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Review: Lovemoiselle Cecile

When Vibrator.com asked if I’d like to try out some new sextoys, Lovemoiselle ceramic dildoes/vibrators, I was thrilled. I already like glass toys, and I figured the ceramic should be just like it.  I selected the Lovemoiselle Cecile, as I already have a fair amount of g-spot toys and thought I should try something different. I was attracted to the gentle undulations.

Pretty, ain’t it?

On the positive side, ceramic is easy to clean, durable (just don’t drop it on a hard surface and it should last you a lifetime), pretty, smooth, and conducts heat well (according to the packaging it warms to your body faster than glass). I had high hopes for this. I was so excited to try it out.

First I gave the vibe a try. It takes 2 AAA batteries and it’s easy to open the battery compartment. The button at the end controls the whole thing - cycling through six different vibratory patterns. The button isn’t as sensitive as the ones on Lelo products, and that’s a plus. (If only the Lelo vibes had these less-easy-to-push buttons!) So far so good, right? Alas, like most battery-powered vibes, it was pretty weak. Nice for a tease but not likely to get me off.

Next we tried it inside, I lubed myself up and MasterDoc slid it in. At first it was nice, but as he pushed it in further it became uncomfortable. I realized that the diameter of the vibe gradually gets larger towards the end. And unfortunately for me it was too large to be comfortable - it felt like it was scraping along my pubic bone from time to time. I later compared it to the glass dildo I like so much, and indeed this has more girth.

So unfortunately my high hopes were not met, but I have to say I’m still excited about using ceramic for sex toys - I just want to try a narrower, non-vibrating one next time. Like, say, the Lovemoiselle Aveline. (The Cecile seems to have the largest diameter of them all according to Vibrator.com info.) Ceramic makes for a green sex toy - check out the other green sex toys at Vibrator.com.

Thank you to Vibrator.com for giving me the chance to try my first ceramic sex toys!

Review: Acuvibe Mini

Babeland sent me the most wonderful toy recently - the Acuvibe Mini.

As you can see, it resembles the Hitachi Magic Wand (and, of course, the full-sized Acuvibe). And indeed, it is very similar. Unlike the Magic Wand, it is cordless - and as it’s rechargeable and not battery powered it’s STRONG. The vibrations, I mean.  It only has one speed, but it’s comparable to the low speed on the Magic  Wand (which is just dandy for me, the high speed is often too much). And being so much smaller (and cordless!) than the Magic Wand it’s so much easier to use on yourself, or a friend. It’s also prettier than the Magic Wand, which looks almost clinical.

It comes with an adapter for charging and in 8 hours it’s fully charged for the first time and ready to go. I used it to masturbate on Thursday. MasterDoc took it out on Friday night to a club and the ladies who tried it liked it a great deal. The next night we used it for a while at the club ourselves and then again at home. Eventually the power ran down and the vibration slowed. Not having been there Friday night I’m not sure how long in total the charge lasted. It probably needs frequent recharging, but it should last a good long sex session just fine.

I LOVE the Acuvibe Mini. Seriously, this is one of the best sex toys I have gotten to review. Thank you Babeland!

Swinging in the Suburbs

Saturday night MasterDoc and I went out to a swing club in the suburbs. He had been there the night before with S., and found it to be a good crowd. But wouldn’t it figure that the night he takes me the crowd turns out to be older? Average age - 60? 65? I was by far the youngest person there with the exception of the couple that ran the place.

Mostly I wasn’t attracted to who was there, although there was one alluring Latina (in her 40s maybe?) in a wrap dress. So I pointed her out to MasterDoc and we smiled at her and her guy. She smiled back and MasterDoc said, “Looks like we’re in.” We went over to talk with them. The lady got up, had me sit down then she sat on the arm of the sofa right by me. I ran my hand along her hip and she said that she likes that, and suggested we go into the other room. As she took my hand and we went into the next room she told the men that we were going to “talk.” Yeah, right. They didn’t believe that for one second.

So she led me into the play room - which is mostly sofas (which suck for playing on) but there’s a bed in a dark corner. She led me right over to that and started to take off her wrap dress. I took off my blouse and started touching her smooth skin. Soon, I was naked but she opted to keep her underwear on. The men came in just a couple of minutes after we went back there. Of course they wanted to watch.

