Thursday, April 7, 2022

"The Copulatory Gaze" and the Body Language of Flirting

Whenever I'm around this one guy I know, I feel my head tilt to the side and my hand reach out toward him, as if to touch him. I try to stifle these gestures because they are sexual "tells," that is, unconscious moves signaling unspoken thoughts or intentions. And these particular gestures, I must confess, are universal mating signals. In terms of biological signaling, I may as well be breaking out the landing gear lights and guiding him to my gate, so to speak. I don't actually wish to mate with this dude (oh hell no) but, clearly some part of my subconscious is thinking he's fine. Real fine.

That's what's interesting to me about these mating gestures. I don't wish to signal anything to this guy, but my body certainly does, and I wonder what mechanism is at work there. I mean, why him? I am fascinated by how my body responds to him automatically and unconsciously. I don't mean to do the whole head tilt thing, it just happens. And although I'm not going to act on it, I have to admit that it's fun to feel my body react, feeling the pull of attraction and knowing I'm part of a timeless biological dance.

So what am I signaling exactly? Well, Grasshopper, a head tilt does a few things. It makes me smaller, for one, and exposes my vulnerable neck. These indicate "I am harmless." (Note: I may or may not actually be harmless.) Appearing harmless is a good thing, mating-wise, according to Helen E. Fisher in her completely fascinating book, Anatomy of Love: The Natural History of Monogamy, Adultery, and DivorceMen also try to appear harmless. All of their initial mating gestures are geared to convey the basic message, "I am here; I am important; I am harmless."

Writes Fisher:
"Men tend to pitch and roll their shoulders, stretch, stand tall and shift from foot to foot in a swaying motion. They also exaggerate their body movements. Instead of simply using the wrist to stir a drink, men often employ the entire arm, as if stirring mud...And the whole body is employed in hearty laughter--made loud enough to attract a crowd."

In the 1960s ethologist Irenaus Eibl-Eibesfeldt used a secret camera to document female flirting behavior around the globe. No matter who he was creepily spying on scientifically studying, a universal flirting pattern emerged. Again, here's Fisher:

"First the woman smiles at her admirer and lifts her eyebrows in a swift jerky motion as she opens her eyes wide to gaze at him. Then she drops her eyelids, tilts her head down and to the side, and looks away. Frequently she also covers her face with her hands, giggling nervously as she retreats behind her palms."

Of all the courting gestures, to me, the most potent is the so-called "copulatory gaze." In cultures where eye contact is permitted, potential lovers will stare into each other's eyes a second or two longer than is necessary (generally two to three seconds) and, if interested, their pupils will dilate. Eye contact seems to trigger a primitive part of the brain, notes Fisher, calling forth one of two basic emotions--approach or retreat. "You cannot ignore the eyes of another fixed on you," she writes, "You must respond."

Many of these courting gestures are present in animals as well. Female possums do the coy look/head tilt move. Snakes, frogs and toads inflate their bodies to draw attention to themselves, and "pygmy" chimpanzees at the San Diego Zoo look deeply into the other's eyes for several moments before having sex. (No documentation exists on whether they also make each other mix tapes.)

My favorite animal courting move, however, comes from the chimps observed by the lovely Jane Goodall at the Combe Steam Reserve in Tanzania. When a female is in estrus (heat), a dominant male doesn't muck around with the loud laughing and notable drink stirring, he gets right to the point. "A male will stare intently to get a female's attention, sit with his legs open to display an erect penis, flick it, rock from side to side (and) beckon her with outstretched arms."

Yes, it's kind of comically direct, but I can see how with the right chimp, or my case, human male, it would be quite heady to be so courted. Although it would have the unfortunate side effect of eliminating the wholly enjoyable pastime of analyzing and dissecting a potential lover's moves. "Okay, so last night, Fred was staring intently at me, displaying his erect penis and flicking it. What do you think he meant?"

Thus we get to your questions of the day. One of the reasons I'm so fascinated by this subject is because I was always bad at interpreting such signals. What about you? Do you consciously use these gestures, or have you noticed yourself doing them? Do you notice when a potential suitor is doing these things, feel a general intuition about their intentions, or what?

Please, do tell.

xoxo

jill 

Attention, please:  this is a rerun. Do not be alarmed.

Wednesday, March 23, 2022

Where's Balldo? (He's under my bed with all the other toys)

Bozo could be cruel
When I was a kid growing up in Atlanta, Georgia, there was a local kids' show called Bozo The Clown. I remember nothing about it except at some point there was a game involving a Lazy Susan type thing with a few small paper bags on top. A lucky kid audience member would be blindfolded (it was the 70s, it was okay to do #$@$ like this), our local Bozo would spin the table and the kid would stick their hand into one of the bags. There within, they would find either a cool prize (don't remember what, probably Jarts or candy cigarettes or something--again, 70s) or--in a weirdly cruel addition to the game--they would plunge their hand into a big bag full of shaving cream, receiving nothing but public humiliation.  

I, however, am kinder than your local Bozo (and yes, there were many Bozos. That's when we had a strong middle class and a robust market for Bozos in every town.) As your local Bozo today, I will not be wearing clown make-up for you, but I do have pretty jacked up hair and a whole bunch of prizes, only one of them shaving cream.

