Tuesday, 30 December 2008

Pleasurists #10

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Betty Red by Art & Soul Photography

Pleasurists is your round-up of the adult product reviews that came out in the last seven days from bloggers all around the sex blogosphere. Did you miss Pleasurists #8? Read it all here. Do you have a review for Pleasurists #10? Submit it here before Sunday December 14th at 11:59pm PST. Please re-post this list on your own blog if listed.

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On to the reviews…

Editor’s Pick

  • Afterglow Candle by Ansley Agnello

  • Note: Ansley always has the most adorable video reviews, and inspired myself and others to do video reviews. You can check out some of her other reviews at the end of the video too!

Madame Editrix

Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

Vibrators

Dildos

Anal Toys

Lube/Massage Oil/Bath Stuff

BDSM/Fetish

Erotic Books/Games

Adult Movies/Porn

Toy Storage

Miscellaneous


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Sunday, 28 December 2008

Review - Laya Spot

Babeland sent me the Laya Spot and I had the opportunity to try it recently. Made by Fun Factory it’s size is 4-1/4” x 1-1/2”, compact and easy to slip in a bag or even a pocket. It’s made of hard plastic and elastomer and takes 2 x AAA batteries. As you can see from the picture it comes in four colours.

I was looking forward to experimenting this cute little vibe, its shape was appealing and I was keen to see if it would work as well as I imagined. The + and – buttons control the three buzz/pulse patterns and vibration speeds, the different patterns are pleasing and at maximum the speed is good but not overly intense, although it may not be intense enough for some. The area around the buttons lights up red when the vibe is turned on making it easy to see them in low light. It is also fairly quiet which is important to me as too much noise from a vibe can be very distracting.

Where the Laya Spot really wins is the shape, difficult to describe but take look at the picture. It is a beautifully designed vibe, obviously very well thought out and it fits in all the right ways. The design means it is easy to hold in the hand and apply to the clit with the buttons still very accessible. It rests snugly over the clit and in certain positions can be used hands free because of its shape. The rounded end can be inserted and the larger vibrating end still hits the clit nicely, there are also grooves in the large end which help it fit in place, it nestles between the labia (“in a delightful fashion” says my beautiful wife). It could also easily and effectively be used as a massage tool.

I’m very happy with this new addition, it worked very well and I can imagine it being used in a variety of different ways so I’ll certainly be giving regular outings. Check out the demo video for the Laya Spot at Babeland.

Saturday, 27 December 2008

Sugasm #155 - Editor's Choice

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #156? Submit a link to your best post of the week by emailing me directly at radicalvixenatgmaildotcom Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks

I’m kind of … insatiable.

“She’s gasping already. Each breath a moan, each touch connected to the noises she makes.”

The most spankable day of the year

“And for spankos, they are a high holy day to be approached with all the reverence and gaiety of a Pagan-cum Christian holiday.”

Private club

“It’s that kind of club - the kind you have to know about, the kind that doesn’t even have a name.”

Sugasm Editor

Sex Work And Honesty: Being Childfree


Editor’s Choice

I Wonder


More Sugasm

Join the Sugasm

See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships

Autobiography of a Masturbator: Porn O’Graphicus, Part 5

Believing the Bullshit. Confession #202

Good Girl

Performance pressure

The Truth is, I’m Lonely


NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio

Angel Dark & Tereza Ilova - Close Friends

HNT: Tie

Purple Passion

Sibelle - Toyed

Vintage Kink Wednesday

What Santa Sees Through My Window….


Sex Work

High Heel Sucking and Dripping Dicks

Sex work and the right to choose


Sex Humor

Monday Mirage: Hundred Orgasm Woods

Who’s Your Daddy? Vader vs. Joker

WTF To Do With a Botched Trim Job


BDSM & Fetish

A Boy and his Sleepsack

Call my name

Feast

I smell like sex

My First Over-The-Knee Spanking

The only DIY Leather Hood on the net

Sex Life Snapshot

Tie Me to the Ends of Love, Part 3


Sex News, Reviews, & Interviews

12 Days of Christmas Sex Toys List

Beautiful Blonde Bondage Model Dia Zerva Endures Her Most Intense And Brutal Impact Play Scene Of Her Career

Bondage Model Christina Carter And Master Rigger Lochai In An Erotic Dance Of D/s on Hogtied

Fetish Pinup - Bettie Page dead at 85

Fresh Of The Presses, The Orgasm Bar 8 On DVD.

