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Pleasurists #11

I was listed in this week’s Pleasurists. Take a look at the rest of the review round-up bellow!

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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 #10? Read it all here. Do you have a review for Pleasurists #12? Submit it here before Sunday January 11th 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

Madame Editrix
Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

Vibrators

Dildos

Anal Toys

Toys for Boys

Sex Kits

Lube/Massage Oil/Bath Stuff

BDSM/Fetish

Adult Books/Games

Adult Movies/Porn

Toy Storage

Miscellaneous

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Toy Review: NJoy Pure Plug

I like to think of sex toys as luxury items. I appreciate presentation, craftsmanship, and the promise of something luxurious and decadent. Njoy delivers just that. The product description starts, “The NJOY Pure Plugs are modern art in their aesthetics, and power tools in their practicality,” and it does not lie! Their entire line begs for words such as “artisan creations,” and “real craftsmanship.” Njoy uses high quality, medical grade stainless steel to create their line of butt plugs and other anal toys. My first thought? Steel is fucking hot. It’s heavy, it’s cruel, and it has an aesthetic unparalleled by plastic counterparts. It’s also nonporous, easy to clean, and if you’re really paranoid you can probably autoclave it.

The particular toy I tested for this review was a small stainless steel butt plug from NJoy’s Pure Plug line. I was so excited when I saw it on my shipment confirmation that I practically stalked the mailman until I discovered a discreet Priority Mail box left in my vestibule. The toy itself comes in Njoy’s signature black box with pink satin lining. See what I mean about sex toys being luxury items? The plug is small, with a one inch diameter head, but weighing in at half a pound, it definitely makes itself known. (And for you glorious size queens out there, never fear, Sextoy.com carries the larger variety too.) For those of you who have not encountered NJoy toys, I’d say the weight is going to be one of the first things you notice. I wouldn’t call it uncomfortable, but I will say that you have to work to hold these toys in if you’re walking around (or doing housework, perhaps?). Personally, I think having to put a little effort into being tortured is hot, but if you are wearing it all day you will appreciate the convenient, slim handle.

NJoy’s small Pure Plug makes a great beginner toy, but if you’re looking for something a little spicier put your Pure Plug in the fridge for a few minutes before use. I debated the safety of this for a while, but I had it on good authority that it was safe, and the NJoy website claims that refrigeration can be fun, though they discourage freezing, so I decided this review wouldn’t be complete without a refrigerator test. My conclusion: if you’re having trouble getting a bottoms attention try this!

I love this toy, and would recommend it to any anal play enthusiast. Personally, I’m thinking about adding more NJoy toys to my collection just as soon as I can.

You can check out the NJoy Pure Plug, brows the whole selection of anal toys, or check out all the sex toys if you prefer.

memories

I love the human brain. I love the little tricks it plays like linking smell to time and place.

This morning I woke up at 7, and gobbled some yogurt on the way to the gym. Got home and prepped for a photo shoot. I made my first cup of coffee, freshly ground and then walked to Madam S clutching an MIT mug. I got there as they were opening and picked up some fishnets for the shoot. I was nearly out of coffee by the time I got home and I had already taken apart the grinder for cleaning, so I figured I’d cheat. I dug out a bag of ground from the back of the fridge — Kona with macadamia nut.

That’s when my brain switched to that weekend in Hawaii a lover treated me to last September. The breakfast of papaya and Kona coffee eaten in a treehouse while watching the island come alive. The long weekend spent in a bikini, giving up on getting the sand off. The receptionist mistakingly calling me Mrs. B*** and my cheerfully informing a honeymooner that no, actually, we’re celebrating my divorce. And of course, all that mischief we got up to.

And now I’m wondering at all the ways in which the human brain can be exploited for play. Not just tapping into socially constructed symbolism, but taking lessons from cognitive behavioral therapy, and nero-linguistics programming. Sooo many possibilities, if only I had a spare brain to play with.

Toy Review: Ball Gag

I actually tested this out the same night that I tested the Clover nipple clamps, but decided it merits further testing. You see, the joy of a ball gag lies not in eradicating complaints, and snarky remarks from your bottom (though that is certainly an added bonus), but rather in the helplessness of it all. Just picture your bottom with his or her mouth forced open, unable to protest your misdeeds, the strap cutting across their cheek to hold the ball gag in place. It’s sloppy and dehumanizing, and isn’t that half the fun!

This particular gag from Sextoy.com is a classic design featuring a rubber ball (mine was orange, but I’m sure it comes in other colors as well), with leather straps. The rubber ball is about an inch in diameter, with just a little bit of give. The straps are made out of a sturdy leather, with solid grommet attachments and chrome colored buckle.