And the best part is, you get to look in the bag and see what's in there first. Any humiliation you happen to suffer will be in private.

What I'm getting at is that is that the drawer on my IKEA Malm bed is again filled to the brim with sex toys that companies have sent me. I cannot fuck them all--some are duplicates, some I lack the requisite body parts and/or general moxie to have relations with them.

Want some?  Here's how it works:

--Pick out what you'd like (multiple choices are fine--I'll fill a whole damn box for you if you want.). 

--You pay for shipping, plus a tip for gas/the fact that I am mailing sex toys at my post office in broad daylight. Shipping alone for a USPS priority medium box is $16.10, large is $21.50. My PayPal is jillhamilton001@gmail.com and my Venmo is @jill-hamilton-123.  

--Crossed out items are no longer available.

--If you use a link on a listing with an asterisk to buy something on your own, the blog gets a wee cut, which I will immediately waste on Coke Zero.  

Here's what I have:

First, the lovely and generous folks at Adam and Eve sent me a big-ass box of their top-selling toys, many of which I can personally recommend. (These particular toys are still virgins, fear not.)

--*Clone-A-Willy, a kit so you can make a vibrating silicone replica of your dick. It's in "light" skin tone, so if you're darker than that, you're gonna be fucking with a white dick. They do sell darker ones though. Black dicks matter.   

--*Fleshlight Go Surge, a nicely heavy penis masturbator. It's for "the man on the go, leading a fast paced lifestyle," but I imagine it still works if you're just lying around in your bed jerking off, again. 

--*Satisyer Pro 2 Air Pulse Stimulator, these pulse-y clitoral vibrators are pretty fucking great.  

--*Eve's Rechargeable Thrusting Rabbit, just have to lie back and be ravished

--*Eve's Petite Private Pleasure Wand, it's small but super versatile and powerful. One of my favorites, not that you asked.

--*Magic Wand Rechargeable, the original "personal massager" 

--*Satisfyer Breathless, a smaller air pulse clit vibrator, plus vibration

--*Pure Enrichment Peak Wand Massager, small, quality wand for all the groinal enrichment you require.

--*Fifty Shades of Grey Greedy Girl G-Spot Rabbit Vibrator, if you're from several years ago

--*Sports Sheets Under the Bed Restraint System, because someone is in for it. 

Here's what ELSE I've got, as I'm just now uncomfortably realizing that I am indistinguishable from a sex toy hoarder.

Penis toys:

--Two Adam's Penis Extenders with ball strap, in both "realistic" and "fantasy." I don't think these models are available any more, but they look like this. Plus one plain ol' Adam's Extension

Butt stuff:

--*Booty Bliss Vibrating Beads, for your booty bliss needs.

--*Three Hearts Gem Anal Plug Set, in metal, small, medium and large. Bliss factor unknown. 

--*Rechargeable Dual Entry Vibe/ w remote, double penetration without the social awkwardness

--*Adam's Glass Prostate Massager, pretty much what it says in the name there

Vibrators:

--*Eve's Thrusting Rabbit with Orgasmic Beads, even has a turbo mode.

--Eve's Bliss Vibrator, a rabbit vibe that is no longer available but it's akin to this.

--Bess Clitoral Vibrator, it's pokey!

--Unicorn set, a small three-piece set with a little clit suction vibe, a thruster and a vibrator.

--Tingle all the Way Christmasy bullet vibe, if you don't care what holiday your bullet vibe celebrates

--Emojibator Eggplant Vibrator, wee vibrator shaped like the eggplant emoji

Potpourri!

--*Eve's Ultimate Thrusting Strapless Strap-On, you fuck someone and the vibrator fucks you--just lots of things getting fucked. 

--*Inflatable Position Pillow, get things where they need to go

--*Tickled Pink Babydoll, lingerie in size L/XL 

--Blindfold, fox fur body tickler, a feather teaser and some bamboo silk rope 

--*Manscaping kit

--*After Dark board game, hey man, it's rated 4 stars

--Coochy Shave Cream (SEE????) and after shave protection spray, lip gloss (for...couples--dunno what that means), massage oil w/ CBD, massage oil in "sugar" scent

Lube (OMFG. So. Much. Lube)

--Wicked Ultra Heat silicone lube, Wicked Sensitive, Wicked Simply Aqua, Wicked Hybrid, flavored lubes (birthday cake, cotton candy, cherry, strawberry)

*deep breath*

--Anal lube, warming anal lube, Lube for toys in regular, warming and cooling, and some silicone lube, lots of water-based lube, a silicone-water hybrid. Also two kinds of CBD-infused pleasure gels/oils, this one and this one.

Let me know what you want.

xo

jill

PS Last time I inadvertently sent a package to a man's home address, instead of his secret mistress's address. Which was bad. So yeah. I am changing lives with my work. What are you doing with your One Precious Life?

Monday, January 3, 2022

Happy New Tears!

U up?
"Happy New Tears!" texted my old friend in what turned out to be an oddly prescient typo. 

