I’ve been browsing around for new lube, since I’ve chewed through a bottle of Astroglide in a ridiculous amount of time.  I also never intend to use Astroglide again, because my bottle of Astroglide smells like bubble formula.  Things that smell like bubble formula do not belong in my vagina.

Wet Synergy Lubricant is a hybrid of silicone and water that does not smell like a children’s playground.  Something like that shouldn’t earn it points in my book, but it does.

Synergy is thicker than any other lubricant that I’ve tried (Astroglide, Wet Platinum, and some lube from Tantus), and even though it’s a hybrid of water and silicone, it doesn’t start to feel tacky like water-based lubricant does.  It maintains the satin-like texture that I associate with silicone lubricant, and has a relatively comparable staying power to silicone lube.

The thickness of Synergy has made it very useful for anal play, and has been an absolute blessing when it comes to lubing up toys.  Silicone lubricant tends to piss me off because it drips off my toys instantly, making an unholy mess.  No more, I say!

However, this isn’t the perfect lube.  It’s good, but not perfect.  It’s supposed to be hypoallergenic.  I can verify that it certainly hasn’t irritated my skin, but I’m not particularly sensitive.  However, it does contain glycerin, which is a nightmare for people that are prone to yeast infections.  It also made my partner’s urethra burn when I slathered it on him to use for a handjob.  Does that have to do with the glycerin?  I don’t know… but I made sure never to put it on his cock again.  His ass has no problem with it, though, and lube is far more essential to a proper anal experience for him than it is to an enjoyable handjob experience.

It isn’t especially pleasant-tasting, either… it has that artificial-tasting sweetness that is common among most lubricants.  I mean, it isn’t bad.  It’s not like licking rancid ass.  But I don’t particularly like it.  That suits me just fine, since I won’t be using this on the slutling’s penis.

Can you use it with silicone toys?

Good question.  Because this lube contains silicone, I generally don’t, unless I have the toy secured by a condom.  As with any silicone lube, you would have to ask the toy manufacturer about the toy’s compatibility with the lubricant.

Ultimately, I’ve enjoyed the addition of Wet Synergy to my toy bag.  In my bedroom, its benefits have far outweighed its few downfalls.  I wouldn’t recommend it to people who are irritated by glycerin, and I wouldn’t use it in acts such as sounding, or handjobs.  However, it has been an excellent lubricant for use with my toys, and in anal play.

Thank you, Goodvibes, for providing me with the Wet Synergy Lubricant!  Without it, I would definitely be fucking myself a lot less… and let’s be honest, no one wants that.

 

I straight-up love fisting, you guys.

If you just winced, give yourself a slap on the wrist.  Two, maybe.  And don’t you dare enjoy it.  This isn’t sexytime-slapping.  This is shame-on-you.  No, this shame isn’t sexy either.

I know that there’s a pretty big stigma against fisting because people are sexually uninformed.  (Do you like how I took the gentle route there and didn’t call them idiots?  I’m trying not to alienate potential members of my audience by slinging around the I-word.)  They’re convinced that a whole hand would never fit up there, and that they’d have to be super-loose to take it, and it would never fit because they prefer two fingers, and “couldn’t possibly” take more.  Here’s a non-hostile article about why talking about being “loose” because of the frequency and size of an insertion is stupid.  (Seriously.  The vagina is a muscle.  Try kegels if you think you’re lacking.)

People also seem to imagine that fisting is forced, violent, and is meant to be painful.  It’s kind of like applying the original connotation of “fuck” to fisting.  I’m not sure where it got this reputation, since it’s hardly mentioned in popular culture, but it’s a completely unwarranted reputation.

 

Fisting isn’t necessarily cramming your entire hand into someone’s cunt.  Technically, it’s just four fingers and a thumb inside.  The slutling’s entire hand doesn’t fit inside me in the duck bill position; I’m not even sure he can get past his knuckles.

