Jayden James and Nikki Rhodes are both gorgeous, charming, and (clearly) creative. Can't you imagine sitting down to a nice meal with the family with one of these girls? Sure, she might have a little food dye on her lips, but as long as no one serves popsicles for dessert, everything will be ok.

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Previously: Sticky, Sweet, Serious Work In "Popsicle Play"

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Popsicle Play

Studio: Abigail Williams Productions
Director: O. Cohen
Cast: Samantha Ryan, Nika Noir, Ava Rose, Nikki Rhodes, Jayden James, Ann Marie Rios

This movie is wet in the best possible way. The first scene has Nika Noir and Samantha Ryan work each other to a slow, screaming lather. They get wet, I get wet (which really isn't supposed to happen, I'm a guy), and it's literally raining on them the entire time. Sadly, a popsicle is missing from this scene, but there was a delightful, popsicle-colored vibrator in use.

Actually, the absence of popsicles was a bit concerning at times. Certain scenes—like Nika and Samantha's—could've used one, especially when the cover shows an intimate moment between the girls involving a Cherry Pineapple Big Stick. Ann Marie Rios has the only solo work in the film, and she is also missing a frozen treat. Then again, what she lacks in sugar, she more than makes up with seething. She masturbates like a schizophrenic, half-laughing/half-crying to the point of blazing orgasm.

On the other hand, I'm happy the popsicles were few. It makes them exciting! Jayden James and Nikki Rhodes start off their scene with some intense snack time: holding a Firecracker in her teeth, Jayden colors Nikki's nipples red. Then the girls double-team-deepthroat the ice lolly down to the stick. Have you ever wished your penis were a popsicle? You will.

But it's important to remember that the popsicle isn't a surrogate penis, and you shouldn't be projecting yourself onto unhealthy snacks. For one, you could never have intercourse because sugar is bad for the vagina and is prone to cause yeast infections (The More You Know!). Besides, remember what Belladonna taught us?

Second, it's ok to identify with girls in porn, even lesbian porn; accept your desire for both the active and passive roles! Really, when you're watching Darryl Hannah mouthfuck Ava Rose with a popsicle, and the camera is so close that you can read the joke off the stick, you'd be silly if you didn't want to be one of the girls.

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Hey, a girl needs something to serve with her F Cup Cookies, right?

· Niigata Bust Pudding from Japan (yuhmm.com)

Above, we have the original Paris commercial, below, Audrina. Who do you think is more likely to win your vegan friends back over to the dark side? (Our heart belongs with Paris, we must admit. She just brings that little extra something to the ad, you know?) But hey, we want to know what you think. Watch the videos, then take the poll below.

Food and sex. It's a natural pairing. Sensuous and decadent, food and sex have gone finger in mouth for millennia. Really, what could be more erotic than feeding grapes to Caesar? And who doesn't immediately revisit the kitchen scene from 9 1/2 Weeks whenever they hear that "Bread & Butter" song? Bottom line: Sex is delicious. We like eating pussy. Swallowing come. Devouring a girl like she was your last meal. Join Madeline for this week's lickable picks from the best of the sexblogosphere. Even though that's not really a word.

Ice Cream

He lifts the whole thing to his mouth, like drinking from a bucket. There's no way he can drink a gallon, but he's going to try. My clit swells as I watch his throat move, and if I watch carefully I can even see his tummy grow a bit with each swallow, each gulp traveling down to press it out a little more. A loop of melted cream falls across the soft flesh just above his nipple, and I offer to lick it off.

-Stuffies

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Guest Post: Ken

As she reached my stomach, she began teasing me as I had her…coming oh so close to sensitive areas and then skirting away. First my pelvis, then my entire body began to writhe and move under her touch. Blessedly she finally took me in her mouth, beginning slowly but quickly picking up the pace. And then in one swift move, she took all of me in her mouth. I was stunned…no one had been able to do that before and it felt incredible.

-Confessions of an Adulterer

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In Which I Am Subject to a Terrifying Premonition!

His tongue tapped against my clit and I heard myself gasp. Because his mouth was full and I didn't know how to tell him, I start talking to myself, silently, saying dirty things: You slut. You little whore, opening your legs to a stranger. You like that? I do, I do. My legs shook more, and I came with great relief. Brian's tongue kept on at my clit, slow and steady, soothing me as my limbs returned to normal. "Thank you," I choked when he came up for me.

-Living Somewhat Dangerously

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Unmanned

He takes off his clothing and stands tall before me, pulling me up by the hair to his cock.

