Friday, June 25, 2010

You sure got a purdy mouth...

If you've seen my past reviews of the Tenga products, you know how much of a fan I am of their stuff. Not only do they have some premium toys, they also feature some cheaper alternatives for those who want to test the waters. Babeland offered up this awesome masturbation sleeve from Fleshlight and I had to try them out. The Succu Dry is the Sex in a Can model, a smaller version of the bulky fleshlights. It also comes with a smaller price tag. Normal fleshlights run $70-$90 while this amazing piece of work is only $50. Still a bit pricey compared to the sample versions Tenga makes, however, the Tenga Eggs and Onacups are meant to be used once while this blowjob simulator is made of some quality stuff and can be used over and over as long as it's well maintained and cleaned properly.

The Succu Dry is a little over 7 inches tall and for all the world looks like a giant can of beer. The can itself is made of plastic, the sleeve from Fleshlight's patented superskin. The entry point on the sleeve is a pair of succulent looking lips punctuated by pointy vampire teeth. Don't worry, she doesn't bite. On the contrary, she sucks (in a very, very good way). The material is amazing, so soft and smooth. The inside of the sleeve has little nubs (about a quarter of an inch high) throughout the entire length. As wonderful as the superskin feels, it is just one of the great things about this toy.

The name says everything. This toy is all about suction. The cap on the bottom (top when in use) can be unscrewed to adjust the suction of the sleeve. Completely tightened, it is sometimes difficult to enter and I suggest opening it at least halfway to make this a little easier. You'll want to use plenty of lube (water-based only) regardless. After you are firmly inside, tighten the cap all the way and try some slow stroking. I find the most stimulation from completely closed to about a one full turn on the cap. Afterwards, the suction drops significantly. It still feels great, but the way the suction pulls and slides the skin of your penis and slips over the tip is just not the same at that point. Sometimes when you get the suction just right, the way the air slips through the toy causes the material to vibrate slightly and just adds that much more to the experience. Find what works for you and enjoy. The texture is soft and smooth and with the right amount of suction it feels amazing sliding up and down your cock. Like most masturbation sleeves I've used, during my orgasm the textures are just too intense and I can't use the sleeve, basically waiting for the head of my penis to desensitize. That's really the only gripe I have with the toy at all, but it's consistent with any sleeve-type masturbator from my experience.

The material holds up well, I've used my fleshlight about five times now and notice no signs of wear after multiple cleanings. This is one area where the fleshlight can be slightly more demanding. To clean your Sex in a Can, you have to remove the liner and rinse it out by turning it partly inside out. Use warm water and rinse away all the lube and cum (don't use any cleaners or soaps as it may damage your toy!). Afterwards, I normally pat dry with a towel and leave it to finish drying on a towel rack or something similar. Make sure it is COMPLETELY dry before putting it back into it's case. The last thing you want is mildew in your sex toy.

After all is said and done, I'm torn. The fleshlight is not better than my Tenga products, but it is not worse either. I would say they are different sides to a badass coin with two heads. You are bound to win either way.  The material, texture, and most notably, the suction of the Succu Dry make it a great choice for a masturbation sleeve and at half the cost of the Tenga Fliphole... it certainly does have its perks.
Friday, June 25, 2010

e[lust] #16



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Welcome to e[lust] - Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #17? Start with the rules, check out the schedule in the site’s sidebar and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

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Sex Pistil’s Guide to Sucking Great Cock - The penis is not something to be feared. It’s not something to hide from, and it’s definitely not something to be put up with the good china and used for special occasions only. The penis is alive and breathing, so to speak, and as such, is not a one-size-fits-all, if-one-guy-likes-it, all-guys-like-it kind of entity.

An Erotic Vignette - “You will come, and when you do, you will yell my name. Because I own you.” “No,” she whispered again, terrified. The last part of herself… total control over her pleasure, the responses of her body… surely he couldn’t… but his eyes said he could.