I suppose I should make myself look human for a moment by admitting that when I was in high school, I too winced at the idea of being fisted.  In fact, I didn’t think my ex would ever be able to put more than two fingers in me.  His fingers were enormous, I never got very aroused, and I was never very well-lubricated with him.  I couldn’t even fathom the idea.  Even after we broke up, I didn’t say, “Let’s see if I can find someone to wear me like Lambchop!”

Photo courtesy of Xmech

In fact,  I was fisted for the first time on a whim.  The slutling was fingering me (wearing gloves, of course), and it felt fantastic, so I asked him to insert another finger… and then I asked him to make the “duck bill” shape (shown here at the right, from Beyond Xs and Ys) and use his thumb. Oh my god.  It all happened very naturally, and I was absolutely shocked that there was no pain.  There was some gentle movement, but none of that hardcore thrusting that people assume fisting involves.  (Hint: it often doesn’t.)

Fisting is now a semi-regular part of my sex life.  The only time I enjoy having my cervix touched is when I’m being fisted, and I absolutely love the sensation of fullness that fisting provides.  Being my boyfriend’s hand puppet is an incredibly unique experience for me, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Basic fisting guidelines:

  • Make sure your nails are trimmed!
  • Use gloves!  (This will prevent concern about your nails – gloves are great for hot, safe hand sex.)
  • Use lubricant!  There’s no such thing as too much lube, but there is such a thing as too little.
  • Communication is absolutely necessary.  Go slowly and listen to your partner.
  • Be ready to have your mind blown.

In this interview (which features one of best fisting pictures in the world), Courtney Trouble describes fisting thusly:

Fisting is simply four fingers and a thumb sliding into a vagina (or ass, for those inclined and well-lubed). The hand then slips delicately inside the hole, past the knuckles and anywhere along the palm of the hand, even up to the wrist. It’s basically allowing the vaginal muscles to decide how little, or how much, the body wants to take in. The fistee is left feeling full, and often times the fister can feel the beating of the heart, muscle swelling, and the walls of the vagina moving up and down the hand. There’s a misconception that’s it’s forced in, when most fisting is initiated entirely by the person getting fisted. In fact, it’s usually the vagina itself that will decide to just swallow a hand entirely.

Once the hand is fully inside, it generally stays still, allowing both parties to experience that connection. Some movement is natural, and after a while, light thrusting may or may not happen. Every once in a while it might be faster or harder, but in general, fisting is all about a hand and a hole listening to each other very closely. It’s one of the most beautiful, intimate sex acts I’ve ever experienced. It’s sex positive and builds a deeper connection between sex partners. It’s encourages deeper communication. And most people who have been fisted will probably tell you, it’s one of the best ways to orgasm in the whole wide world.

Word, Courtney.  Word.

Educate Yourself

Fisting Day Tumblr

Babeland’s Fisting Instructions

  • (The instructions are sound, despite the fact that the post is a bit rooted in gender binary.)

xMech’s Fisting How To

Fisting Basics by Scarlett Chaos at the Crash Pad Series blog.

 

Other Fisting Day Posts

The Truth About Fisting by Courtney Trouble

 

Gone Fisting at Crevice Canyon

Fisting Day at Aag Blog

The Incredibly True Tale of the First Time I Was Fisted at Fleshbot

It’s National Fisting Day at True Pleasures

What About These Clenched Hands? at A Bedroom Blog

Today is International Fisting Day! at the SheBop Blog

Fisting Me Gently by Curvaceous Dee

 

 

“…do I actually have this on my crotch?  Yes.  Yes, it’s definitely touching me.  And I’m definitely holding it in the general region of my clit, but… is it on?  Of course it’s on, I can hear it.  I.. I think it’s touching my clit.  WHY CAN’T I FEEL ANYTHING?”

That’s pretty much everything you need to know about the Kiki Vibe from PicobongPicobong is a new, more affordable line from LELO, and so I expected… something from this toy.  Something other than what I was given.

