Dec 01 2008

Pleasurists #6


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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

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Nov 06 2008

The big dodge

Category: BDSM, Impact Play, It Really Happened, Leather Yenta, Lolita Wolflolitawolf @ 12:20 pm

Reposted from Lolita Wolf’s Predictions & Predilections

It was Thursday night at Dark Odyssey and we were hanging out on the porch of Oink. We had just finished the second and final part of a ritual scene where a boy had earned a pair of leather gloves. It was a perfect night. Momma Bear had gone into the cabin and had just come back out with her cane case. “Who are you gong to cane?” I asked.

She drew a long rattan cane from the tube, and declared, “You!”

“Um, I dunno…,”I began to protest.
“Just stay in your chair.”

She began to cane my thighs. I had not bottomed to canes in a very long time. I did not think I was up for it. I squirmed in my chair.

Seeing my discomfort, Momma Bear quipped, “Or you can find someone else for me to cane.”

So, there was a possible way out. I considered my options. And then came a taxi! There are golf carts at camp that are driven around as taxis by campers. Each camper has to do 4 hours of chores. Driving a taxi is a coveted job. This cart was being driven by Herb. I had met Herb a few weeks before at the Black Phoenix in Philadelphia. I had caned him and he had like it.

Herb, like most taxi drivers slowed down when going past our cabin. There always is some kind of action on our porch to see.

“Hey, Herb!,” I called out.

Herb stopped the cab. “You need a ride?”

“Well, not exactly. Would you like a caning? And I will drive your cab?”

“Sure!” Herb loved this idea and bounded up onto the porch. This was truly a Huck Finn moment for me. But as I hightailed it out of there with the cab, Momma Bear called after me, “I want you to find me another bottom within 20 minutes!” Oops! I was not totally free and clear.

I thought about my next challenge. Driving a cab was certainly advantageous in fulfilling this request. I would shortly know who was where and who was doing what with whom. I picked up a couple from the barn and drove them to their cabin and then picked someone up on the road and brought them up to the dungeon. I then headed over to the white house.

Donna was there in a long cape. She wanted a ride to the pool. “Hop on!” We took off and chatted on the way. By the time we had reached her destination, she had heard the whole story of how I was looking for someone for Momma Bear to cane.

“Melody would love to be caned by your Mama Bear.” Melody is Donna’s partner and her submissive. She is also a heavy masochist and perfect for Momma Bear. I was thinking that was totally going to rock. I would deliver! “But,” Donna continued, “she may be asleep already. She usually wakes up at 5am every day.”

“Well. Let’s go see if she is awake.” I gunned the cab. Uh, um, but there is no “gunning the cab” at camp. No matter how much you put your pedal to the metal, these cabs are slow. Especially up hill. See, this is a real story. Anyway, we drove back up to the top of camp to the white house. Donna’s swim was not happening. I needed her with me to give permission. And she was excited about the idea and had totally bought into my scheme.

We got to the white house and Melody was right there on the porch chatting. “Wanna get caned by my Momma Bear? Hop on!” Melody hopped on and Donna explained the deal. Melody got a miraculous second wind and was ready to play.

We got back to Oink. Herb saw us, stood up, pulled up his pants and came flying off the porch yelling, “I need my cab back!” We got out of the cab and Herb grabbed it telling me, “That woman is nothing like you. She doesn’t know anything about warm-up.” Then he took off.

Momma Bear was pleased when she saw that I brought Melody. I think she was a bit surprised, but she was very happy. Donna and I sat on the porch together and chatted while Momma Bear caned Melody. It was a nice night. I thought about Donna being naked under her cape.

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Oct 23 2008

Tying 705

Category: Bondage, It Really Happened, Leather Yenta, Lolita Wolf, Rope Bondagelolitawolf @ 11:40 am

I am always learning rope bondage. The things I can learn seem endless. But the more I do it, the better I become. I love tying slave 705. He can get out of my ropes. Like an eel, he will squirm and untie himself. I always watch him and learn where my weak points are. He will also give me pointers. “Sir, if you tied that rope lower on the arm, it would be more escape-proof.” Playing with an experienced bottom is a treat. I have no ego problems learning from a bottom.

Saturday night I tied him again. I used the techniques I learned from him, added a idea that I learned from David Lawrence, another from Tony Buff, yet another from Midori and I was done. I sat and leaned back on a bench and said, “Okay, now try to get out of that.”

