PinkCherry $100 Shopping Spree Giveaway

June 30th, 2012

PinkCherryYou guys know that I review for a couple of awesome sites, and PinkCherry is one of those. Nancy has always been super about sending me new and good toys–and even some that don’t work so well–so when she asked if I could help promote their Facebook page with a giveaway, I said “Of Course!” The folks over at PinkCherry are going to offer one of you, my readers, $100 to go on your own sex toy shopping spree. That’s right, you can get whatever you want. Plus, they’ll cover shipping and taxes. Pretty awesome, right?

Right!

Leave one comment each for each of the entry types below on this post before July 20 to enter to win. You can Tweet daily (no need to include my username, guys!), after you submit the mandatory entry.

  • Head over to PinkCherry and tell me what you’d buy.  Perhaps it’s something on the new products list or any of the BDSM and fetish items. –Mandatory.
  • Like the PinkCherry Facebook page, and let me know which number you are on the “Like” country (refresh the page to see).
  • Leave a relevant/thoughtful comment on any other recent (three months or so) post. Leave a comment here with a link to your comment.
  • Follow me on Twitter and tweet about the giveaway (once daily). For example: Adriana s giving away a $100 shopping spree to @pinkcherrytoys. Visit of Sex and Love to enter http://ofsexandlove.com/?p=4117 Ends 7/20
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Giveaway is open to Continental US and Canada.

Good luck and thank you for entering!

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Back and Forth

June 29th, 2012

Soft.

Her thighs were so soft and porcelain pale as he knelt behind her. The soft flesh of her thighs pressed back against the tense muscles of his own, and he could easily feel the difference. His fingers dug into her flesh. He couldn’t see, but he could imagine, the marks they would leave after all was said and done.

Like her thighs, her lips were soft against his own body, his erection. He pushed the head against her soft folds and curves. More than soft. Warm. Wet. Perfect. His fingers clenched into her soft thighs and the moan that escaped his own soft mouth was harsh as the softness enveloped him.

Hard

He was hard, so hard inside of her. The erect penis, she thought, wasn’t truly hard in the sense of the word. It wasn’t rigid. The skin was still soft, so soft, and warm, but it sheathed the stiffness of his erection as he entered from behind. It was the perfect hardness, anyway, to find her G-spot, to stroke it with the right amount of intensity. Not too much. Not too long that the hardness would make her cry out in pain as he thrusted. No accidental violence to her cervix. His cock was perfectly hard.

So, too, was his body behind her. While hers has none-too-gentle curves, his had naturally defined muscles. She cool feel his abs, above the base of his cock, hard as he strained. His hips, his pelvis were just as hard, the bones sometimes pressing into the milky white flesh of her bottom as he pulled her back against him or pushed himself ever further into her. It was hard to make their bodies one.

Soft

Her breasts were so soft, as white as the rest of her flesh. Gravity pulled them down, rounded orbs with hardened nipples, the likeness of a fresh raspberry. His hands moved from one soft part to another. He anchored himself by reaching forward and cupping her breasts in his hand. Still, he thrusted into her impossible warmth and softness. He didn’t know how such perfection could exist anywhere. She was soft everywhere, perfectly.

Hard

Her arms were tense, one holding the weight of her body, while the other reached between her legs. He was thrusting harder, now, and she she was playing her clit like a fine-tuned instrument. There was no delicate violin, this was like a drum. She needed rhythm and pressure. She pushed hard–until it hurt. The muscles in her arm felt like rocks and lead, both. She was almost there. Almost. Almost. There! Her hips shook aggressively, muscles deep within tensing and contracting unmistakable, grasping the hardness of his cock within her. Jaw locked, she mimicked his own harsh sounds of earlier.

The hard spasms of her orgasm, toned muscles pulling the very life from him. It was so hard so hold back, until he just couldn’t any longer. His tension mounted, and then his body shook, hard, as he responded with his own contractions, his body conversing with hers in a way over which he had no control. His cum cascading in its own violent way. His upper body collapsed against hers, hard.

They both breathed raggedly, too hard for comfort.