I was excited about it, at first.  It’s cute!  (Look at the nubby shape!  The colors!)  It’s small!  (About as long as my palm.  In fact, that image beside you, courteously provided by Babeland, is about to scale, if you hold the product up to your monitor.)  THAT IS ADORABLE, right?  The outer shell of most of the vibrator (save the battery cap) is silicone. The entire toy is waterproof.  And while you may not have noticed this initially (as I didn’t, until the product was in my hands), the P and B are the + and – buttons.  That blew my mind.

I swear to god, I thought this thing was going to rock my world.  Just looking at it was like finding out that you can hold the shower head against your genitals.

So, I tore the Kiki out of the box, rinsed off the smudging that occurred from the black cardstock-like paper that held it in place, and hit the + button.  I was greeted by a vibration speed that I will dub, “Are you fucking kidding me?”

I hit the + button a couple more times.  Nothing happened.  I held the + button down, and the vibe began speeding up.  That was more like it.  Sort of.  I was having some trouble figuring out the vibration patterns, though.  I figured I’d just give it a test run anyway.

It comes with a manual.  Just read the manual, you guys.

For starters, the manual says that rechargeable batteries result in reduced vibration intensity.  After I took the Kiki on its test run, I read that warning and I was like, “Oh, THAT’S my problem!”  But no.  No, that wasn’t my problem, because I wasn’t using any of my rechargeable AAAs in the Kiki.  It was made this way.  The flaw is not in my battery choice.

The second thing you’ll gain from the manual is the knowledge that you have to hold down the + button for about two seconds to change the pattern settings.  The Kiki boasts twelve modes, which contain a decent amount of variety in the patterns.  One of them is even kind of… musical.  I thought that was cool.  I don’t own a single vibrator that has as much genuine pattern variety as the Kiki!  But with a motor that could lose a race against a slice of bread, there isn’t enough power available for me to ENJOY those settings.

Finally, Picobong boasts that the Kiki is near silent.  While it is a relatively quiet vibe, you’re going to be relatively quiet too… because it probably isn’t going to get you off.

Oh!  And one last complaint… more of a pet peeve, really.  Picobong’s box (and their site) says that the Kiki is great for C-spot stimulation.  Where the hell is your C-spot?  Can you show me?  I’m pretty sure they mean the clitoris.  That is not a “C-spot.”  It is a clitoris.  STOP, Picobong.  Stop that.   I hate that term.  “C-spot?”  It’s not a spot.  My vulva is not a Dalmatian.  It’s a clitoris.  It’s filled with twice as many nerve endings as the penis.  It is not a “spot” like the coin-sized G-spot.  It’s more of a nub shape, at best.  And it has a name.  The clitoris.  Don’t try to change it.  Next you’re going to be selling me dildos and telling me they’ll stimulate my “v-spot.”

Also, they say you can put the Kiki inside yourself to stimulate the vaginal opening.  Don’t make me laugh.

I spend my nights turning the Kiki on and off, switching between different settings, and dreaming about what sort of bliss my clitoris could be experiencing if this vibrator could plug into an electrical socket.

Thank you, Babeland, for providing me with the Kiki to review.  I KNOW I’m going to write a positive product review for you guys one day.  You’re a fantastic store with awesome products.  This just was not a fantastic vibrator.

Sep 262011
 

I’m definitely a self-proclaimed brat.  If I’ve got a smart-assed remark, I just have to get it out there, because I’m hilarious and the entire world must know it… even if I’m supposed to be an obedient little girl.  (I’m only a “girl” when I’m a little – never a boy – but my gender associations when I play certain roles are a can of worms for another post entirely.)

Because of my own mouthiness, I certainly don’t take (much) lip from the slutling… but I let him get away with it sometimes.  I have to let there be allowances somewhere, right?

Wrong.

 

After I shaved down the slutling’s pubes last night (part one of ongoing project: sissification), I was pretty eager to rub my tongue all over his newly-smooth pubic region.  The plan for today was that he was going to have to earn the right to cum.  I rubbed my face all over his groin, sucked him until he almost couldn’t stand it anymore, and then made him get dressed so we could go about our daily business.