Dual Erotica: TahoeWe finally reach our floor and excitement wars with nervousness in my head. After all, it’s been a long, long time for me. I don’t have the body I once had; I’m not nearly as experienced as you are. But there is no turning back, not that I want to

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Does Size Matter? - I am most definitely a size queen when it comes to my sex toys…but there’s a reason for that. Using a dildo is very VERY different from how I get fucked by a guy.

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~

I Want It AllGender (identity) is different to (biological) sex. Biologically there are males and females, and those who identify as neither (intersex). But it’s sure as hell not that simple, no matter what society says.

See also: Pleasurists #80 and #81 for all your sex toy review needs.



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Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Along OUR Beating Path
Bringing Sexy Back
Equality
Fear (No Loathing) in Las Vegas
Getting Started in Swinging – Clubs
I’m a woman, and I like porn.
M says I’m a good girl!
Nerves & Dysfunction – Erectile Issues in the Lifestyle
Revelations (Of the Feminist and Slut Kind)
Sex Addiction
Submission is not an excuse to be Spineless!
Semi-Rape – Couldn’t Say No
Toys Vs. Cocks
Transtastic: On Why My Relationships are Queer
Words, Words, Words

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Sex Ed
The Uncensored Realm of Internet Erotica


Kink & Fetish

67 orgasms will do this to a woman
Bless Me Father… For I Keep Sinning
Carnival
Can I?
Life List: TortureGarden Party…check
Three is a Magic Number – Part 1

Erotic Writing

#8 – Sharing is Caring
Alone
A Gracious Acceptance
disrobing
Erotica: Like This
Gagging her…
Homecoming
I Opened My Eyes
Kiss
Love, Sex And The Snooze-Button
Not Now
Phone Threesome
Remember…?
sex is sex no matter the sex
sexy photoshoot – part II
The Customer
Tall Summer Grass
The cave of unimaginable sincerity and beauty
Very Far from Heaven
Wife swap on holiday
With heels on
Wednesday, June 23, 2010

A Picture of Lust

She was stunning.

Her porcelain skin was a sharp contrast to the black sheets. Brown hair in curls, they dangled deliciously down her shoulders like rivulets of rich coffee. Lying on her side, innocently nibbling a single finger, her green eyes watched me watching her. It was hard to stay focused. Still, she was a client and I would not cross that line.

I dipped my brush, studying her skin intently. Mixing and dabbing, I quickly came to the tint I wanted and made several shades across my palette. I started at her shoulder, like a lover kissing that soft curve. My brush an extension of my hand, her flesh blossomed onto the canvas under me. The arch of her neck and the subtle grace of her jawline. Her sumptuous lips, a deep red that spoke of lust and passion. That tangle of brown, thick and full... those deep emerald oceans, drawing me in... I lost myself for a few moments, simply gazing at her, wanting her, needing her.

The brush nearly slipped from my fingers and I caught myself. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and focused again. A lighter shade now, some here, some there.. blending to get the shadows and depth of her cleavage, her full breasts becoming softer beneath my hands. I traced those curves, trying to do her justice, to lock in the lust I felt on canvas. I moved lower, the graceful curve of her waist, the rise and fall of her hips. Her other arm was stretched between her legs, her hand covering her pussy. No, not covering.

Rubbing.


My already hard cock throbbed inside my pants. Her hand moved slowly, almost as if I were imagining it. Her fingers glistened slightly and the faintest bit of color was in her pale cheeks. I steadied myself with a breath and continued. Focusing intently on her hand, though impossible to capture that wicked motion that taunted and tempted me, I put what I could on canvas. Her arm stretched as if reaching for a lover, fingers massaging the pink folds of her dripping cunt. I added color to her cheeks and a little sheen to her skin as she began to sweat. I fleshed out her thighs, smooth, luscious, inviting. The curve of her calves and ankles, her feet lost in the tangle of sheets.

Finished with the wondrous and agonizing task of painting her, I breezed through the sheets, only half looking at the canvas as her hand began rubbing more rapidly, her hips moving slightly with the effort. She was breathing louder, heavier, a panting. I signed the bottom of the painting and watched intently, my cock almost painfully throbbing now. Her voice rose and she lost the pose, her neck and back arching as she moaned in release.