Soft

His cock, now soft, remained nestled against her. Legs entwined, tension dissipated. Nothing as frenzied as mere moments before. Everything soft.

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Smooth Lover

June 26th, 2012

Smooth Lover

Smooth Lover

This toy has been discontinued.

The Smooth Lover dildo from MyPleasure is actually one that I’d had my eye on for a long time. I mean, it’s just so pretty, but it doesn’t look like it’d do anything for me. For a while, no dildo did, and my luck is inconsistent even today. I took the plunge and asked to review it this month, and I’m, torn. On one hand., it’s a pretty, pink, silicone dildo and I kind of want to stick it to my wall–you can do that with the suction cup base–and look at it all day. On the other hand, I never want to use it again.

So, this dildo isn’t actually smooth. There are embossed swirls and such on it, which is exactly what gives its the pretty appearance. The silicone at the base spreads and thins out to create the suction cup, and there’s a slightly contoured head that had a ridge of silicone around it. Under the head, at the frenulum area, is this little nub of silicone. It’s kinda cute, but also sort of weird. You can imagine this is intended to stimulate the g-spot because the dildo is perfect straight otherwise. It feels interesting to begin with. Even though the dildo isn’t smooth, the scrollwork can’t be felt internally. Most people have mentioned that. However, the nub can. At first, I liked it and then it very quickly started to irritate the inner wall of my vagina, so I stopped playing with it.

I think I prefer my vibrators straighter and my dildos curved. I don’t like to stroke as much as I like to clench around a dildo. It was also a little awkward to hold this one. I wound up sort of pinching the base, because it’s only 6″ long, and there’s not a lot of room to grip it down there. I constantly felt as though it was going to slip out of my hand. I was pretty surprised by the firmness, or lack thereof. I think everyone who’s ever written a review for this toy has come to a different conclusion. The core is definitely firm, but it’s softer toward the base, and you can bend it a bit. It’s still not the best for g-spotting, in my opinion. Neither is the base wide enough for strap-on usage.

So, the chance to review this dildo pretty much confirmed my fears. Yes, it’s pretty. Yes, the suction cup works really well. It’s also annoying. There are two very visible seams. It’s awkwardly shaped for both g-spotting and holding. It’s definitely one of those “maybe they’ll be distracted by its looks” type of deals.

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Cici

June 25th, 2012

I was pleasantly surprised by Cici. Its design evokes Tantus’ silicone dildos, but it’s pretty small. For some reason, I forgot that I love small toys. I don’t know what’s up with that. So, I think you can guess that I actually found Cici pretty effective, despite the fact that it’s only a little over 5″ long and 1.5″ in diameter. In fact, I’d say it probably feels smaller than that, probably because the width is about the same all the the way through. There’s a slightly contoured head, but it’s not so extremely that you have to work your way up to it. There’s no major tapering or growth in size. I tried this after the horribly rigid Vanity vr 4.5, though, so that probably affected my perfection.

One thing I noticed right away is that the gentle G-spot curve makes this thing falls over. It may be silly, but I like toys that can stand up on end. Blush could improve Cici, maybe, by using a suction cup type base instead. Otherwise, the base provides a steady place to hold this dildo, and it always works for strap-ons; although, Cici doesn’t come with one.

The silicone is definitely firm for you to be able to control where this dildo is going. I’m not a huge fan of dildos that are so soft that I have trouble inserting them. In fact, once I lubed this up a bit, the head quickly pressed against my G-spot, and I was able to squirt within seconds. There’s a tiny bit of give if you squeeze this dildo in your hand, but the core is firm enough for thrusting or simply holding in place. It wasn’t so firm that it molested my cervix, however. This is good news, because it was feeling especially sensitive the first night I tried it. Sometimes I just need something small and a little soft, and Cici fit the bill.

So, I’m not quite gushing about this dildo, because I do like the feel of the softer silicone better. However, it did make me gush. The silicone is slightly more shiny than velvety. The manufacturer calls it satin–whatever that means. The material is best used with water-based lube, of course, but you don’t have to worry about phthalates. You can even bleach or boil to clean it well enough to swap between partners or holes, which is one of the pluses if silicone. Unfortunately, Cici will collect lint just as well as any of your other silicone toys, and this one only comes in a plastic box that you’ll probably throw away. A storage bag would be a nice option, in my opinion.