Later, as he sat in his room, I instructed him to act on his desire to watch porn.  As it is every time we play the orgasm denial game, he was told to watch something he really liked, masturbate, take photos for me, and was not allowed to cum under any circumstance.

He did me one better and sent me a video.

That warranted a reward, right?

I mean, that was truly going above and beyond the call of duty.

I plugged him up, pulled out a pretty pair of panties for him to wear, and was going to bestow a treasure trove of delights upon him… but then he fucked it up.

As I was lightly slapping his ass, he said, “Master, are you going to keep patting me, or are you actually going to spank me?”

Oh hell to the no, slutling.  Master don’t play that.

I wailed on him.  I spanked his right ass cheek so extensively that I couldn’t feel my hand.  I threw in a couple blows on the left for good measure.  When I finally got tired of exerting myself by punishing a mouthy little slut, I opted to take the easy way out and introduce the slutling to a slightly more severe brand of impact play, by bringing in the Rippler.

Except I wasn’t going to fuck him with it.  That would be too kind, since he was begging me to peg his ass.  The point of this wasn’t to gratify him.  I was just going to give him what he’d asked for – a real spanking.

Is the slutling going to mouth off to Master again?

I didn’t think so.

spanked slutling

 

When he peered over the curtain rod, I decided to give him a show.  Fingers snapped across nipples.  Hands kneaded breasts.  At one point, I even remember biting my lip and gazing up at him coyly, dropping my head to the side and dragging my fingers down the side of my bared neck as the water moistened my freckles and flushed my chest.

It didn’t last long.  He had to get into the shower – I instructed him to for the good of the order, citing (unnecessary) community service.  That was where my control ended.

I leaned up against the wall of the stall, pushing my ass against him and allowing him to massage my shoulders and drag his hands down my back.  I rose on my toes to rub my ass against his cock, hard from the moment he crossed the curtain.  The only thing the height difference didn’t prevent was nestling his shaft between the cheeks of my ass, and I milked that for all it was worth.  One of his hands closed around my neck, and I tugged the other between my legs, where he eagerly strummed my clit.  Applying pressure to my throat, he pulled me upright until my back was pressed against him.  His teeth nibbled my earlobe as I struggled to breathe despite the hand on my airway and water cascading into my mouth.  We writhed together, and every time I closed my eyes, I was imagining how we must look to an outsider.

He bit into the side of my neck several times, leaving pink indentations and mottled purple and grey bruises that I admire periodically as I type this.  As I pressed my forehead against the wall of the shower, his hand came down on my ass… once… twice… three times.

“Do you like it when I spank you, slut?”

“God, yes!  I love it when you spank me, Master.  Please give me more!”

Shoving my ass against him once more, I ground into his hardness while teeth tore at my neck, one of his hands working his cock furiously.

“Please, Master… I want you to cum on me.”

“What would you do for it?”

“Anything!”

“Be more SPECIFIC, slut!”

“I’d suck all the cocks you wanted.  I’d fuck all the women you asked!”

“Would you suck Mr. O’s cock?”

“I would suck Mr. O’s cock.  I’d suck it dry.  I’d fuck him to please you, Master.”

“And would you swallow his cum, slut?”

“Every drop, sir… and I want your cum.  Please give me your cum.  I want it all over my ass!  Please give it to me!”

And so he did.

 

A/N: Mr. and Ms. O occupy a very special place in my internet life, as well as a less substantial place in the slutling’s, so it was only natural that they start showing up in our mutual fantasies eventually, I suppose… although the addition of Mr. O was a very unexpected surprise!

 

DSCF1303My orifices were excited about sending up a report on another Tantus product when Babeland offered it to review.  You all know how much I love Tantus.  The Protouch was just another product to check off my list of Tantus toys to fuck before I die…. unfortunately, I can’t check it off yet.

Because I can’t get it in my ass.