I stroked her body and reached into her bra to find her nipple, which I sucked on. She sucked on mine as well and she did it with the right amount of roughness - not too hard, not too soft. She clearly liked hers sucked hard so I did so. She had me lay back on the bed, and soon the guys were getting closer to be able to see what was going on - or to be able to join what was going on - probably a bit of both. I reached into her panties and played with her clit, making sure to keep it moist with her wetness from below. Her guy reached his hand over and took over. I played with her breasts some more. She declared that she wanted to get fucked.

MasterDoc was keen to oblige but first he had me suck his cock. I got it hard and then the lady wanted to have her turn, so I let her in and as she sucked I stroked his inner thighs, the places that I know make him feel good. Unfortunately, she was rough with him, and MasterDoc has an exremely sensitive penis head. This was not a good thing.

They ended up fooling around and I think he fingered her a bit. The guy (who I wasn’t into - it’s nearly inevitable that if I meet a couple and like the woman, I’m not that into the guy) played with me a bit, and he clearly had the goal of kissing me on the mouth. I wasn’t feeling it but eventually he worked his way there. She and he took turns going down on me, and he slid a finger inside. I wished that he moved his finger a bit as I really like getting fingered. His licking didn’t do much until I spread my lips apart and made my clit more accessible. I gradually reached orgasm, and when I came I came much harder because MasterDoc said, “That’s it. Come cunt,” which sends me further over the edge.

The interlude didn’t last long, and it was early yet so we got dressed and hung out in the lounge area again. There were slim pickings for the most part. There was one woman MasterDoc was interested in, and I wasn’t too keen on either her or hubby, but of course as submissive I was up for anything he wanted. It didn’t come to pass, however.

We spent some time in the play room because it was much quieter in there, and we watched porn while cuddling. He had me suck his cock a bit, and he spanked me a bit. I’m really craving some Domination and pain lately, so the spanking was divine. We fucked in the corner of the sofa a bit later; they had a velvet sofa that lined one wall and extended around the corners to cover part of the side walls. The corner gave us a chance for me to get on my knees and have MasterDoc fuck me from behind. The position was great for me, but difficult for MasterDoc as he had to bend his knees slightly. After that, he fucked me with me laying on the sofa and this position wasn’t so hot for me. Sofas are not good fucking places. Beds, people. If you own a swing club invest in some beds, futons, what have you (and not air mattresses!). A good mat on the floor is also preferable to the narrowness of a sofa.

We didn’t end up playing with anyone else, but when we got home we fucked some more. I also used a new butt plug on him as he brought himself to orgasm. (Oh so many reviews coming down the pike!) I’ve been so focused on not pushing MasterDoc’s cock out when I come lately that I haven’t been coming hard. So even though I loved the sex we had, I still felt unrelieved at the end of the evening. I asked if I could masturbate, and MasterDoc was surprised. I explained why, and he pointed out that he had only ordered me to not push his cock out that one time - I’m not expected to worry about it every single time we fuck. So now I know better for next time. He let me masturbate and he lent a hand to stroking my body and slapping my face. I felt so much better after I came.

Review: Lover’s Riding Crop from Sextoy.com

I feel a little inundated with sex toys lately. I have four things on hand to review, and one more on the way. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I do love me some sex toys. The latest toy I’ve gotten from sextoy.com is a riding crop. Over the past few months I’ve lost a couple of impact toys (one I’m sure will show up eventually, the other I fear was left accidentally at a club) so we’ve been short on things to hit me with. The first ever impact toy I played with and really liked was a riding crop so I was eager to have another.

The Lover’s Riding Crop is a really affordable impact toy - $14.04 at sextoy.com. It can be used gently, tapping on your lover’s behind, or it can be vicious and stingy if you swing it with just a little force. It’s red and black which of course are the most suitable colors for an evil, pain inflicting sex toy. It seems to be made well and looks like it will last a long time. MasterDoc was quite happy to use it on my ass. And tits. And pussy. And I was quite happy to receive it. Depending on how hard you swing it, it can be intense or not so intense. It’s easier to control than, say, a flogger, which makes it a good first impact toy. And it can be oh so very stingy. Make no mistake, this bugger can hurt. I definitely recommend that all bdsm-inclined people have a riding crop.

In The Flesh

Last night I went out to In The Flesh again, and met up with Diva and Tess. I hadn’t seen Michelle in a while so I invited her along as well. We met for dumplings (cheapest dinner I have ever gotten in NYC) and drinks beforehand. At dinner I also got to meet another model for the forthcoming NYC Sex Blogger Calendar. Diva was all abuzz with planning the calendar release party on November 6th. I can’t wait. Should be even more fun this year since I know a couple of people in it better.