I would recommend Cici to anyone looking for an affordable G-spot dildo. If you’re not sure that this type of stimulation will work for you, you don’t need to spend a whole lot on the Cici. You could even get two or three of them for the price of any G-spot vibrator.

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Vanity by Jopen – Vr4.5

June 23rd, 2012

I am just not having much luck with the Jopen vibes, but I really want to. The most recent round that the company released use the .5 naming. That is, version 4.5, 5.5, et cetera. It’s kind of cute but also kind of confusing, because it doesn’t seem like the 4.5, which I received, is actually halfway between versions 4 and VR5, and that’s exactly what I’d expect that sort of nomenclature to denote. Whatever.

So, the 4.5 is far different from the Jopen toys I’ve tried before. It’s a rabbit style vibrator, but both the clitoral attachment and the 5″ shaft are quite flexible, which might be good if you tried a similar vibrator–Lelo’s Ina comes to mind–but the design pressed too hard against you. Additionally, the clitoral arm isn’t just a rounded nut, but it has a little extension of silicone that vibrates wildly back and forth when the motor is on, the like rabbit ears of olden days. I always preferred pressing the actual bullet of rabbit vibes against my clit, but others enjoy this lighter, tickly sensation, so the 4.5 brings it back.

The vr 4.5 does many things the same. For example, each part has its own motor and the two buttons let you operate them independent of one another. You press and hold the buttons to increase vibrations, which are only steady, and a single click turns them back off. It’s a style that feels intuitive and that I like, but because it’s so uncommon, I always have to adjust to it again. The vibrations are damned powerful, even if I didn’t charge the thing the whole way. The silicone is velvety and the whole thing is rechargeable. The design is intended to be water-resistant, but I had enough time out of water, thank you very much.

And that’s do to another similarly. Like the other Jopen toys I tried, the shaft is very thin near the base but becomes this big bulbous thing at the end. It’s not huge. The diameter is only 1.5″ at the widest, but the way it grows, couples with the rigidity, means a very painful experience for me. This is nothing new. I have a rather pronounced pubic bone, I think, but it sucks nonetheless. The vibrator and my bones keep fighting for space that just doesn’t exist! Although there is a slightly squishy silicone cover over the shaft, the interior is dead rigid, and this just isn’t the toy for my anatomy.

However, insertion is probavbly more uncomfortable when you factor in just how flexible the base of the shaft is. The toy doesn’t want to slide in; it keeps bending this way and that. So I applied lube –water-based only with these silicone vibes–and more and more and more.. and it just wasn’t working. I think the flexibility sounds good on paper, but doesn’t work so well in practice.

I could just repeat that last sentence for the clitoral stimulator. I find it to be really awkward. While the Vr 4 had an overly-short clit stimulator, this one seems too long. I mean, it’s over half the length of the shaft itself, so it just bunches up awkwardly against my fleshly vulva, and neither the bulbous vibrator nor the soft tickler makes contact where it should. The Vr4.5 is just not meant for my body, it would seem. I’m thinking maybe the Vr3 or 7 are my best bets at this point.

The Vr4.5 is also purple. I don’t mind the purple, but I’m a little sick of it. I think the sheen of this would look great in blue. This vibe comes in a minimal box that’s easy to recycle, and there’s a drawstring bag for storage, along with the wall charger. The bags are so big that they’re unwieldy, in my opinion, but others like them.

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Cutey Wand

June 22nd, 2012

I don’t own very many wands. There used to be, like, two: the Hitachi and the Hitachi knockoff. Now, there’s a lot. There’s luxury ones, rechargeable wands and mini options, like the Cutey Wand. So, the Cutey Wand. It’s tiny and got little jewels on the end. I’ll give it cute. I’ll give it wand-shaped. The naming isn’t spectacular by any means, but it’s not quite as annoying as we’ve all seen.