No, I don’t know why.  It’s not very big!  The thinnest point is about equivalent to a finger and a half, on my hand, but my ass just will not have it.  (It’s only had one finger in it, anyway.)  I tried putting it in while I squatted over the toilet.  It jumped into the bowl instead.  I tried throwing my leg up on the wall and shoving it in that way.  It took a dive for the floor.  Sprawled out on my bed?  That thing was going anywhere but my ass.  I STILL have not put this toy inside myself, and it has been in my possession for roughly two months.   TWO MONTHS, GUYS.

However, I’m fortunate enough to have Slutling, who not only lets me test my toys on him, but also has an ass that doubles as a bag of holding.  I let him describe what wearing it is like, because I’m not his fucking secretary.

Honestly, for a toy that I’d expect to have hit my prostate, the Protouch kinda failed on that point.  Just having it in, wiggling it around, or using it with the vibe didn’t really seem to hit my P-spot.  Even having Sugarcunt use it on me didn’t make it hit anything.

I think the finger shape of the Protouch is nice, and inserts pretty easily.  But it doesn’t feel particularly special inside my ass.  To be fair, the only other plug I can compare it against is the Bootie, which also feels good but isn’t spectacular.  However, I was expecting more out of this toy and it didn’t really give me any.  The round base also means it can be a bit uncomfortable to walk around with when you’re wearing it.  It generally took me a minute of muscle control to really make sure I was holding it in, but I was fine after that.

The vibrations were transferred decently, but not with the bullet that came with it.  That bullet was too weak to really give more than a light sensation.  Using a different one had better results.  I’d imagine this might be a decent toy for anal newbies, especially ones that want a vibration and have to play solo.  If you’re with someone else, it seems like their finger would be just as good an option, albeit one that lacks the vibration.

So that’s what this toy feels like in his ass.  I’m not so sure about his guess that the Protouch would be “good for beginners,” because aside from the fact that the phrase itself is a death sentence for a  review (ask Epiphora), I’m more of an anal beginner than he is, and this toy was not good for me.  I have, as an inexperienced anal enthusiast, had the most success with tapered toys that start a bit smaller than the Protouch does.  While the Protouch does increase in size gradually, it doesn’t have the kind of taper that I’d like to have in my ass, and because its width doesn’t thin out again at the bottom, it seems a lot more difficult to keep in your ass than it should be.

However, my notes are written as someone who hasn’t experienced it internally.  I do have a pretty prominent complaint about it that I do have experience with, though.  The slutling calls this the “toy from hell” because of the time we’ve had when we tried to use bullets with it.

Don’t put the vibrator in this toy without lube.

Better yet: don’t put the vibrator in this toy at all if you ever plan to clean it.  (And you should.)

When I first received the plug, I was so eager to give it a go that I popped the bullet in without lube and ran around, waving it in delight as it buzzed away.  That was all well and good, until I needed to clean it.

The bullet wasn’t coming out.

I used my chain-nose pliers.

The bullet wasn’t coming out.

I got the slutling to pull at the plug while I pulled the bullet.

The bullet wasn’t coming out.

We tried a thousand permutations, and none of them worked.  It would have been comical, in a Schadenfreude kind of way (you know, if I hadn’t been the one struggling with it).  I turned to Twitter for help, and was told that I should never put a bullet into a toy without lubing it up first.  Great advice, except it came an hour too late.  The second piece of advice I received was that squeezing some lube in might help dislodge the bullet, and that spinning it as I pulled out just might help.  I also received a suggestion about pliers, but that was irrelevant, since I had already tried every pair I owned (and as a jeweler and computer nerd, that number is astronomical).

Lubing the thing up didn’t help.  Even though I squeezed some lube down the side of the bullet and worked it into the sleeve, the vibe still wasn’t going anywhere.  I was at a complete loss.  Because I was desperate to get the Protouch clean, I figured I could just hold the “tainted” part of the plug in my electric kettle before giving it a thorough (and careful) cleaning with soap.  Instead, I  ended up dropping the entire thing inside the boiling water.  I think the water interacted with the lube enough to help me get the bullet out, which was perfect, because the bullet was now completely fried.  To make an omelette, you’ve got to ruin a few shitty bullets… or something.

