Perfection!

perfection in women

I have never had the pleasure of sharing the company with someone as beautiful as you. You have amazing grace, perfect posture, the face of an angel, and manners far beyond your status. I could see here pining over you for hours, in your little crop top, edges draped in lace.

My old man body struggles to the bar to order us more drinks: Aussie lager for me, espresso martini for you. So classy. Your biceps ripple as you pick up the cocktail glass, only further pressing your breasts together. Your ass is a miracle, and I can barely wait for the second cuming. Those tiny shorts are perfect at hiding just what they need to.

No doubt this expense will cause a huge shit fight with my wife, but she hasn’t touched my cock in nearly a year. So fuck her. I never thought I’d pay for sex, but you my dear, are one hundred percent worth every damn dime. For all the eyes upon your perfect body, I don’t care, for tonight you’re mine.

Dinner seems to take a lifetime to arrive, and even longer to ingest. Watching you place each mouthful of salad inside your mouth, reminds me all the more that you are the only thing I want to ingest. Our conversations slows over bites of lettuce and steak, but picks up as soon as the cute waitress cleared our plates. Her red hair seemed almost flirty, but it just reiterated my thoughts of you, desperate and dirty.

The little blue pill has kicked in after dinner as you lead me back to my room, and as you peel of your dress, I long to be inside your womb. But instead you tease me all the more, my balls swollen, blue, sore. When at last I view your body, naked, perfect, and all mine, all of my problems and dramas flee from my mind.

Your skin is soft to the touch, your breasts firm within my clutch. Your pussy, dripping wet with natural juice, is more than enough to seduce me all the more. Your muscles grip my cock like a closed fist, inviting me in for far more than I could ever resist. My cock has been ignored for so long, it had been neglected, but your price tag meant I wasn’t to be rejected.

I fucked you like it would be my last time, enveloping you, making you mine. I have no idea where the stamina came from, maybe the little blue pill, but I gave you everything I had until I almost felt ill. You straddled me like a wild stallion, a bucking horse, drawing my voice until my throat went coarse feeling your perfect vagina which is a perfect fit.

But that little blue pill let me go on for so much longer, the whole time my cock just got stronger and stronger. You begged for me to come and cease, but I was a long way from my final release. I could watch your tits bounce all night long, every curve continued to make me strong. You are by far the most beautiful woman I’ve ever shared within my bed, your moans of pleasure confuse my choice of who I wed questioning my perfect match.

At last, your tight little pussy draws me towards an end, drawing me closer than my bestest friend. You milk my cock like a cow’s udders, pulling me closer to a body lost within a shudder. I cry out and moan, noises of which I’m not alone. We cascade together, listless out at sea, coming for what feels like forever.

When morning comes, you are long gone, I am left to soak within your swan song. I don’t give a fuck about the issues this transaction will bring on my marriage, it will just bring about a conversation of which you gave me courage.

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Get Wicked!!

Wicked Lubes

Wicked Sensual Care is your go-to brand for all things lubrication and more. Be it water-based, silicone, hybrid or flavoured, Wicked has a great range to satisfy even the most discerning buyer.

Wait, Wicked? Like Wicked Pictures? Yep, one and the same. That company that releases Jessica Drake’s Guide to Wicked Sex educational range of movies, so you just know this brand is serious about all things sex.

But with so many different varieties of lubes on offer, where should you start? Well that’s precisely what this is guide is here to help you pick the right one just for you.

 

The Basics

Bringing extra lubrication into your sex life can be for a number of reasons; adding extra pleasure for vaginal intercourse, adding delicious flavour to oral sex, always required for anal sex, or to address problems with vaginal dryness. Because let’s face it, the wetter the better is definitely apt when it comes to sexual activities.

What’s great about Wicked lubes is they are all paraben free, cruelty free, vegan, keto friendly and diabetic friendly. Above this, except for the Ultra line, they all contain olive leaf extract which of itself comes with a huge range of benefits including; antioxidant, antibacterial, anti inflammatory and antimicrobial, which can help treat herpes. Olive leaf extract is also immune stimulating.

Another thing I love about Wicked Sensual Care bottles (not the Toy Love or Jelle varieties) is that although their packaging is a super slick looking black, when you hold it up to the light you’ll find it is actually transparent! This means you’ll know exactly how much you’ve got left in your bottle. Also, these bottles have a quarter-twist lid, so no more spilling of lube into your toy drawer or worse yet, into your suitcase!