When I say tiny, I mean slightly longer than my finger. This is a pretty travel-friendly toy, if you only consider size. There dial base isn’t the easiest to accidentally turn on while sitting in your purse, but there’s no lock feature. Like the larger cousins, the Cutey Wand has a flexible head. It’s extremely flexible, in fact. You might not like this if you like a lot of pressure, which I do.

The head has a soft silicone casing with ridges along the side. I have to be honest, I’m not sure what the ridges are supposed to do. They’re visually interesting.. sort of, but they don’t add anything. I’m more likely to use the very top of the head or maybe the top edge. The head doesn’t have as much of a surface area as a larger wand, but I’m probably going to hold it in place rather than move it so I can feel the texture. It’s also potentially a place for you to miss when cleaning the wand, which is a bit frustrating.

However, cleaning is much easier, because the Cutey Wand is water resistant. You don’t want to try to drown it, but you can breathe easy that you’re not going to break if it you rinse of some gunk under the faucet. This is thanks to the O-ring at the end of the battery compartment, which easily screws on.

And those batteries? They’re six watch batteries. If they fall out, it’s really a hassle to get them back in there. You might consider just throwing it away once you use up the batteries, because it’s such a pain. Because the wand uses tiny watch batteries that won’t last forever, I can see this being the type of vibe that winds up in the bottom of some drawer after you use up the included batteries. It’s probably not a good selling point, but it’s true.

Those six batteries take up enough space that Blush Novelties could’ve just used a single AAA or AA. That would probably offer more power. The vibrations are advertised as powerful, but they’re quite buzzy. The few extra batteries are an improvement over those tiny bullets, but there’s not enough variation between the lower and highest settings. Of course, this one doesn’t have any pulsation or other settings, which is fine by me. I usually find them forgettable.

So, aside from size, I’m not really floored by the cutey wand. At the very least, I want something stronger, and even if I were okay with the vibrations, the sheer number of required batteries is ridiculous. I mean, you have to buy two threes backs every time your vibrator dies. That’s not cool, man, not cool.

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The First Almost-Love

June 19th, 2012

When I was fourteen years old, I met a boy. We shared a morning gym glass and, somehow, forged a friendship talking about HTML and Web pages, while I tried to ignore how utterly untalented I am at the physical feats that I was expected to do in said gym class. At the time, I was probably in some on-again, off-again online relationship with an ex, but I thought that this boy was nice and sort of cute. I remember IMing with one of my good friends, having one of those typical teenaged girl conversations. Did she know who he was? Did she think he was cute? I was sort of, kind of thinking of seeing where things went, you know, romantically. Oh em gee.

This was really the first time when I considered that I might be someone who someone else could like. That I wasn’t as defective as I’d previously thought. That I could have real life romance, just like in the movies where teenagers in high school had romance!

So, I talked to this boy. He would meet me after every class. We’d hang out during study halls, and he would walk me home from school, as I lived close enough to walk. It was flattering, and then it wasn’t. Then it became too much. I needed space. I wasn’t just being turned off. I was feeling almost frightened, because I was out of my element. Then, one day, he wrote me a note. Now, this isn’t a big deal because he wrote me a note. This is a big deal because, in this note, he pretty much confessed all his love for me.

I was barely ready to say maybe I liked him. I couldn’t handle this love. So I did what any teenaged girl would do. I freaked the fuck out and talked to another guy friend. I asked him could he talk to my newfound stalker and tell him that I needed space? Of course, he said. And he did. I don’t know what was said, but I do know that my new friend didn’t talk to me for several months. In fact, it would take the tragedy of 9/11 to reunite us. He would apologize for coming on too strong, and I would apologize for freaking out and not talking to him like an adult.

For years, I joked about my friend-turned-stalker-turned-friend, and we’re great friends now. He’s one of the few offline friends who know about this blog, the sex toys, the reviewing. But I had no idea that this boy from gym class would become anything that he has been to me over the years. We’re at a point where we could never go back. Because we weren’t able to become romantically involved then, we’ll never be able to now.

I suppose there is a lesson in all of this, but I’m just not sure what it is. Mostly, I’m just glad that I have an interesting story to tell, something to remember and make me think “I was alive.”

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