He worked his wrists first. But I had tied them well and after 5 minutes of struggling, he shifted his focus elsewhere. Nothing was budging. And then he began on a knot on his chest. He moved to a chain wall and rubbed and rubbed. He was making progress, but I also figured that he would not be able to get far if he got that one untied.

He finally moved on to the safety line and started to untie that but he stopped before he came even close to getting it untied.  I think it strained his neck. He was defeated. It was the first time I had tied him up where he couldn’t get loose. I was quite pleased.

Thank you, Julia, for allowing me to borrow your slave.


Oct 19 2008

My big Saturday night date

Category: BDSM, Events, It Really Happened, Leather Yenta, Lolita Wolflolitawolf @ 11:26 pm

Our Saturday dinner ran late at Dark Odyssey. Oink and friends had forgone the camp dining hall. Glenda had barbecued steak, fish, vegetables and fresh corn on the cob. Dessert was grilled pineapple and peaches. It was quite a yummy contrast to the regular camp food.So, it was late. My hot butch date took off to her cabin to take a shower and I showered too. I packed a toybag - floggers (because she liked that last time) and rope (because she wanted to try something new).

She showed up and swooned when she saw I was wearing a slip. The night was muggy and humid and I wanted to be comfortable; I had no idea that she had a thing for a girl in a slip. It made me feel extra sexy. We both decided that instead of heading straight up to the dungeon, we would first go check out the Garden of Carnal Delights at Sex-O-Rama.

The Garden of Carnal Delights has four rooms, each with a different flavor. The first room was the “Make Out” room. We peeked in and saw that there were a few people in there. We decided to enter and we sat on one of the couches whispering and looking at the other couples. And then we kissed. She’s a good kisser. I liked kissing her and would have liked to kiss some more, but we both wanted to move forward and explore more. We didn’t have all night!

We moved to the next room and peeked in. This was the Orgy room. Nothing seemed to be going on at that time. There was only one naked guy in there sitting and waiting for something. We skipped that room and continued onward. It seemed that everybody was up at the Sex-O-Rama and most of them were on the porch. We stopped every few feet in order to greet people and flirt. We had fun flirting. I could be an outrageous tease and then stop, because I was here with a date. It was very fun.

Next we came to the peep show. There were four different sections behind plexiglass. In the first, a couple had just finished up what looked like a sex scene. The next section had a threesome with the bottom in a sling. A complicated scene was being set up in th third spot. There was a ladder and a man rigging up an enema. The last room was empty and awaited some other person or persons who would be exhibitionist. Last year I had danced here and made a lot of Kundalini Kash.

We then entered the next room, the Brothel. This was the room with the heavy action. We were greeted by the Madame. “Just looking!” we told her, “We’re on a date.” She shoved some Kundalini Kash in our hands and we pressed on to see who was available and who was busy doing what with whom. There were some very sexy people offering their services, people who I wouldn’t have minded blowing a wad of cash on. I have always had a good experience in the Dark Odyssey brothel. The cool thing about the brothel is that there are all types of people available. All genders, all ages, all body types. And the people selling themselves state their limits and control what will happen. The providers are the ones in control.

I did not need to hook up at the Brothel; I had what I wanted. I had my date with a sexy butch. We had seen it all and we began to make our way back. We flirted with more people and found some friends on their way to the peep show. We gave them our Kundalini Kash and advised that they tip the performers. And then we headed up to the dungeon to play.


Oct 18 2008

As If We Didn’t Have Enough Kink Here - The Week In Kink (#14)

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Oct 01 2008

Fucking and Flogging

Category: BDSM, Impact Play, It Really Happened, Leather Yenta, Lolita Wolf, Sexlolitawolf @ 9:16 pm

This is another Dark Odyssey story.

I saw Stew at Midnight snack on Thursday night. He gave me a big hug and a kiss hello. He’s really cute. We had met at camp last year. “I would love to try a flogging. Would you flog me?”

I looked at his big eager smile, and said,”Sure!”

We walked up to the dungeon together and stopped at my cabin to pick up some floggers. I did not bother asking him which ones he liked. He would have had no idea.

We picked a spot in the dungeon and I began to flog his back and his ass. I started with a light deerskin flogger. I used it lightly and told him that he could stop any time. I told him to pick a safeword.

He answered, “Pickle!”

“Pickle?” I laughed, “Pickle is a terrible safeword. It rhymes with tickle and if you said pickle, I may not hear it right and I may just start to tickle you.”