As a general rule of thumb, water based lubes are great for an easy cleaning option that won’t stain sheets, and is used for all toys as silicone lube can ruin the silicone on toys (except, obviously, glass and steel toys). Water based lubricants don’t last as long as their silicone cousin, as it is slowly absorbed into the pores of the skin.

Silicone lube on the other hand, is long lasting and typically super slippery. Silicone lubricants can stain your sheets and require a little more clean up than water based products.

 

Wicked Hybrid

Designed as a middle ground between water and silicone based, Wicked Hybrid contains less than 10% silicone, so it’s safe to use for all intents and purposes, including on toys. Easier to clean than straight silicone lube, longer lasting than water based, Wicked Hybrid may just well be your new, most reached for lubricant!

 

Wicked Ultra

Wicked’s silicone offering is the Ultra line, comprised of Fragrance Free, Ultra Chill and Ultra Heat. The latter two offer some new sensations to your lubrication play, while the regular fragrance free Ultra is a long lasting, silky smooth silicone lube with amazingly, only two ingredients (the lesser the number of ingredients, the better chance of escaping irritations).

Just as with all Wicked lubes, the Ultra Chill and Ultra Heat uses a high performance, sleek formula that is never heavy, greasy, or tacky.

 

Wicked Aqua

Wicked’s water-based range of personal lubricants is exhaustive, and amazing. If you want super easy clean up, then this is for you. I tested this out the other day by rubbing some Wicked Aqua between my fingers, and it washed off by simply dipping my fingers into a glass of water. I love it!

Beyond their classic Wicked Aqua, they also have a Chill and Heat version, just the Ultra line, to add to that sensation play. But my favourite in their Aqua range, is definitely their flavoured lubes.

There are two main distinctions between Wicked flavored lubricants and other brands. Firstly, as you may have noted earlier in this guide, this product is made with stevia (see, keto friendly) instead of sugar like other brands, which means these flavoured lubes are completely safe to be used vaginally!

The second point of difference, and probably the most important, are the great range of flavours on offer, and their quality. Less of a sugary ice-cream topping flavour, the Wicked Aqua line is more like a gourmet dessert, with far less calories. Pink Lemonade is by far the most popular, followed closely by some of the fruit flavours: Sweet Peach, Watermelon, Strawberry, Cherry and Pomegranate. Cinnamon Bun (or as I call it, Cinnamon Donut) tastes exactly as it sounds, as does Mocha Java. If you like things super sweet, look no further than Candy Apple and Cherry Cordial while old favourites like Vanilla Bean and Salted Caramel to round out the rest.

And of course, mixing two together will create a whole new flavour. Mixing Strawberry and Pink Lemonade will give you something closer to a Strawberry milkshake, while Mocha Java and Cinnamon Bun is about as close as you’ll want to Tiramisu. Yum!!

 

Wicked Jelle

The Wicked Jelle range is an amazingly thick, super concentrated and long lasting gel, perfect for all your anal play. Of course, as with any good lubricant, Wicked Jelle is without desensitizers, as while it might sound helpful, the potential to feel pain during anal play is a sign something’s not right.

As with the Ultra and Aqua lines, Wicked Jelle also has a Chill and Heat version to spice things up a little and add a whole new experience to your anal play.

 

Wicked Toy Love

Similar to the Jelle range, Wicked Toy Love is super thick and will stay where you put it. So no more lube drops from your toys, just an amazing glide to further enhance your pleasure. Mix things up with Wicked Toy Breeze or Wicked Toy Fever to get a little extra tingle with your favourite toy.

 

Wicked Creme

For those with a penis, welcome to Wicked Creme. This lube is like no other masturbation lube out there, applying like a white sunscreen before lathering into a luscious, non greasy liquid lube. This vitamin E enriched creme will give you the perfect glide and deeply heighten your sensations.

 

More than Just Lubricants

Wicked Sensual Care has two other products definitely worth a mention, Over Time for him, and Awaken for her.

Over Time is a delay cream formulated to reduce hyper-sensitivity to the penis and assist in delaying ejaculation. What makes OT stand out from other delay sprays and gels, is that it is applied like Wicked Creme, similar to white sunscreen, but will become translucent once it has absorbed into your skin. Which means no more washing off sprays before intercourse or transferring the numbing sensation to your partner, as you’ll know exactly when you’re good to proceed.

