Emotional Bliss

When the lovely Nina from Emotional Bliss wrote to me offering me the chance to try out one of their new vibrators which were designed with the menopausal woman in mind, I was intrigued. I read somewhere that us ladies of a certain age require additional stimulation because of the vagaries of our hormonally messed-up bodies. However, I didn’t really want an industrial-strength vibrator because I’m always worried about burning out my sensitive nerve endings down there.

According to the blurb on the press release and their site, the new Femblossom Heat is the Femblossom with a surprise, it heats up! The single click function enables the Femblossom to gradually heat up to coincide with the speed and frequency of the programme selected creating an additional pleasurable (and warm) experience.

Not only does it heat up but it also has a unique antibacterial agent which means a few minutes after use and after wiping with water, it becomes sterile and ready to use again.

The first time I used it, I was with Ruf. It was very pleasant, but the handset is quite large so it did rather get in the way when he was trying to simultaneously penetrate me vaginally (next time, we will have to try anal) and having it on my vulva for a long period left it a bit irritated because of the heat generated.

However, I felt it was sufficiently interesting to give it a go when flying solo. A few days after Ruf’s visit to my flat, I woke on a windy Autumnal Saturday morning sufficiently relaxed to feel the need for a little self pleasure.

I lubed it up and started switching through the programmes. There are nine different vibrating frequencies ‘ranging from Tantalizing to Intense’ and very pleasant they are too! Continuous; Buzz, Buzz, Buzz; and V-V-Voom, each with three different levels of speed/intensity.

I started with the gentle continuous buzz. The heat was equally as gentle. Just warming up my nether regions nicely until I was ready to move onto medium continuous. The controls are on the back of the head just an up button and a back button so it is easier to work your way through the settings and come back to the one before if you preferred it. The temperature rises progressively in conjunction with the intensity of the vibrations.

The pulsator was very enjoyable, especially long long looooooong, although it is quite noisy at the higher, faster settings and I was a little concerned about the occupants of the flat in the bedroom below. The full on continuous buzz is not quite as powerful as the Tulip so you build up to the orgasm gradually, rather than coming in less than a minute, which is good if you just want to be aroused gently. However, if you’ve just spent the weekend shagging and your nerves are not so sensitive, it can be a bit frustrating.

The unusual design of the cobra shaped head means that it caresses the natural contours of the body, so the heat encompasses the whole of the vulva, but the pointed end is also good for focussing on specific areas inside the labia. I really enjoyed using it to get inside and stimulate the side of the clit hood, the left side is a particularly effective and sensitive spot for me.

I have an image that remains with me of the previous weekend’s activity when Ruf fucked me from behind over a chest of drawers in my bedroom in front of two mirrors. In my mind’s eye, I can still see the magnificent reflection of the ripples of his six pack grinding against the soft white curve of my bottom as he penetrated me and this was what I visualised as I came.

With the body of the device warming the top and outer lips of my labia, I pressed the tip of the cobra’s nose against the left side of my clit hood. I felt all my pelvic floor muscles instinctively engaging and drawing in, sucking upwards and applying maximum pressure on that sweet spot inside me so that it was sandwiched between the vibrating depression of the Femblossom and the tightness of my own internal muscles. As the orgasm hit, I could feel the tingling warmth spreading from my feet and up the back of my calves. It was very pleasant indeed… and just as good the second time some minutes later when I changed it from continuous vibration to voom…voom… vooooooom.

An hour later, I went back to my messy toy and just wiped it over with a wet cloth, rather than the whole ritual of getting out the cleaning spray and ensuring that all surface areas have been covered. Far less effort, which makes me a fan of the built-in antibacterial.

So, in summary: The Femblossom was great for clitoral stimulation. The gentle warming of your bits is really lovely, although can get a bit uncomfortable after a while because, for me, it became too hot after use for a long period. The pulsator is good, especially voom voom voooooooooom. Full on continuous is not as powerful as the Tulip, but was sufficient to give me a very pleasant orgasm. The design is great for external arousal of the whole area, but also to get inside and stimulate side of clit hood. Used with a partner, I was desperate for penetration and its size obscures the vagina too much. Next time we will try with anal. Quite noisy when tested against the Lelo range but compares favourably with all my other vibrators.

The advertising blurb says that Emotional Bliss Intimate Massagers are designed to stimulate orgasms and it certainly worked for me.

Durex Play

A few months ago, Victoria at Durex asked me if I’d like to review some of their Play range.