The second time we used the Protouch, we lubed the bullet sleeve carefully before insertion.  Post-coitus, we found ourselves in the same struggle we had been in when we hadn’t used lube.  And better, still, the lube actually made the bullet even more difficult to grasp.  Because THAT was what the predicament needed: a slippery bullet!  I opted to wait several hours before trying to remove it again, which helped immensely.  To prevent redundancy, let us just say that I eventually got the bullet out without dropping the plug in water and ruining the bullet, and to this day, have yet to use the thing with vibrations.  The benefit of the vibrations (which aren’t that astounding, if you’re using the factory bullet) do not warrant the time that you will waste attempting to move it.

Despite my complaints about removing the bullet from it, it isn’t a bad butt plug… not that it’s amazing, either.  If you like the feeling of being filled by a still finger, then the Protouch is the perfect shape for you.  It may not be the easiest plug to walk around in, but if you’re wearing it while sitting or lying down, that won’t be much of a concern.  Because it’s made of silicone, it’s phthalate-free, body-safe in general, and incredibly easy to clean… provided you don’t have any trouble with the bullet.  If you’re interested in trying some very subtle anal vibrations, and (god help you) willing to battle with the bullet, then this isn’t a terrible way to introduce your ass to something new.  The Protouch is about $32, which makes it a reasonable purchase in my book.  It still makes the rounds in my bedroom when I’m playing with the slutling, but it isn’t the best thing I have to put in his ass.  It probably won’t be the best thing that you put in yours.  However, I’m fairly confident that it isn’t the worst.  It’s just kind of mediocre, I guess.  And one day, maybe it’ll be a mediocre thing that has actually been in my ass, too!

Just remember:

1) You really shouldn’t engage in anal play without lubricant, and

2) It’s silicone… so you can’t use most silicone lube with it, unless you’re willing to secure the plug with a condom first.

With that said, you can find an excellent selection of lube and condoms at BabelandJust say yes to safe sex… or at the very least, sex that won’t ruin your toys.

Thanks, Babeland, for providing me with the Protouch to review!

 

Undressing by Galapril

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Editor’s Pick

I lusted after Mia back in the pink/dark pink days when it was buzzy, weak, and emitted a rather high-pitched whine. It was because of the large number of disappointed reviews that I held off. Recently, though, Lelo did something I always applaud companies for and listened to their customers…

Editor’s Note: Okay, I know you’ve probably read a Mia review before, I’ve probably had one as an EP before too, but the reason I choose reviews has little to do with the toy, it has to do with the review, and this one is actually enjoyable to read, which is my main criteria.

Editor

Scarlet Lotus

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This hulking beast is the Rippler Silicone Dildo from Goodvibes, and if you’re anything like me, the first thing you did when you saw it was gird your loins.  I’ve testified about my love of texture in the past, so it was sort of a given that when Goodvibes offered it up for review, I was all over this thing.  Look at it!  That majestic curve!  Those pronounced ridges!  That attractive berry hue that satisfies my cravings for stuffing a wine-covered cock inside me!

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Okay, on a serious note, here is the beast itself, featured in the now-obligatory DroidX size comparison photo.  It’s massive, isn’t it?  Longer than the Jollie, though not as girthy as its widest point.  However, don’t let this comparison fool you.  This dildo is by no means inferior to the Jollie; just different.  Those ridges are a thing of beauty, and they’re not to be taken lightly.  Really: this is not a warm-up dildo.  In fact, if you’re not hot and ready, it might be a mite bit uncomfortable, even if you’ve liberally applied the lube.  If you haven’t “pregamed” and you opt to slather the Rippler down with lube,  you’re in for a couple minutes of something conflicting.  I mean, it’s not that it doesn’t feel good – it does!  But in those first minutes, it also feels a bit uncomfortable.  You know those curling irons that your tween sister has, with the spiral around the rod?