On the whole I thought this was a beautifully constructed toy. The solid leather straps, metal details, and bright orange gag begged to be forced into a bratty mouth, and if I didn’t live near Folsom St. I’d worry about what the neighbors might think. However, this is the first ball gag I’ve owned, so I learned some things about sizing. Namely, you should think about sizing before buying a ball gag. Is your victim a dainty damsel in distress, or a man built like an ox and in need of some training? This gag, at an inch, maybe and inch and a half, in diameter, is a lot for me to wrap my mouth around, but not enough for someone with a larger built. Luckily, these things come in a lot of different sizes (not to mention colors) so size up your prey and you’re ready to shop!

And a final note on safety — communication is extremely important, I can’t emphasis this enough. So if you’re going to be using a gag of any kind please remember to set up a safe signal of some kind and be extra attentive to your bottom. My favorite safe signal? Give them a cat toy to hold and consider dropping it to be a safeword. The ones with a little bell inside are noisy enough to get your attention.

Feel free to take a look at the BDSM section, or go directly to the orange ball gag. You can also brows all the sex toys if you prefer!

exercise good for your sexlife?

I should be thinking about reviewing ball gags, but instead I’m thinking about exercise. I’ve been trying out gyms and the first thing I’ve found is that most of the gyms in my area have some version of pole dancing, stripping, or strip aerobics. I’m amused.

Has anyone taken one of these classes? I want the scoop!

I’ll admit a bias though. I think most any exercise is good for your sex life because it connects you to your body, while building strength and flexibility. Women will particularly benefit from lower ab work (just try curling your pubic bone toward your nose next time you have sex, you’ll see what I mean). But strip aerobics? Sounds fun, but I don’t think they really want 6-inch spike heels on that nice springy dance studio floor.

Toy review: Clover nipple clamps:

My boyfriend ran away screaming. Then I tried them on myself and discovered that nipple piercing and hard core nipple clamps simply don’t mix. So I did what any red-blooded American girl would do…I tried to pick up a boy at a bar. I had marginal levels of success there, but I wasn’t going to meet deadline so I went with my roommate’s best friend.

I wanted to mount a webcam for this cause it was just so classically college co-ed exploration, but that’s beyond the point. The girl took one for the team, stripped and let me put these scary things on her. As can be expected she described them as intense and made some high pitched squealing noises when I (gently) pulled on the chain. She did say they slipped a bit which was painful to her and surprising to me. You have to understand that beyond being the tightest type of nipple clamp I’ve tried they also have little rubber teeth that should prevent slipping.  We decided this is fun, but a bit too intense.

Clover nipple clamps are really the kind of thing that you need to be in headspace for and you need to be into pain to actually enjoy. Luckily, after much searching, and just before deadline, I found a boy, who will not be named in this review, but who responded favorably to the question “may I hurt you?” This never happens! Score one for the appeal of being a sex toy reviewer.

By this point I had gotten used to having people shy away from this little torture device so imagine my surprise when I actually had to do some work to scare the poor boy.

If you’re not familiar with the clover nipple clamps (as distinct from the clover coffee maker, and the lucky four leaf clover) it’s a type of nipple clamps connected by a chain. Pulling on the chain causes the clamps to tighten on the nipples, which is a feature exclusive to the clover clamps. This is great because not only do you have the usual benefit of something tight drawing the wear’s focus to his or her nipples, but you can also get the wear’s attention, or emphasize an important point by pulling on the chain that links the clamps.

I love this. The direct control over the pain level, the teasing/threatening joy of running my finger over the chain and letting the anticipation build. And then wrapping a finger through the chain and giving it a good pull while watching my victim grit his teeth…so much fun.

I love this toy, but it is probably not a good entry level nipple clamp. My first tester said she was aware of her nipples for a good long while after we took the clamps off, and I think my second tester would agree. I’m not sure if Clover describes the style, brand, or both but the only complaint I had about these is that the mechanism that allows the clamps to get tighter when you pull on the chain seems to catch on the attachment point for the chain. This didn’t cause any problems, but I was concerned about it when I first looked at these, and it could be fixed if the manufacture moved the attachment point about 1/8 of an inch (probably even less) lower. Otherwise these were great with rubbery, textured pads on the inside of the clamp, solid construction, and a good weight to the chain.

Short story: If you like rough nipple play get the clover nipple clamps! (And then buy me a drink.)

Feel free to take a look at the BDSM section, or go directly to Clover nipple clamps. You can also brows all the sex toys if you prefer!

Toy Review: Bubble Bath

It’s toy review time again, and today I have bubble bath. Not technically a sex toy, true, but totally sexy.

Sensuality and sex-appeal is a state of mind. When I’m stressed as all get out, falling behind on projects, and up against a deadline it’s hard to think about being sensual. Sexual energy, much like creative energy needs to be nurtured and maintained or it withers away until you find yourself in clothes that make you feel frumpy having sex you’re not really thinking about. Not good!