I have to say that, at first, I wasn’t terribly enthusiastic, having purchased my own bottle of Durex Play Tingle some months before and suffered a bad irritation because it was too strong for my Menopausally-sensitive ladybits.

Having advised her of this rather unfortunate reaction, Victoria assured me that Tingle had the strongest effect of the range but that the Feel and Heat versions were much more subtle and so we agreed that she would send me a bottle of both.

In the meantime, after the ministrations of my Kegel8 Tight and Tone workout, my pussy was feeling much less fragile so I decided to retest the Tingle. Sadly, although the effect was not so dramatic as previously, where I found myself having to shower for about ten minutes to relieve the itching and irritation, the area around my clit still felt very uncomfortable for a couple of days afterwards, requiring several applications of Canesten to relieve the symptoms.

A really good thing about the Durex Play range of lubricants is that they are free from animal derived ingredients, which means that Ruf, who is a strict vegan, is quite happy to use them. So, keeping Heat at Ruf’s and Feel with me, I gave them a thorough test.

Both are water-based, so can be used with all my silicon toys and are very light to the touch, not requiring very much in terms of quantity to make things nice and slippery.

Neither of us was terribly conscious of any particular increase in temperature when using the Heat version, but it worked well otherwise, lubricating both sets of genitals for mutual stimulation and also to ease penetration when my own juices were not up to it on a couple of occasions.

Whilst I was away from Ruf and flying solo with my toys, Feel definitely helped me to do quite happily what it said on the bottle. It was soft and gentle with no unpleasant after-effects, so I would certainly recommend it.

Another point in its favour is its accessibility, as it is readily available in both Tesco and Sainsburys so, if you’re not brazen enough to watch it move along the conveyor and be scanned by the spotty teenager earning his beer money for the next semester at Uni, you can just slip it under your sausages and use the self-check-out facility.

And, no, they weren’t deliberate double entendres ;P

Iris

I had been wanking under the covers for the best part of ten minutes, watching Ruf flit in and out of the bedroom, before he finally realised.

And that was only when he got into bed and wondered at my stillness. Raising the covers and taking in the scene, he laughed.

Being used to the rather more noisy models I had been wont to use previously, it was so quiet that he never even noticed.

Me, I just lay there on my back, enjoying the relaxation as the motor gently buzzed away inside me. Iris is such a good shape that she slid in really easily and meaty enough to fill me properly without that gap at the end where other toys just didn’t quite seem long enough. Gradually pushing the control up through the five different programmes, fiddling with the power control to increase the speed and working out which pulser or shaker speed I preferred best… at that particular moment.

For me, a vibrator has never been a substitute for a man. It never could be, for how can it put its arms around me and nuzzle my neck, pressing itself hard against my flesh and demonstrating that it wanted me back.

But Iris certainly ticked a whole lot of boxes that put it well on the way to being my favourite toy. Nowhere near as loud as the Hitachi and without the encumbering cable, combined with a power that is more controllable. Quieter again than any of the tulip gspot/clit stimulators and far more satisfying when used internally. More importantly, it seemed more powerful than her sister, Gigi, my previous weapon of choice. So when I selected the highest, fastest setting and placed it on my clit, it knocked all previous contenders into a cocked hat.

This is what I look for in a plastic playmate! A device that allows me to achieve a fabulous clitoral orgasm whilst my lover ploughs into the hole of his choosing from behind and sets off a tandem gspot climax. Man and machine working together to bring about my release.

Other pretenders had had the power but their volume had rattled the rafters and woken the neighbours before I’d even got started. Still more had purported to do the job but failed miserably and left me frustrated at their lack of oomph, especially when the batteries were on the way out, or with a stiff arm due to having to reach to hold the device in position.

So, powerful, quiet, ergonomically shaped for comfort internally and externally, rechargeable and easy to clean because it’s made of silicon so a quick wash with antibacterial soap or sextoy cleaner (carefully avoiding the recharging socket) and dried on a lint-free towel, remembering to avoid silicon-based lubes when you play.

Faced with a choice between the Elise and the Iris, I selected the latter because of its raised textured curves rather than the cold Scandinavian lines of Elise.

I love my Iris.

With many thanks to Rick at Vibrator-Toys.

Industrial Pleasures – The Hitachi Wand

The Hitachi Wand is a multifunctional megabeast that straddles the twin worlds of sex toy and muscle massager like a behemoth. Not for nothing was it chosen by Samantha in that famous episode of Sex and the City ‘Critical Condition’.