It feels like that, without the moral dilemma of shoving something that doesn’t belong to you in your vag.

 

No, the Rippler is not your mother’s warm-up toy… instead, it is what you pull out when you’re craving the big guns.  You’ve been wet and warm for hours?  Back away from the foot massager and dig this out of your toybox instead.  After those first few minutes of use, the magic starts.  You can feel those ridges, and soon, they worm their way into your heart.  I may or may not have given each individual ridge a name, although I tend to forget them when the sensation blends into one massive, fast-thrusting, ripple-y hurricane.  There’s probably some G-spot stimulation at the eye of the hurricane, but I don’t tend to concentrate on that specifically, because I have a tendency to get swept away.  [Cue the appropriate music.]

Most people probably can’t shove the entirety of the Rippler’s length into their vaginas, but that’s okay – the extra length can be very handy for thrusting, and on the off chance that you DO happen to like having your cervix knocked around by a battering ram, then cramming the whole thing in is perfect for you!  The Rippler is safe for anal use, but I can’t tell you how far in it will go, because my asshole tightens up like a nun’s whenever I consider putting this thing near it.

If you don’t like texture, this isn’t for you.  If you like texture but cannot under any circumstance handle girth, then this isn’t for you – the thing has a diameter between 1 5/8 and 1 7/8 inches.  If neither of these caveats apply to you because you love texture and girth, and you can shell out the $60 necessary for it, then you don’t have an excuse not to own this dildo.

DSCF1255 (600x800)This baby is harness-compatible, although you may need a larger O-ring, due to its girth.  My harness, the Spareparts Joque, doesn’t have an exchangeable O-ring, but with a bit of patience and steady shoving, it fits!

The Rippler comes in three different colors – an attractive emerald green, a chic black, and the metallic purple, which is the color that I have.  (As a note, this harness photo is probably the truest to life, in terms of color.)  The purple is a very attractive wine color, so I have a tendency to leave it sitting out on my desk.  This isn’t solely because I’ve been formulating this review for weeks, nor just because I like making my guests uncomfortable… no, I like to keep the Rippler within reach for when one of my moods strikes me.  In addition to being fabulous to stick in my cunt, it’s an excellent bludgeoning tool.  I confess: I probably beat it on my desk more often than I masturbate with it.  It’s not that I don’t like it… it’s that the thing is so goddamn sturdy that when some act of blatant stupidity has thrown me into a mini-rage, the safest thing for me to smash is this dildo.  You cannot break it.  It is the firmest silicone toy I own, and manages to maintain that without sacrificing flexibility.

The Rippler has Goodvibes’ Ecorotic seal, because it is phthalate-free (and body-safe in general) and made in the U.S., ensuring a lower carbon footprint.  So go buy one and feel good about doing some tree-hugging with your self-loving.

Thank you, Goodvibes, for providing me with the Rippler to use as an eco-friendly gavel!  (And occasionally, to use for fucking myself into Oz.)

 

Tantus fangirl #14,948 reporting for duty.

Why do I like Tantus?

Because their silicone is awesome.  I consider many of their products to be inventive.  I like their packaging.  In my limited experience, they’ve shipped promptly and their customer service is pleasant.  So naturally, when Goodvibes was offering the Orange Dream, also known as Tantus’ “Little Secret” Spoon, I was all over that.

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I mean, come on.  Look how adorable that is.  It’s orange!  It’s small!  It’s twee!  “Cute” isn’t something I tend to look for in a vibrator, because I generally search for something under the “induces flash floods” category.  However, cute definitely doesn’t hurt, and this vibrator manages to be cute without invoking imagery of some fuzzy animal that does NOT belong in the same sentence as “cunt.”

Did I mention it was orange?

IT’S ORANGE.

Sorry about that.  Sometimes my overwhelming desire to have a rainbow toybox completely overrides the portion of my brain that types my reviews.