"Are you done?" Her voice seemed slightly annoyed.

"What?" I jumped slightly and looked away, startled at the sudden change.

She was sitting up, legs crossed. I looked back at the painting, it's canvas only half done and a distinctly vivid error where my brush had wandered in my now obvious reverie.

"No, I'm sorry. Can you give me a moment? I need a short break."

She looked even more annoyed. That was fine. I went to the bathroom and finished my fantasy and came in that pouty little mouth.
Sunday, June 20, 2010

Pleasurists #82

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Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Tantus Big Flirt Plug

I've been exploring various anal toys for a while now, from plugs to beads to pegging. While I have yet to find anything I truly love, I've been pleased with the experience and keep looking for more ways to add and enhance this experience. I was offered the Big Flirt for review by the wonderful folks at Babeland and had to take them up on their offer. I already had some experience with smaller plugs and this was just the thing to move me up a notch.

It arrived in its plastic Tantus box, folded neatly together and inisde a clear clamshell. I got the black one though it also comes in purple and orange. Like all Tantus products, the Flirt is made of 100% premium silicone. It has a glossy finish and a smooth surface for easy entry. It's firm but pliable and moderately squishy. It's just shy of 5 1/2 inches long, with 4 1/2 inches insertable. The Flirt is 2 3/8 inches at insertion and widens to a nice 4 inch circumference at it's widest point. Made from such high quality silicone, this toy can be cleaned easily with toy cleaner, a mild soap, boiling, or bleaching.

My only other plug, the Bootie, is significantly smaller and can be worn during sex or daily activities. This is not the case with the Flirt. Though it has an appropriately flared base to keep it from being swallowed by your hungry rectum, it is not only hard to keep in, it is a bit uncomfortable to wear when fully inserted due to the round base. However, during use this toy performs very well, the smooth silicone glides in easily and slowly relaxes and stretches you out, giving you some nice sensations as well as preparing you for more and\or larger toys.

One of my favorite tricks to do with butt plugs is to apply a vibrator to the base for added pleasure and since my wife recently acquired a Mystic Wand, that is what I used. The silicone conducts the vibes well, though the tip is small and has no curve to get those feelings where I want them. It does feel ah-mazing as it pulses through the base, though.

I was pleased with this butt plug and plan on using it more in the future so we can experiment more with pegging and see how we both enjoy that. I would recommend this for anyone looking for something a little larger than a starter plug or if you want to jump right in, it could be used as a beginner's toy. Just be patient, go slow and if you don't want it all, don't use it all.

If this interests you or you're looking for something else, check out the great selection of toys over at Babeland!
Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Stuff of Substance

I was introduced to substance abuse at the age of nine. Though my dad drinks, he rarely did so. My mother smoked cigarettes for 30 years before finally quitting when I was about twelve. She was on anti-depressants and nerve pills for a while, but I was too young to remember those days. I was blessed with parents who were not strung out, were not abusive. My brother and I were raised by caring parents in a relatively peaceful home environment.

My brother(we'll call him J) started "huffing" when he was 15. For those unfamiliar, huffing is inhaling the fumes of a substance to get high. Paint thinner. Butane. My brother was soaking a rag in gasoline and putting it in a brown paper sack to inhale. My dad found out and they came to blows. Dad kicked him out. Minutes later my father drove down the road and picked him up. He immediately enrolled him in a rehabilitation clinic to try to help him clean up. In hindsight, my dad has reflected that if he had not tried to be so 'understanding' and just beat his ass for screwing up, maybe things would have wound up differently. I honestly do not think it would have mattered.

After being released from his rehabilitation program, he fell into the same type of crowd. Now he was smoking marijuana, doing mushrooms and acid. This went on for a couple years. When he was 17, my brother's best friend (called M) was shot in a bar fight. Everyone had been drinking, there was an argument. The other guy went to his truck, got a shotgun and blasted M in the leg. J and his friends piled into a pickup and he held his friend's leg in his arms as tight as he could, adding pressure to try to stop the bleeding. By the time they arrived at the hospital, he had lost too much blood. He died soon after.