Fucking on Flickr

Hot Erotic Holiday E-books

On The 12th Day of Christmas: We-Vibe

Tribute to Bettie Page: Queen of Kink

Women In The Industry


Erotic Writing and Experiences

Almond’s Joy

Astrid, your mouth fucked my cock.

Casual Poetry

Headhunter

I Hurt

Mesmerizing Love

She Walks in Beauty Like the Night…

VIP anal, threesome, ATM

Windows



Thursday, 18 December 2008

I wonder

I wonder about the ways I expose you. The slow, deliberate removal of your clothes, unzipped inch by inch, unbuttoned and unhooked with singular actions while you stand patient and still. The measured peeling away of layers until all that remains is soft, bare skin begging to be re-dressed and refreshed with leather and chain. Dragging roughly at flimsy material, tugging it away from your tender flesh, yanking down, snatching away and discarding until you are naked, vulnerable. I hover tentatively on the edge of pulling buttons from the safety of their threads, ripping fabric and rendering clothing useless for future wear. It fuels me, sets sparks flying round my head and ignites fire in my belly. I delight in stripping you, removing the useless protection of your clothing and displaying your exquisite body, preparing you for my fresh deep-rooted fantasy.

I wonder how many ways I can hold you. Different and diverse constraints, the tone of my voice, the grip of my hands or strength of my limbs, variants of cuffs and chains, leather straps, soft rope. The smell of leather mixed temptingly with the gentle rattle of chain. Precise and tender buckling at throat, wrist and ankle, clipping hooks then tugging tight so movement is limited to my requirements. Utilising beds and chairs, tables and doors, floors, windows, walls, the promise of new ideas and previously explored possibilities float daily through my brain. Limbs tied together or apart, to each other or to inanimate objects, bent over, laid flat, pinned down, chained up. Standing, kneeling, lying down, on front or back, knees bent, arms stretched, so many positions tried and still to be discovered. Over my knee, folded awkwardly on the bed with hands behind back, knelt and bent on the floor or chained flat against the door. Restraining you frees me, unleashes my ascending dominant, submitting all power and control to her-it-him.

I wonder about the ways I spank, slap, smack you, turning pale flesh to rainbow shades of pink and red. Delicious shapes formed by your body responding quickly to my commands exhibit the focus of my attention, display it, present it so my hand itches to make contact, hard, firm and insistent. Sprinkled blows across cheeks, thighs, legs, a covering of painful attention dispensed with adoration and purpose. The reflected sting in my hand urges my arm to rise higher and fall quicker, sending flashes of arousal straight to my core. Flogger, paddle, crop, belt and barely tested cane, new tools not yet thought of, implements of delight each with their own enticing qualities. Different shapes, assorted weights, exciting sounds, more familiar now with frequent use these extensions of my prickling hand, throbbing cunt and rigid cock. I realise as you open and relax, when the brush of my fingers encounters wet, warm liquid spilling freely, that this is how it’s meant to be.

I wonder about the ways I fuck you, crisp, fresh and astonishing each time yet so familiar, so warm and safe. Fingers, fist, tongue, or cock, all aching to be inside you, to feel the space between us melt away. To be allowed and welcomed, drawn in and surrounded with the need to fill you, to possess you, to be ultimately intimate, forever closer, bears out from a space in me previously unknown. I’m constantly amazed by the disappearance of me into you, watch with wide eyes and pounding heart as we merge into one. Tender fucking, slow, deliberate, controlled and unhurried, to tease you and urge you to want more. Solid and strong, long fast strokes building rapidly to callous, wild, unfettered, and feral fucking. I can sense and see you encourage and approve as all my sense is obliterated and disintegrated in those sharply focused minutes.