DSCF1151 (800x600)Moving on, this vibrator is of an incredibly unobtrusive size, and could, theoretically, be stuffed in even the smallest purse… if you ignore the fact that silicone desperately wishes that lint, dust, and hair could become part of its chemical composition.  (However, this is totally irrelevant if you’ll have access to a place to wash your vibe before you play with it.)  I took a photo of it next to my Droid X, which isn’t known for being the smallest phone, but fits in all of my pockets.  If the Orange Dream had calling capabilities, it would be a hell of a lot less of a pain to tote around than my phone.

Tantus’ description of the Orange Dream says that it is “the perfect little G-spotter.”  I don’t know who wrote that, but I want to pee on them.  If this vibrator hits your G-spot, you let me know.  I stuck it in me and was summarily… unimpressed.  This wasn’t made to go inside those of us who tackle things like the Jollie on a regular basis.  If it was knocking on my G-spot’s door, then my G-spot was in the shower, blasting music at several hundred decibels, while construction raged on outside.

The Orange Dream is really just a silicone sleeve over one of Tantus’ 80mm bullet vibrators, which runs on N-type batteries.  The 80mm is actually reasonably powerful, for a bullet… it’s the sleeve that’s the problem.

I know Tantus does silicone.  I know that some women prefer to place a towel between themselves and their vibrator… but usually, those women are using a Hitachi.

I want to like this vibrator.  I do!  It’s precious!  All of them are!  (Yes, I –did- just make each word into a separate link.)  But the Orange Dream just isn’t doing it for me.  I used it so many times and was disappointed each time… I mean, even the least demanding vibrator can make me come eventually, if paired with some other kind of stimulation.  This wasn’t even doing that for me.  The sleeve diffuses the vibrations so much that it’s… kind of appalling, to be honest.  You wouldn’t think the bullet was very powerful, if you didn’t know that you could take it out.  The thing is, I think the stimulation is supposed to be diffused, since the head is rounded and angled.  That’s cute on my nipples or whatever, but my clit doesn’t want diffusion!  MY CLIT WANTS TO BE JACKHAMMERED.

The sleeve also doesn’t diffuse the volume of the bullet very much.  This isn’t entirely necessary, because it isn’t incredibly loud, but it’s like… if all the sleeve does is diffuse the vibrations and not the noise, why am I using it?  Keep in mind that this is simply the Orange Dream model – the others all have different shapes, and Bedroom Blogger loved the Touch.

However, I just didn’t love this.   It’s amazing Tantus silicone.  It’s orange!  It’s small.  It’s waterproof.  It’s cute.  But it isn’t for me.  It’ll get someone off… if they orgasm at the touch of a butterfly’s wing.  But as far as I’m concerned, the only thing it can do for me is this:

Yes. It rolls. Yes, there were three people gathered around to watch this.

 

Many thanks to Goodvibes for providing me the Orange Dream for review and use as party entertainment!

Aug 172011
 

Christ almighty, OKC.

I admit it: since my previous significant other, I haven’t been on OK Cupid much, and when I am on, I pretty much never screw with the quickmatch function.  I’m pretty content sorting things out the way they are right now… but I just got another four-star e-mail and opted to try and find the person who gave me high marks, just for funsies.

Unfortunately, the quickmatch offerings are not winners.

  • If you tell me, “I am just an average boring person,” I will take you at your word if I can’t find much else redeeming in your profile.  (Although one fellow was ALMOST saved by a confession about staying up until 7 AM to play Minecraft.)
  • If you tell me you are, “normal and chill,” I am going to write you off as being boring and limited-of-mind, because you used the word “normal” to describe yourself.
  • If your profile contains the adjective “chill” in combination with your guitar listed under your six things you live without, I know exactly what you’re like, and can assure you that I don’t get a slick in my panties for some dude that can play approximately three chords, pausing only to gently brush his unkempt locks from his eyes.

Try again, OKC.  It’s not working out.

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A/N:

I know I’ve been somewhat absent lately, but new content is coming, I promise!  I’ve got three items that I’ve received to review, and a whole mess of toys lined up to be written about.

No, literally lined up.

Really.

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