At In The Flesh, I again experienced what a small world it is. (At least in the realm of sex-positive people.) I’ve mentioned my friend S. here a few times, she also dates MasterDoc, and I’ve met her daughters a couple of times. Well her eldest daughter was there last night and she didn’t remember me so I tentatively said hello and reminded her that we met. No sooner had that happened when the woman she was with said, “I think I know you too. We went on a couple of dates a while ago.” Yup, indeed this woman was a librarian I had a couple of dates with a while back. Small world indeed. (I won’t even go into how I made the piss-poor choice of going on the second date with this woman despite being sick at the time. Yeah, enthusiasm only counts when you’re not infectious. Needless to say that was our last date.)

The readings were sexy and sometimes funny. It was LGBT night so it was a pretty appropriate night for me to bring along a woman I’m dating (Michelle). Yet again I was lame, and I only gave her a quick kiss as we said goodbye on the subway later on. I get particularly awkward with kissing women in public. I need to get over that.

There were many giveaways at the readings, and I won a book of gay erotica. It’s a pity that I’m not much for gay erotica or porn (I prefer lesbian or kink). I do enjoy watching two men together, in person, but not so much in porn. It’s strange, I know. After the party, while I used the restroom, a guy came looking for me - i.e., the winner of the gay porn book - and Michelle told him I was in the restroom. So after I came out, washed my hands, and rounded the corner, I ran into this guy. He was a really sweet gay man who was interested in that book I had won because it was about surfer boys, and his boyfriend is a surfer. He asked if I’d trade it for something. “Sure,” I said, “You have something to trade?” Sure enough, this guy had a big bag filled with sex toys and whatnot, including a couple of vibrators from Babeland still in the packaging. I gladly traded him the book for an Orchid G in aqua. (You know you’re too immersed in the world of sex toys when you spot a vibrator and immediately know the name of it!) I probably would have just given him the book even if he didn’t have anything I was interested in trading for. Hey, I’m a librarian, I like putting people together with books that are right for them.

My purse wasn’t that big last night, so I ended up taking my new vibrator on the subway with me - unwrapped (well still in packaging, but it was a clear bag). I kinda hid it against my umbrella, but I also found it really funny that I was riding the subway with an exposed vibrator. Somehow that fits my life. I got home to MasterDoc with some funny stories to share. All in all, it was a good night.

Thoughts on Porn

Last night, MasterDoc and I watched some porn as usual. When I’m put in charge of selecting porn I generally pick something from kink.com. Last night, he made the selection, and it was a vanilla group sex porn. Now, I find group sex a turn on, but I wasn’t especially turned on by the porn last night. It took me a while to get worked up, even when I was already on top riding him - and he had played with my pussy for a while, which I enjoyed. I wondered why it was hard for me to get into the sex. (Besides the fact that this was the worst porn I can recall seeing.)

It dawned on me, in the kink.com videos the women are engaged in the sex/kink they’re having. It’s hot because you’re watching something real happen. Now, not all vanilla porn is staged, but I find that the women seem like they’re faking it much more often in vanilla porn. And it’s the fakeness that turns me off. It’s much easier to fake vanilla sex - just lube yourself up and get fucked while making moans of supposed ecstasy. But when you’re being dommed your brain is engaged with the situation as well as your body. And that’s fucking hot. So I don’t think it’s just because I’m a kinky mofo that I prefer kink porn, I think it’s also the degree of engagement in the female performers. I want to watch hot sex - not people going through the motions.

It also helps that kink.com is known for being ethical and respectful of their performers. (Now if they’d only branch out into models with different body types, we’d be set.)

I did manage to get into things and have a great orgasm - and for the first time (?) in recollection I had to stop coming to catch my breath. MasterDoc was amazed.

After the first round of sex I got to select the next porn, and of course I put on something kinky. We cuddled and watched that for a while. He had me put a condom on him in preparation for the next time and told me to suck his cock hard. (The condom deadens sensations a little, so I can get much rougher when he has a  condom on.) I threw myself into sucking his cock roughly. Then MasterDoc put me on my knees on the liberator wedge at the edge of the bed. The wedge put me up just high enough for the penetration to be perfect. Oh god, did I get into the fucking that time. My moaning at times like that must be so animalistic. I feel amazing and struggle to hold back from coming. When he let me come I came long and hard.