I wonder how many different paths in passion we’ll walk together, what dormant kinks are still to be awakened and embraced. The quickening steps away from vanilla and into unchartered but irresistible new realms are restricted only by my revitalised imagination and your unending trust. I wonder where this journey will take us, to new heights and depths, an ever stronger and united partnership. I know it will be together.

Saturday, 13 December 2008

New this year

I have, this week, left being 40 behind me and become 41. The movement from one year to the next offers a vantage point from which to look back and reflect. A flick through previous blog entries will show that I’ve got a fair amount to reflect on because my fortieth year has proved to be full of surprising revelations and exploration. The past year has been scattered liberally with a whole host of new “stuff” including (in no particular order);

  • Exploring gender identification
  • Feeling comfortable in my body and recognising what had been missing
  • Throwing out my previously embedded Victorian view of sex
  • Strapping on and fucking with a cock
  • Packing (as often as possible)
  • First steps into BDSM
  • Writing erotic/pornographic stories
  • Blogging
  • My masculine name
  • Taking control in the bedroom
  • A (much) larger collection of toys and accessories
I have to say that if I’d been presented with that list on my fortieth birthday I’d have been horrified. (I might have reluctantly accepted blogging but the rest, no way.) A lot can (and did) change in a few months, especially once the Victorian view of sex was discarded. I look at the list now and it fills me with delight, I’m happy with it, it feels good and right. I actually can’t imagine being without the things on the list, they’ve become ingrained into my life, relationship and self. Those things feel like building blocks, the foundations for a re-developed me have been laid and they’re solid so I can continue to grow. I’ve finally grown up, matured both sexually and mentally and adopted the concept of “I don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks, I’m going to be who I am”

To summarise - my fortieth year saw me accept and embrace the fact that actually I’m a pervert, so all I can say is “Bring on 41!”

Wednesday, 3 December 2008

Words

When I was a teenager there were three things I wanted to do when I grew up, I wanted to be an actor, a writer or a teacher. I’ve spent the last 25 years doing none of these things until a year ago when one of those early aspirations started to come true. More recently, another has reared its lovely head again and become a big part of my life and that is writing. I can remember early attempts at writing, lots of teenage angst stuff, some poetry, a few story ideas that never quite got put down on paper. And then like so much of my inner self I shelved all hope in that area and walked a different path.

I started this blog one Sunday afternoon because there were so many changes going on in my head, body and life that I felt like I didn’t have enough storage space in my brain. Apart from my beautiful wife there was no-one I felt I could talk to about what was going on and there had to be an outlet so this blog was born. I’m very happy it was because it has given me the opportunity to express myself with words in ways I never even dreamed of previously and I feel like I’m doing it in a safe space.

Writing is without doubt tied up to my personal discoveries about myself; setting free my masculine side has also released the part of me with the desire and need to write. In the same way I miss my cock when I haven’t been able to pack, I also miss writing when I don’t have the time or opportunity. Which leads me on to my vocabulary, I’ve been thinking about the choices I make with words when I write. I have always had an interest in language and the way people use it, how it changes and evolves but my own strength of language hasn’t been something I’ve particularly considered.

I think my personal language and choice of words has often in the past been weak or I’ve sat on the fence. I would use words with little power, words that wouldn’t upset or offend or even convey a strong message about how I was feeling. “I feel fine” “That’s nice” “I don’t mind” The kind of statements that are washed out, but I wasn’t prepared to rock the boat by being more forceful.

I’m well aware that this is linked to the way I did and do feel about myself. A lack of confidence and self awareness in the past meant that I walked the middle line in most areas of my life. My recent enlightenment about my gender and identity is giving me confidence in writing as well as other areas. Since I’ve started writing here, particularly in posts about sex I’m finding that I do want to be forceful, and so my usual choices of words don’t work. I need to have words with clout at my disposal! Hard words, strong words, words that have punch in their meaning and that are heavily loaded with connotations. “Her nice breasts” doesn’t cut it. My awareness of myself and my needs is growing all the time so when reaching inside and writing about my rawest, most primal instincts around sex and desire I have to find words that accurately describe what I’m trying to say or it just won’t work. There are also times when I’m being much more determined in my spoken language but at the moment this is mainly confined to the bedroom.

