out of me. But I made him feel like he was.

“Ricky, baby, go down on me now, clean out my pussy…does it taste good, pussy juice mixed with whipped cream?”

He went nuts. And speaking of nuts, eventually he added them to our nightly dessert – along with sprinkles, chocolate chips, and cherries.  When he got around to hot fudge, I only pretended to agree – remembering my experience with maple syrup, I couldn’t deal with anything that sticky.

It’s been many years since I spoke to Rick, or did phone sex…and yet, even after all this time, I can’t walk past a bakery window full of éclairs and cannolis without buying one, taking it home, and partying with every sex toy in the house.

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Marlayna Dawson lives in California. A former phone sex worker, this is the first of two columns by Marlayna.  

To see a video about dirty talk, check out Talk to Me Baby by S.I.R. Video diva Shar Rednour.