Awaken is a gel designed to get your clitoris buzzing! Sure, you’ve seen or used plenty of other clitoral drops that offer the same, but Awaken stands out by being a gel instead of an oil. Awaken can be used internally as well, so feel free to rub some into your g-spot, or even on his p-spot! But if that wasn’t enough, due to its herbal blend of botanics and aphrodisiacs, prolonged use of Awaken will increase your libido. This little bottle of love is just all win win!!!

 

Hope all this info helps you sort out your lubrication (and more) needs, but i strongly recommend heading into your nearest adult lifestyle store to taste test all those flavored lubes (trust me, totally worth the trip).

The Wine Glass!

Erotic Stories

I’ve always been a kinky person. All throughout High School I kept getting in trouble because I couldn’t keep from humping everything, saying the wrong things at the wrong time, and just basically being intrigued about everything related to sex, which, coming from a very religious family, is not something that usually went unpunished. Yes, as you’ve probably guessed by now, I ended up getting grounded a lot. So by senior year I was becoming an expert at avoiding getting into trouble while still trying to figure out why I felt so curious about this carnal sin called sex.

I somehow managed to graduate with pretty good grades and was accepted to a pretty awesome college far away from home. In fact, the distance from my home was a factor that I valued a lot when making my decision on which school I wanted to attend. I finally wanted to be free from the judging gaze of my parents and family. Finally liberated, I must admit I went a little nuts with this newfound freedom. Let me tell you about one of these moments, this is the time I learned a new Japanese term at college.

During my college years I made a group of pretty loyal friends that closely resembled the group that I had in High School. In my experience geeky boys have a tendency to be secretly kinky, and they also lack the ego to be jerks or assholes to me after they learn of my kinks and hang-ups. In High School I learned that the popular crowd will quickly turn on and destroy people in their own group for much less than being a sexual deviant, so I always kept my distance from them. The geeky kids were always sweet and glad to have any kind of female attention and friendship. They were all hopelessly single, hopelessly sweet, and hopelessly horny, which was just the kind of friend I was looking for.

My college group of friend consisted of five really close friends. We called ourselves the O.R.G. (Oppidan Research Group). Not because of we were researching anything related to Urbanism or anything like that, we just found it hilarious that it sounded like the word “orgy”. If there was any research that our group would do, then it was usually related to sex and deviant/perverted sexual practices. The internet had just recently become “a thing” and information about sex had never before been as readily available as it was back then.

In our group we had: Roger, the rich, Asian kid. He had a round-face, was short, pale, and was the king of all the tech and gadgets. His house had Internet built in, which was a big deal in a world of dial-up Internet. Next there was Tom, the tall, pale, and thin-as-a-stick kid from Florida. Nowadays there are jokes on the Internet about “Florida Man” doing some fucked up thing, I think it may actually be Tom! I’m joking of course, but he was an odd looking kid. Very quiet, but always had a glint of mischief in his eyes. Sam was a skinny, geeky black kid. If I had to describe him I would say he looked like a less goofy looking Steve Urkel. And rounding up the O.R.G. was David. He had long curly hair, was somewhat built, and came from a huge family New Jersey. I was the only girl in the group. And maybe it was because I was the only girl brave enough to hang out with these geeky perverts.

It was a Thursday night, we’d gathered to “study” at our usual meeting place: Roger’s house.

Roger was a local boy, he had always lived close to the college because his parents were both doctors and one of them was a professor at our college. His house was huge and mostly empty all the time because his parents were often out working or traveling, which was just perfect for us; a big, beautiful house all to ourselves with great furniture and many places to study or goof off. Also, during the warmer months, the pool was one of our favorite places to chill out.

Roger’s parents were both out, as was usual, so we had the house to ourselves. Roger was extremely giddy and joking around with the rest of the crew. I’d been the last to arrive to the house and they were giggling and making jokes about some strange word that sounded like “go-koon” to my ears. They were joking about getting some more go-koon from the fridge, which immediately drew out groans and “eww” from the others. After a few more mentions of this word related to food or drink, I finally gave up an asked what they were talking about. And they all burst out laughing, which only doubled my determination to find out what the joke was.