“Okay! Hot Sour Pickle!”

“Now, that is an excellent safeword.” I continued to softly flog him.

“Hot sour pickle!”

I stopped flogging him immediately. “Really???” I was shocked. I had been doing it so slowly and softly. I couldn’t imagine anyone safewording to that. “Hey, are you testing out your safeword?”

He laughed, “Yes, I just wanted to see if it worked.”

“Okay, it does. Don’t worry about it. Do you want to continue?”

“Yes, of course!”

I continued flogging him, slowly and gently and gradually building up. I read his body and could see that he was definitely not a masochist, But I was happy to introduce him to the experience.

When it was over, he asked if he could kiss me. I responded by kissing him. He was an excellent kisser and I enjoyed kissing him.

“Kissing you has made my cock hard.”

I reached down and put my hand on his cock. “Wow, that’s a beautiful cock.”

“I usually masturbate every day, but I haven’t come in two weeks. I promised Sandy that I would save it for tomorrow’s Bukkake party.”

“Wow, two weeks.” I held his cock tightly in my hand.

“Do you want to fuck for a little bit? I would have to stop when I get close.”

“Yes!” I ran off to get a condom and some lube.

The fucking felt good. And then just as it felt really good, he had to stop.

I had to respect a guy who keeps his promises.


Sep 25 2008

A man becomes a fucking machine

Category: BDSM, Bondage, Leather Yenta, Lolita Wolf, Sexlolitawolf @ 12:58 pm

It was a big fantasy of mine to be mummified, to be totally wrapped up where I could not move at all. Finally on Sunday, my girlfriend and another friend decided to wrap me up. She brought out pallet wrap and saran wrap and vetwrap. “Before we start, I want you to get out your butt plug.” I hurried to the nightstand and brought out my Aneros and presented it to her. She lubed it up and slowly stuck in my ass. It slipped in easily. I love that big full feeling. It almost instantly put me in a submissive headspace. I am a big strong man who could easily overpower these women, but having this toy in my ass made me feel small and willing to obey them. I was ready to be controlled.

The two of them first wrapped my arms and my legs and then they took turns: one wrapping my torso and the other holding me steady so that I would not lose my balance. They wrapped me all the way down to my feet and then wrapped my head leaving only space for my nose and mouth. Then they lowered me onto the bed. That was the scariest part. I am a big guy and I was worried that they would drop me! But they managed to gently position me. And then they put my favorite gag in my mouth. It’s a dildo gag - one side has a little cock tip that goes in my mouth and the other is a big long cock. They strapped it in and made sure I could breathe.

Then they turned up the music and left me alone. (They didn’t go too far – they could still hear me if there was a problem.) I wasn’t scared. I just got into a calm place. I began to squeeze my muscles which got the Aneros pumping in my ass. At the same time I began to suck the dildo gag. I fantasized that I was a sex machine – pumping and sucking. All I existed for was pumping and sucking. It got me very turned on and my cock got very hard.

I totally lost track of time. Eventually, I felt them back in the room. They were cutting open the wrapping to get my cock out. They removed my cock and it was hard and throbbing while I continued pumping and sucking. I felt them slide a condom on my cock and then the two of them climbed on top of me. One of them straddled my cock and the other straddled the dildo gag. I continued to pump and suck while they both used my two cocks. I was a fucking machine being used for their pleasure.

I could hear them, but except for the pumping and sucking, I could not move. They were using me as if I were just an object. It was so exciting, and with a shudder I came. Luckily, they had just finished, too.

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Aug 28 2008

My new ex-girlfriend

Category: Leather Yenta, Lolita Wolflolitawolf @ 11:02 am

One of the concepts I teach in some of my classes is that people are too quick to slap a label on a relationship. I think many people are goal-oriented and eager to define what role a person should play in their lives. Often they decide that someone they recently hit it off with would be a good match for what they are looking for. This decision is made before they really get to know each other. There is a rush to bestow the title of Master or declare someone a mentor or a slave or a boyfriend or whatever. Many times disappointment ensues when the other person does not live up to the expectations associated with the role that they have been squeezed into.

Personally, I am extremely slow to label a relationship. Some of my friends tease me because I am so slow. But what’s the rush? I am happy taking it slow feeling no pressure and not pressuring the other person. I don’t load on a bunch of expectations. It is what it is. That is not to say that I don’t expect certain basic things like honesty, respect and such. But beyond that, I allow a relationship to meander and grow organically.