I know how traumatic this experience was for him. I saw how much it hurt him, how it tore his world apart. I also saw how he dealt with it... or the lack thereof. For nearly the past 20 years my brother has been on one drug or another. He has done cocaine, heroin, LSD, crystal meth, ecstasy, mushrooms, and probably more drugs than I know the name of. He has been in and out of jail, in and out of rehab. My parents have fought for him, cried for him, cried over him. My mother's nerves are shot, she's back on meds. My dad has eleven stints in his heart from stress and is ineligible for a bypass. Of my brother's high school circle of friends... five of seven are dead from drug-related incidents.. two committed suicide.

Currently, he is on methadone... a legal treatment for his addiction to oxycontin. Why they call this a treatment, I don't know... He's been on it for years now and the purpose, I thought, was to ween them off of this crap. Apparently, they listen to him when he says he needs to up his dosage. Of course, the reason they do that is money. There's no money in breaking someone from their substance abuse. They'll stop paying you.

That's not the only thing he does. He still does other drugs, plus his methadone. I've stopped talking to him. I see him at holidays, but otherwise I can't stand to be around him. Not because I don't love him or even that I get disgusted by the things he does. It's because I knew him when he was clean. Not only before he started, but he was clean for 2 years before relapsing. That man was my brother. We hung out, played games, went fishing, whatever. When he is medicated or high, he is fidgety, agitated, aggressive. Oblivious to others around him. His lifestyle lost him his marriage and it constantly upsets his two children who now live between mom and dad. No one breaks promises like an addict.

I know he has a problem. We have tried helping him, for years.. and years.. and years. The only person that can help J is himself now. Several people I know in real life, as well as people I blog and tweet with talk about substances they use. I myself drink liquor on occasion. I try hard not to judge people for illegal substance abuse, but given my past exposure to it and the giant gaping hole it ripped into my family... I find it difficult. I have never touched an illegal substance. I do not say this to brag. It's not a badge of honor for me. It's the side-effect of trauma wound... of having a person I love taken from me. He may still be alive, but he's not the man he was or the man he could have been. He was sober for 2 years after being released from a detention center. Those years were some of the best memories I have of him.

Why do people do this to themselves? To their friends and family? It comes down to selfishness. It's my body, it's my life. I'll do what I want to, don't you dare tell me what I can and can't do. It feels good, it's fun. All my friends do it, everyone I know does it!

Maybe it's time you change friends. Maybe it's time you change lifestyles. Do not be so naive or self-absorbed and think that your actions and what you do only concern you and your little universe. People care about you. Some look up to you. Some depend on you. The only thing that hurts more than hurting someone you love... is knowing that you did.
Wednesday, June 09, 2010

You can't consent to THAT!

While browsing the interwebs, I ran across this article about a man in Sweden being charged for assault for being in a BDSM relationship. The defendant is a 32 year-old man, his partner a 16 year-old girl. (The consenting age in Sweden is 15, apparently.) A relative noticed bruises on the girl and reported it to the police.

"The prosecutor, Ulrika Rogland, has ruled out rape as the parties are accepted to have consented to their sexual liaison. But the court is set to rule on the issue of where the legal limits lie with regards to violence inflicted on another human being, even if they agree to it." 
 While I understand the reaction from the girl's relative (though extreme), the proper recourse would be to talk to the girl about her relationship with the defendant. Still, at such a young age it was probably more of a "I know what's best for you" attitude. I'm trying not to freak out about the girl's age, as it is a cultural difference, but I just don't see what the hell a 32-year old man is doing with someone so young.