Roger served us all lemonade as we sat down to at the round table in the middle of the breakfast nook. His face dramatically illuminated by the hanging lamp. As he took his seat, he explained that the word was Gokkun, and that it was Japanese. And he explained that there is a whole sub-genre of Japanese porn where a group of men would ejaculate into a glass, or a plate, or a bucket. Once they had all filled the vessel, a girl would then take it and swallow the whole thing. My mouth was agape. Which only made them all laugh even more, and I guess that is when I realized that my mouth was open and my cheeks immediately turned red from embarrassment.

“No fucking way that’s a real thing,” I said as I finally regained my wits. My mind was racing and quickly switching from disgust to intense curiosity.

I’m not sure if the boys could tell the conflict going in my brain. But it almost seems like they were prepared for me to doubt them. “I have proof!”, said Roger, and he produced a VHS tape from his backpack and put it in the center of the table. Sam quickly picked it up and inspected it.

“Where the hell did you get this?”, Sam asked, turning the tape over and over. It had a black label with red Japanese symbols all over it.

“My dad brought it back from his last trip to Japan,” said Roger coyly, “He still has no idea that I know where he stashes his porn collection.”

The next few minutes the boys argued over international video formats, but Roger assured everyone that the video was in the correct format and that we would be able to watch it. The boys chugged their lemonade down and we quickly filed after Roger to the den. Roger fiddled with the VCR while we all sat on the couch. I sat smack dab in the middle of the couch with Sam and David to my left, and Tom to my right. The video started, and Roger came and sat on the floor in front of us all.

After a lot of “artistic shots” of a Japanese garden and some cheesy music, a very busty girl walks into the garden and proceeds to strip naked, then a group of men come and surround her. They also disrobe and begin to stroke their dicks. The girl in the center kneels and takes turns fellating the men. So far there was nothing I had not seen before in regular pornos. I could tell the images were working their magic on the boys though, as they all shifted in their seats, adjusting their crotches.

I’d watched porno with the boys before. And while I do enjoy watching the films, I enjoy watching they boys reactions to the film much more. Their dicks get hard and there is a lot of adjusting of bulges that goes on. Depending on the film some boys get a little more adventurous and start to actually stroke the outline of their dicks through their pants, which excites me much more than what’s going on in the film. Tonight was one of those nights, the boys were all over their junk, petting and caressing their boners over their jeans. Pretty soon there was four boys with their eyes glued to the screen, and their hands squeezing their boners over their jeans… and one girl with her eyes glued to their crotches and her hand down the front of her leggings sliding her index finger up and down her slit.

It was Sam that noticed first what I was doing. He pretended to not see me, but his coordination is pretty awful, and he did a double-take and quickly glued his eyes back to the TV. His eyes darting quickly from the TV to my lap. I turned my head to face him and grinned. I was hoping he would understand that I didn’t mind if he saw me, after all I was enjoying watching him stroking his dick through his pants. He gave me a very nervous smile and nodded, squeezing the outline of his dick, which was very large and growing against the leg of his tight jeans. The head of his dick was clearly distinguishable under his pants.

On the screen, the Japanese girl was stroking dicks all around her, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking and trying to please too many men to count. She rubbed their dicks all over her pale face while the men were groping her tits, and fingering her extremely dark-bushed pussy. She simply submitted and let the men use her like a toy. Pretty soon a lady in a white kimono and a large glass bowl showed up on the screen. As the kneeling girl sucked cock to the point of orgasm, the men would quickly pull out of her mouth, aim at the glass bowl, and would cum into the bowl. One after another, the men would cum into the bowl making a larger and larger puddle of viscous, clear liquid with white streaks in the bowl.

After they’d all cum into the bowl, she took the milky, sticky soup and proceeded to drink it down. She didn’t chug it down, but rather took many sips from it while her friend in the white kimono would help clean her cheeks and lips, when the cum would inevitably dribble out. The boys were transfixed to the screen, and I was transfixed to their throbbing dicks. I could not hold it in, and finally said, “This Gokkun shit really gets your guys horny, doesn’t it?”

They turned to me and were about to probably say something, but I’d forgotten that I had my hand down my pants and they all instantly focused on my crotch, their eyes wide. I could feel my face turning red and warm. And I closed my eyes. Then I heard it, “Yeah? How about you, sticky fingers?”. Even Sam chuckled, but thankfully came to my rescue, “Don’t be hypocrites guys, you were all jerking through your clothes.”

“Yeah, but she’s actually touching her stuff”, said David.