I cannot take it deep enough. I cannot get into position quickly enough. I cannot balance. My body is too clumsy and too slow. I am always one step behind his impossible demands. He will give me two things to do at once, and take me to task for not completing one of them first. It is a trap, a test set for me to fail at every point.

—The Seduction of Infidelity

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At Your Service

It is a symbiosis. Your pleasure comes from my arousal. If I am happy serving you, then you are pleased. If I am joyous at worshiping your cock, then you are doubly pleased. You spank me to hear my pleasure moans, but never in anger. You use my body to your satisfaction, knowing that I love to be your toy. I know that my best efforts are always rewarded. I am happily at your service.

-Ravenous

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Girl as Cake

By the end of the evening, we had all literally devoured her, sweet girl that she was.

After we had helped ourselves to the sponge cakes, which we ate from plates and from her naked body, one of our gang moved to the chair at the end of the table, sat down, and helped himself to dessert-namely, her clit.

-Byron's New Adventures

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Forget what the song says about diamonds—fruits and vegetables are way more helpful for a girl in need. Just ask our new friend right here: we doubt a diamond ring would make her anywhere near this happy.

· hot blonde masturbates with a banana (xtube.com)

Their breakfast starts the way ours always have, with eggs, and some fruit, and a side of toast... but after some preliminary eating, it veers off in a completely different direction. Apparently, a truly balanced breakfast includes a hefty share of cunnilingus. We'll keep that in mind for the future.

· "Perversions of Lesbian Lust" (gamelink.com)
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Forbidden Fruit

· Forbidden Fruit (atom.com)

But props to Padma Lakshmi for bucking the trend and chewing on some ribs—if someone had to venture into uncharted oral fixation territory, we're glad to see it was her.

· Great Moments in Sexy Celebrities With Food in Their Mouths (uncoached.com)

February seems so early for something called Spring Training, but as red-blooded American baseball fans know, February's the time to oil up your glove, rub some spit into your palms, take a few good strokes, get a hit and slide into home. We know it sounds dirty, but probably that's why they still call baseball America's pastime. C'mon, sluggers, we all know baseball's got the best euphemisms for fucking. Strap on your cup and board the bus with Madeline for your spring training: It might not be midsummer yet, but things sure are heating up.

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decisions

I asked why he was going so slow and he told me to shut up. I grabbed his ass and that made him go faster. Jack knew that I liked this and kept going faster. He knew how much getting cum on me turned me on as much as it did him, so he pulled out and straddled between my hips and stomach. He took his cock in his hands and began stroking. Jack grabbed my hair and lifted my head so I could watch him. He told me that he was close and to expect what I wanted from him. It didn't take that much after he said that when he started to cum. He got it on my face and ran down my neck and then there was some on my tits.

-Sex and Baseball

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Temporary Insanity

"You want this?" I grunted and teased her with the hot lubed sensation massaging easily against her bare anus. I stroked softly. The sensation of the very tip against her soft flesh made me hotter. Her skin was so soft. Her voice so syrupy smooth. She had the perfect sex voice and in the midst of the sex, she couldn't control her urges.

-The Dirty Details

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When does fucking become making love?

I can remember the first time that things changed. He announced that he was going to make love to me and the sex was slow and gentle. It felt as if he made me a part of him. He kept whispering how much he loved me in my ear, against my neck, his lips moving the words on mine. Our bodies were so tightly melded together, belly to belly, thigh to thigh as my legs wrapped around his and drew him ever closer. My orgasm was quiet and soft, but so fulfilling.

-Having My Cake And Eating It Too

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nub

The situation had arisen that, somehow, we ended up face to face on the hard floor, the weight of our cojoined bodies focused on the pivoting rocker of my spine, my hips cupped to contain his, my shoulders lifted to his chest as his breath expelled sharply into my ear. My body a cradle, the lullaby of lust the tune that we sang.

I lightly rub myself against the leather sofa to feel the expanding pain, relishing the unseen mark of an abandoned moment.

-Carnalis

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Sore

You look at your forearm. Run your fingers over part of it, and wince again. You have a bruise. You rack your brain - how on earth did you get bruised there?

Then you remember where - and last night comes rushing back. You got it from bracing yourself against the headboard. On your stomach, arms holding onto the wooden headboard, spine curved almost to the point of snapping as he fucks you from behind. You're not quite on your knees; you strain to prop yourself up under his weight.

-Heartbreak Nymphomania

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No Reason

I pulled down my tights, sighing.

"I cannot wait til fucking summer. No more tights. You can just put your hand between my legs and just like. Just like..." I wandered off, watching him take off his pants, seeing a little wet spot on his underwear. I took a couple steps toward him. And our hands went everywhere. We became hands.

-The Late Bloomer Finally Blooms

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