I fell foward when he told me to, and caught my breath. I really felt like a cuddle would be nice, but MasterDoc’s phone rang while we were having sex so he checked it and had to get back to someone right away. Instead of sulking or getting cranky, I decided to be patient, and then when he was available to state my need - a cuddle. And of course I got the cuddle I needed. I went to bed last night feeling happy and wishing my time with MasterDoc could last even longer.

Lately I find myself longing to be in my collar and being submissive. I miss when MasterDoc and I would do shows for people. We’ve fallen into a bit of a rut sometimes - although it’s understandable since MasterDoc has been sick and had back issues as of late. There are some days when I long for him to do something to me which I detest, just so I can feel turned on by his control over me. I long for an extended period of pain before sex. I’m a kinky mofo indeed.

Not Another Play-by-Play

As I sit down tonight to write about the fantastic sex I had last night, I think of how some days I get bored writing about sex. Mind you, I don’t get bored having sex. But some days it feels like I say the same thing over and over here, “Blah blah blah, penis in vagina, blah blah blah, moan, writhe, pant, gasp, blah blah blah, not allowed to come for a while, blah blah blah, amazing orgasm.”

Again, I repeat that doing all this isn’t the least bit boring. Oh no. It’s fantastically exciting. But writing about it some days makes me wanna snooze.

So instead of a play-by-play, I’m going to reflect here on some thoughts I had last night and some moments that were particularly hot/intense. We had sex twice, my collar was on, although even when we forget to put my collar on I fall into sub mode when we have sex. MasterDoc is pretty relaxed when my collar is off, but there’s the understanding that even without my collar sometimes there’s times where my added respect is warranted. For example, when he gives me a direct order. Or when we’re getting down and dirty in bed. That’s when I either put in the “Sirs” myself or he reminds me. I know that some people always call their Dom or owner “Master” or “Sir” but I’m very happy to be in a more relaxed relationship. I do, however, have to work harder on making use I use the honorific “Sir” when my collar is on. As much as I love submitting to him, I can have a hard time with remembering “Sir.”

I’m only human, and some days/moments submitting is hard. I don’t feel like doing what he’s asking of me, or I’m cranky, or I’m feeling rebellious. But sometimes, things are just the opposite. Last night I was delighted to submit to him, delighted to wear the collar. Being his sub felt so right. I didn’t want to take the collar off. I felt so happy and thankful that my submissive side has been fulfilled by this relationship with MasterDoc. I’ve never had a D/s relationship before, I’ve only played prior to this, but it feels so good.

And not only does it fulfill a part of me, submitting is also incredibly hot. I kept thinking last night how the fact that whenever he wants a blow job, he can just tell me to do it and he gets one - this is really hot. Vanilla guys have to sometimes persuade their girlfriends to blow them, a Dom merely requests what he wants and get it. And that power is sexy. The fact that he controls my orgasms makes my arousal more intense. I had a blissful period of time last night, when I was on all fours, hugging a pillow and being fucked from behind, where I was in such ecstasy and yet such tension wanting to come. He really pushed me last night, and I bit my thumb, moaned, opened my eyes every now and then (and then they’d roll back into my head). He really kept me on the edge for an extended period of time. And when I came I worked hard to not let my muscles push him out - I did quite well although controlling that results in a strange sort of orgasm. I come, but it’s in fits and spurts.

Earlier, I rode him, my legs weary from exercise but my spirit being willing enough to propel me up and down on his cock.

After I’ve come, I’m speechless. The only speech I manage to regain quickly is the ability to say, “Thank you, Sir.” Then I lay down and bask in the afterglow - and catch my breath. As I cuddled up close to him last night I thought, “Life is good. I’m happy.”

(We used a new riding crop I got to review last night, and the pain was part of the pleasure for me. A review will come along shortly.)

Pleasurists #32

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Editor’s Pick

  • Midgets, fat men and baby carriages…oh my! Ninn Worx Collector’s Edition of “Catherine” by Laurel
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An Open Fan Letter to Sex Bloggers

While I am a sex blogger, I’m also an admirer of sex bloggers. I often lament that there’s not enough time in the day to follow all the excellent sex blogs out there. I have many in my feed reader but come across others all the time that I feel I should be following. I want to support the community by putting excellent blogs in my blogroll and by reading (and perhaps occasionally commenting although I’m not good about that) these quality blogs. Unfortunately, the more I put in my reader the less complete blog entries I manage to read. Being overwhelmed with sexy, informative, amusing, and moving posts tends to lead to more “quantity” and less “quality” in my sex blog reading life.