Even though I was ashamed, I could not help but find it incredibly adorable that David could not find it in himself to say vagina, or pussy, or cooch, or something like that.

My boys had caught me red-handed, as it were, but I was still horny even if I was a little bit ashamed. However, shame had never killed my arousal in the past. In fact, it usually tended to make me feel even hornier so I proposed, “Tell you what, I’ll show you mine if you show me yours?” And proceeded to quickly slide my leggings and panties down my thighs to my knees. My hand covering my well groomed bush, and my middle finger lodged over my clit while my fingertip rested between my pussy lips, parting them.

All four of them stared wide eyed at my mound. I moved my finger up and down my slit grinding my fingertip back over my clit and then down the clitoral hood, sending millions of tiny sparks all over my body.

Sam was again the first to unzip. I guess that little moment we had earlier had somehow given him the courage needed to follow my lead. He fished around in his fly and underwear with his hand until a huge black pole of a cock flung out from the fabric of his pants. It was a glorious, black cock with big veins running all around the length of his shaft. His glans was a pink-brown color, and was very moist. His hand was stroking the base, making his head bob up and down with each stroke. I was happily surprised to learn that Sam had such a beautiful specimen hidden in his pants, and absentmindedly licked my lips.

Tom was next, he unzipped and his cock practically flew out of his pants. I guess I should have known that Tom was the kind of guy to not wear underwear. His cock was very pink, in definite contrast to Sam’s. It too was large, which I guess only made sense considering how tall and lanky Tom was. He was uncut, and his foreskin reminded me of a little turtleneck. Whenever he stroked his cock, though, his foreskin would come completely down revealing his head, and then slide right back up to cover it again. I was mesmerized.

I leaned forward to slide my leggings down to my ankles when I heard two more zippers come down. When I sat straight up again there were four happy cocks being stroked around me. On the screen the movie was still playing. Another girl was repeating pretty much the same scenario we had seen previously, but this time the Japanese men were taking turns fucking her. Her exaggerated porno moans were the perfect soundtrack for our own activities. Nobody watched the screen this time, however. I was too busy admiring the happy cocks around me glistening in their precum. I opened my legs to let the boys get a better look at my puffy labia and my hardening clit, but still kept on grinding my fingertip up and down and left and right over my clit.

David was stroking pretty damn fast, which must’ve warned Roger that something was going to happen, because he warned, “Don’t fucking cum on my dad’s couch, Dave.”

Dave looked pale, he’d already passed the point of no return. “Too late Rog, I can’t stop now”.

Roger looked alarmed and got up quickly towards the bar. He grabbed a wine glass and quickly handed it over to David. “You owe me a new wine glass, asshole”.

David grabbed the glass just in time, sat up on the couch and tilted his dick down into the opening of the glass and exploded into it. The head of his cock forcefully shot out rope after rope of the most gloriously white spunk I’d ever seen. It was pretty amazing. Not even in the pornos had I seen a dick shoot cum out with that much force. “Oh wow,” I said, “You could kill somebody with that Dave.” The rest of the boys chuckled.

“That’s nothing,” Said Roger, who motioned for David to hand over the wineglass. David leaned forward and handed the glass to Roger, his white spunk swirling around at the very bottom of the wine glass. Roger kept stroking while looking at me grinding away at my clit. Soon he took his eyes off of me and positioned the glass in front of his dick. He also spurted furiously into the glass, his little white ass contracting as his whole body convulsed with each spurt. His white spunk slowly slid down the sides of the wineglass to mix with Tom’s.

“Oh shit,” I chuckled while furiously grinding my clit. “What the fuck? Since when do you guys cum bullets?”

Tom motioned to Roger for the wineglass, Roger obliged. Tom got up from the couch to reach for the glass. My legs were against his legs, so as soon as he got up from the couch my legs opened up wide. I took the opportunity, with my legs now wide open, to slide two fingers in and out of my pussy. It felt really good. Even though rubbing my clit sends sparks all over my body, feeling my aching pussy get stuffed feels really great too.

Tom, now with wineglass in hand, turned to face me. The sight of me finger-fucking my pussy drove him quickly over the edge. He positioned his dick’s head inside the wineglass and exploded as well. Because he was right in front of me, I didn’t get a good look at his ejaculation, but he made up for it with his sounds. He really grunted and put on a show for me. It sounded almost as exaggerated as the actors on the film.