With thanks to erinmak for this synopsis:.

Carrie bribes Samantha into helping Miranda out with the baby. Samantha very reluctantly agrees and gives up her fabulous hair appointment that was impossible to get to let Miranda take her place on the spur of the moment. Miranda’s icy neighbor has taken pity and stopped by with a vibrating chair that calms Brady down. She’s amazed that Miranda doesn’t know about this wonder-chair, but Miranda explains that none of her friends have babies. Miranda admonishes Samantha not to take Brady out of the chair, but when the chair breaks (or runs out of batteries or something), she’s at a loss. She then remembers her earlier trip to The Sharper Image, where she tried to exchange her broken vibrator. (She had an argument with the salesman who insisted that it was a neck massager – “The Sharper Image does not sell vibrators.” In the end she got a replacement “neck massager.”) So she puts the “neck massager” in the chair with Brady, who’s as happy as a clam

As this demonstrates, the thing about the Hitachi is that it has enough power to be both an effective muscle massager AND a very satisfying sex toy.

After all, as Samantha says about a different ‘neck massager’ in the same episode: ‘That one actually works against you. If we wanted to work that hard we’d find ourselves a man, am I right?’

I read recently that the older woman requires more stimulation than her younger sisters and so it’s been on my list of things to try for some time. When the lovely Rick at Vibrator Toys sent me one to review, I was very excited.

But this was somewhat short lived because, on plugging it in, the thing in my hands became absolutely terrifying. I was certainly of the opinion that if I put that between my legs, I was likely to fry my most delicately sensitive bits… and that was on the ‘Low’ setting. This was like the industrial catering version of any of my kitchen implements when it came to power comparison.

But then my tulip gave up the ghost and, needs must, I turned to the Hitachi. At first, outside of my clothes. So, whilst I was straddling Ruf’s back and using it as a massage tool, I discovered that it was actually very pleasant to press my most intimate parts against the vibrating bulb as it did its work on his tense musculature. I could feel the powerful buzz transmitting itself through my flesh to my g-spot with the most pleasant results.

Since then I have used it against my clit through my pants and I can pretty much guarantee an orgasm within a minute. It’s so powerful that even though it doesnt actually press directly against the clitoris in the way that my toothbrush/tingle tip would, that doesn’t matter. It vibrates the whole area so vigorously that all the important points, both internally and externally, are somehow activated.

There are a couple of downsides in that it is a bit cumbersome because of its size and the electric flex plus adaptor. It is also pretty noisy – but then most neck massagers of this power would be in order to be effective.

In a conversation with Marianne, we were trying to work out if one should even attempt to insert the implement but, fearing some form of vaginal scrape as a result, I decided to consult an expert. When I first wrote on my Joanna Cake Facebook page that I was awaiting my Hitachi, Curvaceous Dee made a very excited comment extolling its virtues. By chance, she happened to be online so I was able to get chapter and verse about the Hitachi attachments for extending its pleasure capacity.

Another exchange with Rick, and I chose the G-Plus attachment to go with it.

I am pleased to report that this really sorted me out, although it reminded me of Gonzo from the Muppets. It was made of a material called TPE which is non-porous and so can be cleaned with hot water and anti-bacterial soap to prevent the spread of bacteria. Suffering from recurring cystitis, this is very important to me. It also contains no phthalates or latex which is also imperative.

It has two floppy sort of beaks. One for the clit and one for insertion. The fabulous effect of the material is that the intensity of the vibration is diffused so there is not so much friction against the clitoris as I would have imagined and the part that is inside you is responsible for the most divine sensations.

My only complaint would be that the insertion piece could be slightly longer and perhaps a fraction stiffer for the best results.

Since its first use, it has been responsible for a number of most unladylike fantasies… hopefully, I shall be able to tell you the tales of their fruition over the next couple of months.

All in all, it is a beast, but a very reliable one. Whether you want it to release the tension in a sore muscle or your frustrated genitals, the Hitachi Wand is guaranteed to do the job toute de suite.

Gigi

Gigi was one of my favourite films when I was a teenager. The little girl who becomes a sophisticated woman. Well, all of a sudden, this little girl has fallen in love with a very sophisticated lady toy.

My tulip clit stimulator finally ran out of buzz recently and, listening to Suzanne and Just me as, completely separately, they waxed lyrical about their Gigis, I wondered if it might provide a similar effect with the added bonus of being rechargeable.

When the lovely Rick at Vibrator Toys agreed to send me one to see if it could possibly replace my Tulip, I was extremely excited.

