What your O-face says about you, by the Mash sex columnist

FEW of us have a high opinion of our own features at the best of times. When locked in a rictus of orgasm, contorted with explosive bliss, it’s worse. 

If the eyes are the window to the soul, the cum face is wide-open French doors, all the lights on, at night with the curtains billowing. Everyone’s getting a look, and this is what it reveals about you:

The Joker

Smiling is a lovely way to spread warmth and happiness, so Cheshire-catting your climax shows you’re a polite and giving person keen to show your appreciation. Theoretically. For the woman below you, she’s suddenly in bed with an evil clown. Her screams are not simultaneous orgasm but terror.

Death Row

The French call it la petit mort, or the little death, but you’ve taken it all the way up the green mile. When you finally get there you offer your boyfriend a glimpse of what you’d look like in the electric chair: mouth frothing, limbs juddering, eyes rolling back into your skull. Is it any wonder he decently closes his eyes and thinks of Emma Stone?

The Hooked Fish

If you’re gormless at the best of times, a bulgy-eyed, slack-jawed cum face won’t surprise anyone. But if you’re one of those distinguished, fine-boned lovers people would expect to transform from Clark Kent to Superman when he orgasms, suddenly gasping like a landed trout will shock. Though it does explain your Tinder photo.

The Fireworks

For the maximalist who pulls out all the stops: shrieking, flailing arms and legs, bursting into a spontaneous chorus of Kool and the Gang’s Celebration. Means she’s either blessed with a low bliss threshold or, most probably, overacting.

The Rock

Not a reference to what Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson’s cum face might look like – for that see The Joker, above – but a flat, boulder-like absence of all facial expression. If even ejaculating leaves you as expressionless as a Victorian photograph, you’re a very sincere, honest person who could do with being much, much less so.

Your astrological week ahead for November 2nd, with Psychic Bob

Aries, March 21st–April 19th

Hundreds of single women in your area want to chat with you. About their cats and what a shit their ex-boyfriend is. F**k that.

Taurus, April 20th–May 20th

Have loud sex at 3am on the cold, wet paving slabs where your wheelie bins are. That’ll show those fox bastards.

Gemini, May 21st–June 21st

Dressed crab sounds like it’s all togged up in cute clothes until you realise it is in fact crab flesh forced back inside its own carcass as if Ed Gein designed the menu.

Cancer, June 22nd–July 22nd

That mailing list you signed up to on a whim is going to email you until you’re dead. Then it will dig up your corpse and ask if you’re sure you don’t want recipe kits delivered.

Leo, July 23rd–August 22nd

The Lord of the Rings is full of hotties for ladies to incorporate into their sexual fantasies: Aragorn, Legolas, Boromir. Probably skip Frodo and Pippin. They’re good-looking but your Middle Earth sex fantasy won’t be very realistic if they don’t have tiny little hobbit cocks.

Virgo, August 23rd–September 22nd

Mercury is in retrograde, which means absolutely f**k all. But do an Instagram reel about it anyway.

Libra, September 23rd–October 22nd

Resist the temptation to tell obsessive Bob Dylan fans he sounds as if a Muppet is wearing him on their hand and doing the voice.

Scorpio, October 23rd–November 21st

Oranges are not the only fruit. Well, obviously. Maybe do a bit more research for your next book. Jeanette Winterson, you lazy cow.

Sagittarius, November 22nd–December 21st

This week you will find love in the form of a tall, dark stranger. Shit, it’s the Babadook! 

Capricorn, December 22nd–January 19th

Quickly do a tidy and run the hoover round every night before you go to bed so you don’t feel embarrassed during a home invasion.

Aquarius, January 20th–February 18th

Avoid the boring parts of having a family by eating an entire M&S lasagne for four.

Pisces, February 19th–March 20th

Taureans are often perceived as being stubborn and argumentative. Unfortunately you’re not a Taurus, you’re just a pain in the arse to work with.