As he took the head of his cock out of the wineglass, I noticed that there was a rather large puddle of swirling goo at the bottom of the glass. I was impressed. “You boys really cum in buckets, don’t you?”.

Sam reached his hand out and Tom handed him the glass. As I looked around the room I noticed that the other boys, even though they’d cum forcefully just seconds ago, were not going flaccid. In fact their cocks were still at attention and throbbing up and down at the spectacle of my finger fucking, and to the sounds of a shrill Japanese actress getting fucked by an army of men. Sam sat at the edge of the couch, he grabbed the wineglass and pointed his dick downwards into it, he then looked directly at my glistening fingers sliding in and out of my pussy, and came. He also shot rope after rope of cum inside the glass just as I was shuddering from my very own orgasm. My body trembled as I managed to whimper out, “Oh yes!”.

I could feel every inch of my body twinkle in and out of existence. It was a very intense orgasm. When I opened my eyes and looked at my boys, and they looked at me I could tell they had no idea what just happened, so I explained, “I just came too.” Then all opened their eyes wide and nodded.

“I was almost expecting for you to ask for the wineglass in order to cum into it,” chuckled Roger, as he turned toward the TV to turn off the VCR and retrieve his tape. That’s when I turned to Sam, who was still recovering his breath from his own orgasm, and asked for the wineglass.

Roger almost lost his balance when heard me ask for the glass and quickly spun around on his heels.

Sam obliged.

I swirled the slimy white goo at the bottom of the wineglass like a fine wine. It felt heavier than I expected, and was indeed a larger quantity of cum than I would have though my boys were capable of producing. I placed the edge of the glass to my lips and tilted the salty, sticky mess onto my tongue. My eyes darted from boy to boy as I sipped the cum into my mouth and swallowed it little by little. Their mouths were agape. They couldn’t believe what I was doing.

I steadily swallowed the entire load, waiting for it to slide slowly down my throat. When I finished, my boys clapped and cheered.

Roger reached for the wineglass, and asked if I wanted anything. “Seeing as to how you have a wineglass in your hand, some wine would taste pretty good right about now,” I said. And he served me some of his dad’s wine from the wine cooler. It tasted like heaven after all that salty cum.

We never had another Gokkun session with the boys after that. But we did a whole lot more masturbation sessions soon afterwards.  Here is one of them entitled pool time with the O.R.G.’s.

What an Escort Can Teach You About Sex Toys!

toys for sex

Why the best accessory for your latest AdultSmart purchase might be a professional to teach you how to use it!

It’s so unbelievably commonplace these days to hire a professional for any number of things. You hire an uber driver, a chef at a restaurant, and a cleaner without a second thought to the idea. Professionals are there to handle the jobs you don’t want or don’t have the time to handle. In the case of a personal fitness trainer or a life coach, those professionals are there to help you get the most out of your investments in other things.

Why should sex toys be any different?

While it might seem silly – “what’s there to learn? You take it out of the box, place it on your parts, lather, rinse, repeat!” I hear you saying – exploring with a new toy can be a great way, not only to learn about the mechanics of the toy itself, but also a pretense or setup for an exciting evening in with a new friend. And lots of professional escorts will be able to offer you reliable advice about cleaning and storing your expensive new toys, and what sorts of lubricants work best with what sorts of materials.

While many adult toys are designed to be used solo, there’s no rule that says they have to be!  And if you live in a major Australian city like Sydney or Melbourne, you’ll have no trouble finding a verified and authentic companion or escort who would love nothing more than to show you everything that new toy can do. Here’s just a few ideas to test or put your own spin on: Buying your first Fleshlight? Set up an afternoon to get to know it with a buddy! One of the
best off-label uses for Fleshlights (or any male masturbator) is partnered cum denial or milking.

Have your partner restrict your movement (handcuffs or any restraints made for such a purpose work great here), with access to your penis totally unrestricted. Then let them test out different speeds, lubes, and pressure while you squirm and moan your way right up to the edge! Carry all that pent up energy into your post-toy play together and experience a finale like none you’ve ever had before!

BONUS: Blindfolds amp up the surrender factor. If you feel safe with your pro partner, let them call all the shots.