On the flip side, I am also slow to break up. I am loyal and patient. I am willing to wait. And perhaps I wait too long sometimes. My relationship with my girlfriend had evolved and she was not living up to the expectations of what being a “girlfriend” meant to me. We went on for a long time with the status quo and it made me unhappy. I finally told her that calling her my girlfriend was phony and we both agreed that we would take away the label of girlfriend. I told her that I wasn’t sure what to call her now, but decided that she would just be my “ex-girlfriend.” We laughed about that, but now the expectations are removed and there’s no tension any more. We remain friends and we have plans to go on vacation with two other friends in December.


Aug 07 2008

Looking Thru a Glass Onion: Confessions of The Clown

Category: Cunnilingus, Events, Fellatio, Kink, Leather Yenta, Lolita Wolf, Oral sexlolitawolf @ 11:01 pm

from September 2006

There were cool posters all over Dark Odyssey advertising Cirkus Erotikus on Friday night. There were many acts: The Strongest Man in the World (punching), Boymeat the Whipmaster (cracking open balloons with Kundalini Kash inside), The Electrical Man (stun guns), The Sword Swallowers (knife play), Caged Animals and more. Down in the lower right was an ad for Go Down On The Clown. Most of the acts featured names but who was The Clown? Tristan said that everyone wanted to know who was The Clown. It was a big secret.

The Clown was a happy clown dressed in big bright clothes with a big red smile, orange braids and a hat with glitter. The Clown danced around kicking up striped socks and big black shiny shoes. And The Clown would pull up her dress to reveal bloomers and a big black cock. “Suck my dick!” she bellowed.

And the campers lined up. Some were timid and admitted that they had never before sucked a cock. And some were bold and voraciously swallowed the cock down whole. Some were egged on by their partners. Some were scared and ran away. Some needed direction, “Harder, faster, deeper!” and some were experts.

The Clown paid out Kundalini Kash to everyone who went down. “You need practice because you are terrible at this, but here’s $200 for trying.” The amounts varied. Only Marcus and Little Juliann earned the top amount of $500. Those two know how to suck cock and they look good doing it! The secret to looking good is copious amounts of drool.

On the way out, Marcus accosted The Clown, “I’ve been offered $300 Kundalini Kash if I go down on a woman and out of everybody here, I thought about you first. Will you do it?”

The Clown was very flattered, but not stupid. “You are getting $300? You need to give me $100 of that and then I will do it.”

Marcus was having none of that. “Go negotiate $500 for me and I will give you $100.”

Ya, right. The Clown went and negotiated $300 for herself so that Marcus could have his $300. The cock came off and the bloomers were pulled down and The Clown positioned herself on a massage table. Marcus dove in and did quite a nice job. Everybody got paid.

Well, here’s another clue for you all, The Clown was Lolita.

Suck my big black dick!

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Aug 07 2008

The Butterfly Temptress is Tempting BestSexBloggers.com Readers Now

Catalina by Altered Aperture (http://alteredaperture.com)

Catalina by Altered Aperture (http://alteredaperture.com)

Yep, I’m happy to report that the BestSexBloggers.com just keeps attracting the Best Sex Bloggers and writers and photographers from the Blogosphere.  We’re pretty psyched, because more variety, quality variety, was what we were striving for at the beginning of this project.  Heck, even Fleshbot wrote us up today (Thanks, Fleshbot!!)

The Butterfly Temptress is just your average everyday fat bisexual submissive housewife with a heart of gold and husband that is everything she ever could have dreamed of. When she isn’t battling cancer she can usually be found tackling the joys and pitfalls that come with being not only an ex-wife and a mother but also a sexual abuse survivor that believes healing is possible even when it comes to sex lives. And when their house finally falls silent at the end of the day she chronicles her journey for the world to see. Her writing covers everything from relationships and marriage to sex advice pieces and sex toy reviews. Her hope is to soon bring her own unique voice to podcasts and other collaborative writing projects and she welcomes any and all forms of communication with those who read her work.

We’re expecting a few others to join - I’m waiting for details from Padme from Journey to the Darkside and Sinclair Sexsmith of Sugarbutch Chronicles just sent me an email about Lolita Wolf’s Predictions and Predelictions also joining our kinky little korner.  I am looking forward to adding them both to the list of Best Sex Bloggers (and photographers!)

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