It arrived very promptly and, then, disaster struck.

In my pursuit of the perfect body, the new exercises in my regime managed to partially expel my second IUD, leaving me with very bruised bladder muscles and a nasty case of thrush. Neither of which is conducive to test driving and reviewing a new and very powerful vibrator.

And so, Gigi had to sit in her box and wait for a couple of weeks before I was in a fit state to enjoy her to the full.

But, oh, was it worth it. In comparison to her Lelo sisters, she’s shorter with a stumpy flat end which just cries out to be placed externally against the clit or, as Ruf found out, internally against the G Spot. The curve of her design means that she can rest comfortably inside you pulsing away whilst your body is no longer in the horizontal position so you can simultaneously experience delights in other areas. Ok, ok, I’ll be blunt. I had a mini vibe on my clit and was on all fours with Ruf’s cock in my bottom. A three-way cocktail which had me shrieking my enthusiastic appreciation like a banshee.

However, being the conscientious reviewer that I am, I knew it wasn’t enough to say that it worked brilliantly in conjunction with a penis. So I took her home to give her a solo test. The bad news was that my entire family went down with some form of manflu and were at home for five days… so Cake and Gigi had to wait again.

Anyway, this afternoon, we settled down for a few moments of casual relaxation together. Lubing myself up with a nice water-based gel, I placed the nubbly end on my clit and took her through her paces.

I think the thing I noticed most was the silence. All my previous vibrating toys have been rather noisy but Gigi emits just a delicate hum.

There are several different types of vibration. A permanent whir, a couple of pulsars and the piece de resistance a pulsar and whir together that really took me over the edge. I suppose it must be how it feels to sit on a motorcycle with the motor running. Having it purring away between your legs and then revving the throttle for different lengths of time. The final one being a deep throaty vvvvvv-vrroooooooooooooom every couple of seconds.

After a while, I put it inside me and I could have stayed there with it like that on the penultimate setting for hours, it was so incredibly pleasant and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter inside with little rivulets of liquid trickling downwards as the preliminary orgasms hit. But time was short and so I put it up to maximum and used my fingers on my clit until I came big time.

Now, I’ve just got to work out a way to recharge it in the bedroom socket without anyone noticing

If you have a wife/mistress/lover/friend for whom you need to provide a Christmas gift, then look no further than Gigi.

Putting the arrrr into Prostate

When Ruf expressed a desire to investigate his prostate, the lovely people at lovehoney provided me with two new toys.

Nexus Duo Vibrating Unisex G Spot Stimulator Medium

This little white pleasure stick was actually much smaller than I expected, which is probably why Ruf was quite happy to insert it into his posterior. We’ve tried before with both a strap on and a medium sized butt plug but his bottom just wasn’t having it. Clenched tight in panic and repelling all attempted boarders.

This little white bundle of joy, however, was just the job because, lubed up and switched on prior to insertion, it relaxed his muscles as it progressed inwards.

Once in position, he could leave it in there for a considerable length of time without feeling distended and the vibrations were very pleasant as he pleasured himself… or got me to do it for him.

He felt quite comfortable with it fully inserted because the design of the base made him confident that it was going to stop right there and not disappear inside him, providing him with a very pleasurable first experience of battery-operated prostate massaging. He even fell asleep for a while with it up there, he was so relaxed!

Naturally, I had to get in on the act. Personally, I think Ruf’s enthusiastic thrusting has stretched my bottom and I fear fecal incontinence in later life because I could hardly feel the blessed thing. I consoled myself with the knowledge that, since I don’t have a P spot, we should really have been inserting it into the other hole…

Toy Joy Private Dancer Beginner’s Prostate Massager

Ruf and I both had a go with this one too. It was bigger than the white vibrating Nexus Duo but, lubed up and stretched by the other insertion, this disappeared into Ruf quite easily and he enjoyed having me ‘rummage’ around with it as we tried to locate his prostate whilst he was pleasuring himself. The little hook handle is very clever.

When the tables were turned, the penetrative part is not as long as the average anal dildo but the shape of it felt very nice as he jammed it against my perineum and waggled using the handle. In conjunction with my tulip clit stimulator, it was certainly very pleasant although I’m not sure it was hitting any particularly sensitive pleasure spots.

The ‘bottom line’ for both these devices is that they were a good introduction to prostate massage for beginners like us and we have continued to incorporate them into our play, both Ruf on his own and the pair of us together.