Buying your first vibrator or clit massager (or finally taking the plunge to an expensive upgrade)? While you definitely already know your body best, exploring with a trusted partner can be a great way to take that masters in masturbation right on up to a PhD. The most important thing is working with someone you can really feel comfortable with, and who will encourage you to open up and experiment in ways or with toys you might not consider
otherwise.

That’s where a professional comes in – many women report hiring providers (whether male or female) in an effort to pair up with someone who will respect their boundaries and focus energy and attention on them. Rather than working to please a partner or doing things because they feel as though they ‘have to,’ become afterthoughts, and the safe space created with a professional escort allows for a deeper and more comfortable exploration and expression of pleasure.

BONUS: Spend some time with your partner simply acting as your audience.  Talk, show, teach how you play with yourself and what you like. Active pleasure display like this can heighten your arousal (and likely that of your partner), until it’s time for them to take over.

Curious about butt stuff?

It’s not gay, bro. Pegging is hot like fire right now, but lots of men still deal with stigma and feelings of shame around anything to do with their butts. One way to overcome this is by involving a partner of the opposite sex who has penetrative sex skills. There are tons of strap ons available, in a variety of sizes, and a partner who knows what they’re doing will be able to guide you through pre-play hygiene practices, introductory stimulation, and full
throttle pounding (if that’s what you’re after). Many men report they feel safer exploring this type of play with someone they can trust to keep their secrets – Slixa Australia escort par example.

Whatever your reasons, consider testing your limits in a safe space, rather than after a few too many drinks on a first date.  It’s worth noting too, that sexual sense memory can be strong. If your first time using a particular
style of toy is an extremely positive one, it’s likely you’ll bring back those same pleasurable memories each time you pull it out of the cupboard. You might even find it becomes a regular part of your partner play going forward – whether with professionals or not.

Ask An Adult Lifestyle Consultant A Question! One!

Cunnilingus

Hi Oz,

I’ve been with my partner for over a year now, but I don’t like going down on him. I find it hurts the back of my throat. I would probably just give up all together, but he’s so good at going down on me I really want to return the favour. Can you offer any suggestions? – BM

 

Hi BM,

Thanks for your email. It’s a good question, with a range of possible solutions, and you’re not the only one to experience this. I had a young lady in the adult shop I work at show me the bruises at the back of her throat. It looked like a hickey!!!

The simplest, yet not necessarily the easiest solution, is to talk to him directly about it. This can be tricky, or even feel a little awkward at the time, but the best thing for a relationship is an open channel of communication. Just as you might ask for something harder or softer during playtime, talking about what you do and don’t like is as important, though trickier, when discussed outside of the bedroom.

Alternatively, you could try using a throat numbing spray. Comfortably Numb is a good place to start with both sprays or mints, although Sensuva Deeply Love You have some seriously good flavours, like Butter Rum, Salted Caramel and Chocolate Coconut to name a few. They also have throat coating cream, Lic-olicious, with flavours like Blueberry Muffin, Mocha Cappuccino and Cinnabun. While this help the bruising my other customer experienced, it should remove the pain, or ease it at least.

Another option is to use a toy to simulate the sensation of deep-throating. One of the most popular toys for this at the moment is also super cheap, which is a masturbator sleeve, also known as an egg beater (as it is typically packaged like an egg). Almost all of these are a closed unit, with only one entry point, but as many customers have told me, they simply cut the end off one of these sleeves to have an open-ended toy. They then use this to work the base of the shaft while giving head, but they barely need to get more than the head of the penis into their mouths as the stroker does the rest of the work for them.

For something that will really take the arm-work out of using a stroker, look towards a Fun Factory Manta. This rechargeable, vibrating stroker differs from many others with its ‘open-wing’ style design that allows for a lot of versatility. This silicone toy has an easy-to- hold ring at the base and a good range of vibration speeds and settings. Besides using the Manta on his shaft during oral sex, the two of you can also use it to tease all your erogenous zones.

So that’s the regular options to your issue, however there is an undertone to your email which concerns me. Firstly, there is no requirement to do anything simply because you feel obliged to. If he wants to go down on you, great, if you don’t want to go down on him, just as fine. Sex should always be about pleasure.

In saying that, it sounds obvious in your email that while you are not keen on deep throating, your partner gives a ‘helping hand’ to get you to go deeper. If the earlier advice of talking things through and getting him to not force himself so hard down your throat, then there is another option for you. Pick yourself up a King Cock 8” dildo, and force it into your partner’s throat. See how much he likes it.

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