On New Year's Eve, I think we all imagine a glorious new future with less fucked-up versions of ourselves who publish books, do yoga and finally quit (insert vice here). It's the same kind of magical thinking that makes me think that, despite all apparent evidence, I will somehow not actually die and that's something that applies to other people. (Sorry everyone else!)

But what if the new year really is gonna be a bunch of new tears? Until this year (and 2016 obviously), I had never actually considered this very probable possibility. And I'm 56 fucking years old!

So far this year I have seen a really important relationship end and, in an unrelated incident, shat my pants in a hotel in Gilroy, California. This was just by January 2nd. (I also got a iced coffee at Starbucks that had disturbing almond milk in it that was somehow simultaneously curdled and weirdly heavy, but that seems less important here, though possibly related.)  

My point is that, hell, this year will probably have some tears. I've been crunching the numbers and it seems pretty darn likely. So what are we to do? IDK, enjoy what we can, while we can? 

In that spirit, I am now the proud owner of a MALM bed from IKEA that has two giant-ass storage drawers under it. Those drawers are filled--filled, I say!--with brand new sex toys that need to find their way into your secret storage space, or whatever you're calling your butt/pussy/various and sundry holes these days. (If you're new here, people send these to me even though I can only have sex with so many items, despite valiant efforts.)

The deal is this: Tell me thing(s) what you want and I will send it to you for the cost of shipping, plus, if you can (yes), a tip for gas/assuaging my embarrassment over mailing boxes of sex toys. You can also request that I just fill a box with random stuff for you. LMK what you're into and you'll get a box o' sex stuff. My email is jillhamilton001@gmail.com. (My Paypal is jillhamilton001@gmail.com and my Venmo is @jill-hamilton-123.) Shipping alone for a medium sized priority box is $15.50, large is $21.90. Small single items are usually less than 10 bucks. You can also skip me entirely and buy anything through the links (if there's no *, the blog gets a cut.)

Anyway, let me know if any of these strike your fancy. (And yes, I know that I've just become a sex toy giver away blogger, but that's gonna change during this bright new year! Unless, you know, more fucking tears,)

Oh, and two other things:

-I was named one of the top Sex Blogging Superheroes by the glorious Kinkly.com despite rarely even actually writing, so even more impressive!

--Some guy donated $20 to my blog (thanks guy!), then a few months later emailed "Could you please tell me what I purchased for $20 on Oct. 12 because I have no idea? It could you please do this ASAP, also?"  He did not ask for a refund, even though I offered him one. Perhaps he realized the true wisdom of fugue state purchases. 

So. The first item deserves a special mention because it was the first thing I had to hide from the workmen who were in my house and because they had a Christian fish sticker on their truck, I assumed (perhaps wrongly) that they didn't want to see that I was in possession of a....

15 INCH DARK RIDER DILDO, a truly massive dick that I, honestly, can see no practical use for. But if you want him to be yours, he can!  

My less glorious/alarming, but still mighty fine offerings are:

--BlueMotion Nex3 remote-control couples ring so new, I don't think it's widely available. 

--Eve's Twirling Rabbit Vibrator

--Royal Rabbit Warming Vibrator

--Womanizer Original (these are good, real good)

--Eve's Clit Tickling Rabbit

--Zalo Bess Clitoral Vibrator*

--Zalo Unicorn Suction Set*

--Zalo Rose Series Rose Vibrator*

--Sweetheart swirl glass dildo

--Metal bullet vibe, and another one

--Hands Free Shower Bunny (I cannot find this anywhere online but it's a sizable waterproof rabbit vibrator that sticks to a shower wall via suction cup)

--Rechargeable dual entry vibe (w/ remote control)  

--Nixie waterproof 10 function vibe

 

Coupley stuff

--Wild weekend couples toy kit (look for yourself)

--Vibrating anal bead stick 

 

Stuff Penises (Peni?) Might Like

--Adam's Tight Stroker with Massage Beads 

--Intensity Power Stroker

--Penis extension with ball strap in extremely Black or oddly shiny Caucasian 

 

 Lingerie that fits if you have big boobs like me

--Super cute Lovehoney Twilight Rose Black Lace Babydoll Set (Even better, comes in size 1X/2X)

--Flower lace baby doll and thong (plus size!) 

--Fifty Shades of Grey Captivate Wine Chiffon Multiway Bra Set (size 1X/2X) 

 

Novelty vibes

--Candle Warming Vibrator Wand*

--Eggplant Emojibator (a wee bullet vibe)*

--Chickie Emojibator (Dunno, a little chick vibration suction thing???)*

--Queenie swan finger vibe*

 

Random stuff

 --An inflatable position pillow

--A Kegel Training Set

--After Dark, a game!

--Rechargeable Manscaping Kit and shave cream for any gender

Also sex candles that melt into massage oil, bondage rope, feather ticklers, bondage tape, blindfolds, sex wipes, lube including cherry and strawberry flavored. Can give you more info. Just ask.

Okay then, I have been doing tedious linking so long it's now dark and my legs are numb from sitting on the floor by the MALM. But I haven't shat myself today. Yet. 

I'll take it.

Thanks for listening.

xoxo

jill