 

Originall posted on http://andeatingit2.blogspot.com/2008/09/putting-arrrrr-into-prostate.html

Heaven in a glass tube

I have to say I was a bit dubious about the whole idea of sticking a piece of glass up my arse but this dildo was truly amazing. Slim, with a nice tapered tip to aid easy penetration, it was quite small and didn’t fill me with the same ’sphincter like a baggy sock’-type horror that some of the other butt plugs and anal pleasuring devices had engendered.

But we didn’t just go straight for it. That would make me feel horribly like the ‘up the butt girl’ and that really wouldn’t do for a genteel vanilla fairy like myself. So, to loosen me up a bit, we played with the other toys in the package. I had a free gift for spending over £30, a small tulip type wand stimulator. So, lying on my side with my lower leg straight and the upper one bent, as per my normal practice with such a device, my clit became it’s target, rather than my gspot. Although it doesn’t have the angled bulb of my original tulip, the long stem and the powerful motor were enough to bring me to a nice climax, at which point my beloved Ruf shoved the brand new lubed-up bendy vibe into my pussy from the rear. It’s made of silicon, about 8 inches long and very flexible. It has nice stand-up veins all over the outside and, boy, can you feel those when he’s waggling it about, particularly when he really bent it backwards towards my arse, forcing the tip forward onto my gspot. It wasn’t long before I was giggling away like a demented lunatic, building up towards something major.

When he finally inserted his fingers and loads of anal lube into my arse, I had been silently willing him to do so for some time. The pressure of that clit stimulator invariably has that effect. The sensations reach so deep inside you that it just calls out for some form of anal penetration to meet them from the other side. Being a vanilla girl, in the past this has always meant his fingers but I was getting brave and this was the reason I had ordered the glass device.

The lube meant that he slid it in with no difficulty at all. We hadn’t chilled it but the difference between its temperature and that of my core was enough to force a squeal of pleasure from me at the coolness as it slid inside. Combined with the external vibration on my clit and the bendy vibe pulsing and waggling around inside my cunt, the effect was amazing and I was quickly shrieking like a banshee. The sensation of those bubbles on the shaft penetrating and withdrawing inch by glorious inch was something I had never experienced before. It seemed to touch something so deep inside the core of me and pleasure every sensitive nerve ending both on its way in and on the return trip.

I don’t know how long he pleasured me thus but I moaned in protest when he removed the bendy vibe so he hushed me and distracted me with more vigorous dildo waggling before he finally penetrated my empty pussy with his cock. I was almost reduced to tears by the intensity and quantity of the orgasms that ripped through me from the moment he pushed through the circle of sensitive nerve endings at the entrance all the way through his increasingly more violent pumping. The feeling of fullness inside my pelvis, having both entrances occupied was quite exquisite. One after another they hit, crashing and bashing against the walls of my expectation and beating them down with pure force.

Trying not to get carried away with the emotional aspects and focussing on the practicalities, the really good thing about this toy is that it is big enough at the base for you not to be scared of losing it (in either direction) if he stops holding the end but it is still slim enough not to interfere if he wants to attempt to penetrate both holes simultaneously and, trust me, we really tested this out vigorously. I hardly knew what to do with myself. I could barely breathe and my head was pounding, I was shrieking so loud. The whole event was almost traumatic in its intensity and it was all I could do not to burst into tears.

This is the experience I was referring to when talking about the 10,000 miles. If you could have seen me, panting, spent and shaking, my jbf (just been fucked) hair falling over my eyes and face like a curtain and my mouth one big round O of shock. He truly took me to Heaven that day and I hope the entire cast will be taking me back there again very soon.

We have since used this vaginally (well cleaned between uses) with equally exciting results.  But I am absolutely gutted to report that, some months later, I managed to drop it in the sink and break it into two pieces.  Completely devastated and looking for a replacement.
So, in summary: 

Quite awesome! And when the review asked me to assess how quiet the item was, I had to admit that this dildo was completely silent but I made a helluva racket!

Pros
Slim, with a tapered end for easy penetration and a fat end so you cant lose it

Cons
Can’t think of anything

Bottom Line
I had several amazing orgasms that almost reduced me to tears. It was heaven.

Would have no qualms about recommending this toy to anyone, even the most nervous anal experimenter.

 

Originally posted on http://andeatingit2.blogspot.com/2007/07/heaven-in-glass-tube_26.html

I’ll be out in 2 minutes, I’m just brushing my teeth…

 

 

I am indebted to The Man with Secrets for emailing me with details of the Tingle Tip. He had read my posts about my secret love affair with my Oral B and my subsequent fears that overuse might be damaging the sensitivity of a particularly fragile part of me.