Expressing myself through writing is new to me, not being afraid of sexual desire or lust is new to me so it’s not surprising that I’m learning these things as I go along. Or that I’m so much more conscious of the power of words and find myself seeking out alternative words to bolster and improve my vocabulary. There are so many words and I want to learn them all! I want to take them and twist their meanings slightly, put them in unexpected places and use them as a means of surprise. I want to seek out words that truly portray how I feel or what I want. I’m learning and testing things out, searching for my own voice and style; I love writing, in whatever shape it takes, from the first germ of an idea right through to the point where it’s finished and I love the fact that there are a vast array of words waiting to be used, discovered and enjoyed. So I’ll leave you with some words I’m enjoying at the moment;

Possess

Discipline


Yearn


Crave

Tuesday, 2 December 2008

Pleasurists #6



Jack & Katya by Digital Willy’s

Pleasurists is your round-up of the adult product reviews that came out in the last seven days from bloggers all around the sex blogosphere. Did you miss Pleasurists #5? Read it all here. Do you have a review for Pleasurists #7? Submit it here before Sunday December 7th at 11:59pm PST. Please re-post this list on your own blogs if listed.


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On to the reviews…


Editor’s Pick

Ophoria Pleasure #6 by Wendy Blackheart

“Well fuck me in the ass.

No really. That’s what I did as soon as I got this toy out of the package!”

Note: How could I resist picking a toy called Pleasure #6 for Pleasurists #6? But more than that, this review made me want to own an Ophoria Pleasure #6, which is the highest criteria for my weekly pick.


Madame Editrix

Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek


Vibrators

Hitachi Magic Wand by Erin Leone

Slimline Vibrator Review by FeministInPink

Dynamic Duo by Erin Leone

Acuvibe by Sexorcism

Waterproof Rhapsody, Symphony Edition by Epiphora

Finger Sleeve with Vibrating Bullet by Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

LELO Elise by Curvaceous Dee

G-Spot Dream Massager by Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

Slimline Vibrator by Holden of Packing Vocals

Hop ‘n Rabbit Stroker Vibrator by Catalina Loves

The Seduction: Pretty in Pink by Domina Doll


Dildos

Cobalt Dutchess by Phaedra Fallen

Acute and Silk by Ansley Agnello

Don Wands Blue Tip Clear Rings Glass Dildo by Epiphora

Ophoria Pleasure no. 6 by Ansley Agnello

Pure Pleasure Glass Dildo by Sylvanus and Mina of At Longing’s End

Blueberry Twist Glass Juicer by Shasta Gibson of Stiletto Diaries


Anal Toys

Pure Perfection - njoy Pure Plug by Thursday’s Child

Bootie by Ansley Agnello

The Flexi Felix - Best. Pet. Evar. by Elizabeth and Gabe of Pornocracy


BDSM/Fetish

Upside Down by Lolita Wolf

Lollipop Crop by Sinclair Sexsmith

Leopard Restraints by Betty Rocket

Blue Leather Blindfold by Ang


Lube/Massage Oil

Babeland Massage Oil Spray by Erin Leone

Babeland Body Kit by Hot Movies for Her

Eros Bodyglide by Essin’ Em

Strawberry Cheesecake O’My Lube by Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

Maximus - Best Lube Evah by Betty Rocket

Not a box of bees by Bad Bad Girl


Adult Movies/Porn

Straight Guys For Gay Eyes & Women Too! - Nick by J.D. Bauchery

Bree & Sasha by The Porn Librarian

Safe is Desire by J.D. Bauchery

Crash Pad Series, Volume 2-Unlocked by Domina Doll on Viviane’s Sex Carnival

Perversions of Lesbian Lust Vol. 1 by Domina Doll


Miscellaneous

Devine Satchel by Dangerous Lilly

The Velvet Touch Harness by Thursday’s Child

Jaguar Harness by Betty Rocket

How Dirty Toys Get Clean - Toy Cleaner by Thursday’s Child

Smart Balls by Domina Doll on Viviane’s Sex Carnival