Of course there is no magic cure. No potion, and no bottle of bubble bath is going to bring your sensual energy into focus. However, the time you spend pampering yourself, or preparing for that big date sends a clear message. Spend some time focusing on your sexuality and you’ll feel more sexual and desirable. A bubble bath is a great way to make that time. It’s relaxing, it’s fun, and it’s “me time.” I’ve been a busy girl lately, so I needed the me time, and the kind folks at SexToy.com were happy to oblige me with a bottle of Jenna’s Bubbles bubble bath. It’s mango orange flavored which gets immediate bonus points in my book, and it’s part of a line of bath products that would make a good gift (though I wouldn’t give it to my mother if I were you since it has a lovely picture of porn star Jenna Jameson on the front.)

The bubble bath itself is fairly strongly scented. A departure from my normal line-up of all natural products, but pleasant in general, and light enough once it’s defused in a bath. It took about 1/3 of the 6oz bottle to get a solid fluffy layer of bubbles on my bath, and formed small, foamy, luxurious feeling bubbles. It was nice to just relax for a while and not think about all the things I have to do over the next week, and at the end of it my skin felt really soft and polished.

In short, I’m not sold on the strong sent but the silky post bath skin rocks my little red wagon!  Oh, and if you don’t need the me time as much as I did, try this with a lover!

Feel free to take a look at the Sex Toy Store, their bath and beauty products, or go directly to Jenna’s Mango Orange Bubble Bath. Yay sex toys!

I miss the snow

Well no, not really.  I’m the girl who puts on a sweater when it dips bellow 85, but I will be on the East coast in January.

New York January 6th through 8th, and Boston January 9th through 20th.  Last time I was out Calico was kind enough to gather some people from our mutual blog rolls for a drink…any takers for an evening of debauchery this time around?  I’m probably also going to be looking for coffee dates during the day since the people I’m there to visit are likely working.

Why I will never be a fetish diva

In no particular order…

  1. I know of as many French restaurant supply stores in my area as French lingerie stores.
  2. It’s Sunday morning and I have two types of bread rising — I review sex toys, but I also review recipes for baking cookbooks.
  3. This season I have been arm candy at a Google party and an Electronic Arts party — ah the geek cred.
  4. I watch programing methodology lectures for fun.  (This is possibly linked to the fact that I have not owned a tv for over a decade.)
  5. I talk about social engineering when most people talk about partying or flirting.
  6. I have lived in undeveloped rural places with no running water and I can’t wait to do it again!

Sex toy review

I’m introducing a new feature thanks to the kind folks at sextoy.com: weekly reviews. I had initially thought that this might be a good way to meet my goal of financing a cup of coffee quarterly through the use of affiliate links on my blog. However, I actually am impressed with sextoy.com. Their review coordinator, online store, and shipping division all seem incredibly organized and timely; they have a solid variety of toys and books; and they manage to make room for both romantic distractions and hard-core S&M.

This week I’m reviewing a lovely art book: Let Them Eat Cheesecake, the Art of Olivia. This is a hardcover, full color, book of fetish/erotica illustrations by Olivia De Berardinis, with an introduction my Hugh Hefner. Olivia worked, perhaps most famously, for Playboy magazine, but certain images in this book can be recognized from other contexts such as posters and gift cards.

The book features a collection of Olivia’s work from the 80s and early 90s. The style is both distinctive and reminiscent of 1980s punk aesthetic complete with neon colors and big hair. Some images featuring extensive tattoos, animal print skin, and dramatic manes reminded me of the covers of paperback science fiction fantasy novels targeted toward adolescent boys. Others feature classic pinups complete with vintage lingerie. My favorite element of Olivia’s style, however, is her detailed and highly realistic rendering of shear fabric and the nuances of the female form. Skin-tight outfits flirt with optical illusions making the viewer wonder if it is in fact clothing or tattoo. And just when you think you have learned to spot the subtle differences, Olivia throws some truly fantastical images into the mix that cross the line from body art to mystical creature.

My complaint about this book is that a lot of the imagery had a very strong 80s look to it. Not surprising given the period during which these images were produced, but big hair just isn’t sexy anymore. The pin-ups made up for it though, and the retrospective is interesting.  It would be more interesting to me though, if images were organized in historical order so that the evolution of Olivia’s work was more evident.

This book would make a great gift. Provocative without being explicit, it provides just enough plausible deniability to be a good display item and conversation starter. The images come from a collection of drawings, paintings, water colors and pastels showcasing a wide range of rendering techniques, and are accompanied by technique notes and artist’s comments.

Feel free to take a look at the Sex Toy Store, and book section, or go directly to Let Them Eat Cheesecake. Yay sex toys!