When I went to the Tingle Tip website, I discovered that lovehoney.co.uk were also suppliers of this rather interesting toy. I have been an occasional tester and reviewer for them, both here and on their site but my latex allergy causes a few problem in terms of limiting the number of items that I can try out. So, it was with great excitement that I received a positive response to my request to be the first to review the Tingle Tip.

At first glance, it looks just like a normal Oral B toothbrush attachment, although obviously without the bristles, just a flat pink plastic disc instead. It comes with a dear little soft carrybag.

Whilst Ruf is normally very excited by the appearance of my toothbrush, he didn’t seem terribly interested in this at first because it looks so benign. It was only when I switched it on and placed it on his balls that he realised the full intensity of the experience.

Lying in bed, attending to his favourite appendage with my hands and tongue, I decided to use the time to pleasure myself simultaneously. So I lubed us both up with some Tracey Cox Tingle Lube and went to work. One hand and my mouth for him and the other hand holding the toothbrush for me.

The first sensation as it switched on was electric, making me jump. The most important thing about the Tingle Tip is that, because of its size, it has the most amazing directional control. It can access parts of you that the larger wand stimulators just cannot get to, so you can focus on any particularly sensitive and responsive areas and really find the spot at that moment. The combination of this and the toothbrush motor which is far more powerful than a standard clitoral vibrator and you have a blissful, if rather noisy, playmate.

Within seconds, it was taking me to places that normally take a fair amount of effort on Ruf’s part to attain. He was getting harder and harder at my obvious arousal. As one orgasm after another ripped through me, my face and chest were flushing, my mouth was a big O of wonder and the muscles around my hole were fluttering. Opening and closing from the intense stimulation, crying out mutely in their desperation to enclose something hot and hard. He was almost coming from the efforts of my palm but I needed him in me… not my hand.

I wanted so much for him to penetrate me, to add to the most exquisite sensation I was experiencing but my mouth was no longer working properly. It took huge concentration to reconnect my mind’s focus from my groin to my mouth. The words came out one at a time with great gaps and gasps in between, begging him so plaintively, he couldn’t fail but respond.

Unselfishly drawing back from his own climax, he put on the obligatory condom, pushed me onto my hands and knees and entered me from behind. One centimetre at a time, he slid oh so slowly into me and then retreated out again. His withdrawal just as protracted and lingering as his entry. It is so hard to describe to you the power of the orgasms that were hitting me as he was doing this, over and over in tandem with the intense vibration on my clit. Wave after wave of explosive energy. You may need to ask his neighbours about the decibels I was reaching as I screamed with abandon.

Ruf started to increase the rhythm, pumping in and out of me harder and harder as I chased the shooting stars that were flying through my brain and my body dribbled its pleasure from every orifice until, finally, I could take no more. It was too much in my current weakened state. My hands, arms and legs were shaking so uncontrollably from the onslaught that I could barely support my own weight, let alone his as well. I began to worry that I might damage myself since I was still in the recovery part of the ordeal I had undergone less than three weeks before. I had to switch it off and promptly collapsed into a heap on the sodden pillows.

After a few moments to catch my breath, regain my composure and reassure myself that my body wasn’t about to spontaneously combust from the inside out, I realised how incredibly selfish I had just been.

I leaned over and attached myself, hand and mouth to my beautiful man’s rigid cock and did what was necessary to reward him for being the selfless diamond that he is x

Would I recommend it?

Oh yes, it was another screamer

And the beauty of it is that it works for the solitary female wanker as well as couples. With liberal applications of lube, the plastic disc was far less harsh, friction-wise, than the brush head on my delicate areas so I will be able to increase my own personal usage.

For busy mums who barely have a moment to themselves, it will be a godsend. After a couple of practice sessions getting to know the most receptive places, a solo clitoral orgasm of extremely satisfying proportions can be achieved in a matter of seconds, providing the ultimate release from the rigours of giving childcare and the boredom of housework. And if you find yourself with a little more time to be leisurely, the insertion of a couple of fingers into either orifice can provide the most delightful completion of the experience.

All under the cover of: ‘I’ll be out in two minutes, Im just brushing my teeth’.

 

Originally posted at http://andeatingit2.blogspot.com/2007/09/ill-be-out-in-2-mins-im-just-brushing.html