I sometimes find myself wishing that I lived or worked in New York City, because there’s all sorts of sexy events attended by sex bloggers on weekday evenings that are hard for me to get to. I’m sure they don’t realize this, but to an “outsider” (using the term loosely) the whole thing seems terribly glamorous. Who wouldn’t want to hang out with a bunch of sexy, sex-positive, smart and dynamic women? (Yes, there are guy bloggers too but I find myself mostly following women’s blogs.) I feel a bit like a groupie at times - wanting to be part of this glamorous grouping and yet feeling like I’m just dorky old me who doesn’t fit in.

Of course, all these sex bloggers (in NYC and elsewhere) who I admire probably think of themselves (at least some of the time) as “dorky old me” as well. I know that I certainly don’t think of myself as someone who’s part of the “cool crowd” but to someone on the outside I might seem that way. And that’s odd to think about. There’s a certain glamour to being a sex blogger, even if the blogger doesn’t feel that way about themselves. So I want to tell all you wonderful sex bloggers who I read: I look at you as the “cool kids” who I’d love to hang out with. And I appreciate that when it comes down to it, bloggers are regular people who welcome me to join them at these cool events. My only wish was that I was better able to get to them.

Horny Sunday

Today, I was really horny. I was determined to lure MasterDoc into having sex with me. I put on some porn, in particular some rough porn that he had bookmarked. (I will share the link but be warned, it’s definitely not for everyone. It’s very rough. Could definitely be triggering for survivors of sexual violence. I also want to state that while this turns me on as a fantasy, I wouldn’t do it with just anyone.) I watch the intense porn, getting wet while doing so. He knows that I’m trying to get him to have sex with me, but he’s intent on getting his Wii Fit done. I take the rough sex porn into the bedroom so I can masturbate. A short while later he joins me as I’ve got the bullet on clit and the curve dildo in pussy. He touches me, strokes and grabs my butt and runs his hands along my arms. He plays with the dildo a bit. I get really aroused from having him help me masturbate. He asks if he should let me come and I beg for it. He thinks on it for a while and I keep pressing the vibrating bullet against my hard clit. When he gives me permission to come, I come hard and loud. (One of these days the neighbors are bound to complain!) I come for a while, and he tells me, “One more, then that’s enough for you.” I ride the waves of sensation into another orgasm. He tells me that’s enough and I stop. He goes off into living room, but I keep watching porn.

After he’s gone, I use the bullet to come again. When he comes back a short while later to cuddle and I tell him I came again, he’s not so sure that it was approved. He asks if I knew I was being bad. I pointed out that I am allowed to masturbate twice a week, so this counted for one. He seems skeptical of my reasoning, but he doesn’t chastize me.

I keep prodding him hoping for more sex. He’s tired and his back hurts, plus he feels that if we’re going to have sex it should be excellent (and not boring) so my blog readers aren’t disappointed. (Yes, he really does think this.) I stroke and then suck his cock til it’s hard, hoping to entice him into sex. But then he has to let his cock go down so he can go pee. (Thankfully, he deferred peeing on me for another day.) He bemoans my extreme randiness. I say, isn’t it every man’s fantasy to have a nymphomaniac?

“When they’re 30. Not when they’re 54,” he says. “When they’re 54 they want a woman who will cook and clean.”

I declare that I want something up my ass. While he’s using the bathroom, I get the ripple butt plug and I finger my clit. He returns and says, “You’re playing with yourself again?” I smile naughtily. He lays next to me and plays with my pussy a little bit - just gently touching it. Eventually tells me to go ahead and put the plug in my ass. I lube it up and slide it in, enjoying feeling full. In the meantime, he’s stroking his cock and getting it hard again. He has me get a condom, and I get up to get one, leaving the plug in my ass. He fucks me from behind while the butt plug is in my ass. He presses in on the plug every so often and I moan louder at these points. I grunt and moan as it feels so good to have two holes filled. I beg to be able to come but he doesn’t let me right away. When he does tell me to come I had backed down slightly from the edge of orgasm and it took a great deal of concentration (and several seconds) to come. But I came.

Afterward, I could have gone for even more orgasms, but I decided I’d better be good and not ask for any more. He keeps calling me a greedy girl. I say I’m just horny.