Aside from that, what the court is trying to establish could begin a dangerous precedent on what you are allowed to do in your own bedroom... and what you are capable of consenting to.
Tuesday, June 08, 2010

e[lust] #15


Photo courtesy of Sexy Tiger X


Welcome to e[lust] - Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #16? Start with the rules, check out the schedule in the site’s sidebar and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~

Evolution – Open Marriage, Swinging, & Polyamory - Do we REALLY believe that there is one love for us? Do we really believe there’s one cock or pussy to fuck for the rest of our life?

Sweet To Taste - “I’m dinner tonight,” she breathes. “So don’t let me get cold before you start feasting.”

Having a boyfriend makes me feel fat - I know my worth as a person isn’t devalued by my weight – but I can’t get past the notion that my worth as a partner is.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

Fucked by a Stranger - For as long as I can remember, I’ve had this bizarre, twisted fantasy. The roads leading to it were different, but the end result the same: a stranger fucking a very willing me in my bed in the dead of night.

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~

At Her Mercy - “You have been such a good boy today. Where do you want me to put your cock next?” she said with a wink.

See also: Pleasurists #78 and #79 for all your sex toy review needs.


All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Erotic Writing

A Taste of Honey
A Collaborative Fantasy
Dirty in all the Right Places
Fuck my face
I miss your cock
I Didn't Think I Was Ready...
In a nightclub
Just can't get enough
Let's Not Waste That Morning Wood
Morning Lust
Nothing Personal, prologue, part one
Possess Me
Stowaway Dildo. Confession #477
The Black Sheets
The Sitter
Waking Up

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

EdenFantasys: A pattern of deception
HIV, Lube Quality, and Anal Sex: Scare Tactics at the LA Times
I Bet Nick Cage Won't Eat A Preying Mantis
Interview with Scott Owens of EroticBPM
Reaching a Goal

Kink & Fetish

Another Night of Debauchery
Batteries with a Hook
Chastity and the ensuing Punishment
Differences in Submission
I can feel him punch-fucking me
Patient Griselda
Please hurt me
Please, Sir
Remembrances
Story: The Price (FM/M)
Summoned
The Submissive & My Paddle
Visceral and cerebral
Whippings at the Royal Palace

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Answers with an Agenda 3- Dental Dams
Acceptance
Getting Started – Their Profile
How Swinging Gave Me Confidence
My View on Monogamy
Roxy’s April Visit: Collaring My girl, the Ceremony
Sometimes Simplicity
The Sad Seal Lady & Other Precautionary Tales
The 4 of Swords
Monday, June 07, 2010

My Pleasure...

is your pleasure. Or her pleasure, rather, since I am not having sex with the vast majority of you (your loss here =p).  Of course this attitude extends well past the sexual. Recently, I read a post on monogamy that defines it as a commitment to the personal growth of your partner and not simply a vow of not sleeping around. I've already voiced how much I agree with that post, but I also want to embellish a bit on my own. I strive to make my wife happy, not just content... for us not to be complacent but to move forward in that happiness. Each day, the challenge is "What can I do to make her day better?" Not just on the bad days or the sad days, but on normal average days or even great days. What can I do to make my partner's day richer, fuller, funner?

I admit that I cannot take this approach every day, but it is a mindset that anyone in a monogamous relationship should adopt to some extent. Both partners, striving for the other's growth and happiness creates a powerful reciprocating effect that can lead to true joy and a lasting commitment.

This outlook may seem jaded to some. I am not so inexperienced or naive to think that our lives are always filled with sunny days and mind-blowing sex. Relationships are challenging, even when it's just your personal relationship with yourself. If you aren't right with you, how can you relate and embrace other people? It only gets far more complicated. At the same time, that's part of what makes these bonds so awesome and strong. Sarah is not just my lover, not just someone to help with household duties and parenting. She is my best friend, my staunchest supporter in whatever I do and the person that keeps me in check when I think entirely too much of myself. (happens frequently..) Together, we've dealt with things I never thought I could handle and we've talked through issues from our childhood and helped each other come to terms with traumatic experiences.

That's what it means to committed to someone. You help each other cope with the pains of life, share in the joys of love and challenge and encourage each other to grow as a person and as a couple.
Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Pleasurists #80

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