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What About B.O.B.?

I have a pretty large collection of vibrators and dildos, most of which aren’t terribly realistic. I like realistic ones, particularly for dildos, and a suction cup is always a bonus! I’d been looking at a new brand called Pink B.O.B, and they were kind enough to send me the Ultra Real Suction Cup Dildo to try out for free, in exchange for an unbiased review.

Although B.O.B. does stand for what you think it does, they do make and sell a lot of non-battery operated toys. The dildo that I received came in a plain pink box with just the product name and some information on the back. Inside, it was sealed in plastic.

This is a nice looking dildo, and it’s a good size for me. It’s about 8” long overall, from the tip to the bottom of the suction cup, with 6” of insertable length, and it’s a nice 1.5” in diameter (4.75” circumference). It looks pretty realistic, and has a nice veined texture down the shaft as well as a well-defined head. The shaft is quite flexible, and I could bend it almost in half (it went right back to it’s normal shape when I let go). The dildo also has a curve, allowing it to hit your g-spot when thrusting.

The suction cup holds well on a flat, dry surface and really holds firm. It works on chairs, tables, shower walls – just about anything you can imagine that has a smooth texture. The suction cup is great for hands-free use, and it’s also great to hold on to while thrusting (holding onto the well-defined balls works as well). The cup also works well in my fucking machine and stays in place securely when it’s in motion.

The box doesn’t list the material, but the website says it’s 100% silicone. It is, indeed, odorless and flavorless, and it doesn’t have an oily feel. It feels soft and silky. The silicone is dual-layered, so it has the soft outer skin over a firmer but flexible inner.

You will want to use a good water-based lube when using this dildo, to make insertion and use easier. It’s easy to clean after play with soap and water or a toy cleaner.


Thank you to TooTimid for sending me this to review! I really like this dildo. It’s a great size, feels good, and is easy to use. If you’ve been looking for a realistic dildo that’s made of a body-safe material and has a suction cup to boot, you can pick one up at PinkBob.com, or at TooTimid by clicking the widget below.


Spread A Scandal

I’ve been a fan of Cal Exotics’ Scandal line for quite a while now. I love the color combination and the variety of items that match beautifully and are functionally fun. This month, as part of their Sexpert program, I received another item in this line, the Scandal Spreader Bar, for free to review.

scandalboxThis spreader bar from Cal Exotics comes in a large box with a picture of the product in use on the front and some information on the back. Inside the box, the bar comes in pieces inside of a plastic bag and is wrapped to protect it before use. Inside the bag are a black metal bar, two covered ends, and two pins to attach them to the bar.

scandalbarswrappedThe bar, which is made of nickel-free black iron, is 15 ½” long with 8 evenly spaced holes to attach the end pieces. These pieces are just over 12” long, and have a black metal loop (which unscrews) on each end. Both pieces are covered with red and black polyester fabric which has a lacy pattern to it. The fabric is well secured to both ends and also down the seam. Each of these pieces also has a hole about 1” from the end to attach it to the bar.

scandalsetfromboxThe fabric covered pieces are attached to the black bar by 2 pins. The pins, which are also made of nickel-free iron, are about 1 ¾” long and have a 1” loop on one end.

This spreader bar is easy to assemble. Simply line up the hole on each end piece with the holes on the black bar, and slide each end onto the bar as far as desired. Once the holes line up, insert the pin all the way through to secure each end to the bar.

At its shortest, the assembled spreader bar is about 24” long, and both end pieces completely cover the inner black bar. At its longest, the bar is about 36” long and will have a 12” section of the black bar visible. The bar can be adjusted in 2” increments to achieve the desired spread. No matter what length you assemble the bar to, it’s sturdy and won’t flex or come apart. Cuffs with connectors can easily be snapped onto the loops on each end of the bar.

scandalbarshort2scandalbarlongWith the bar at its shortest, 24”, the spread will be comfortable for most. Depending on the position you’re in, the 36” spread is manageable and will leave you wide open.

The Scandal Spreader Bar is easy to clean if necessary. All parts can be wiped down with a warm, soapy cloth and wiped dry.  Since it comes apart, the bar is easy to store and takes up very little space.

So, Did It Work? I really like this spreader bar. It’s pretty, unlike many of the bars I have, and it coordinates beautifully with the rest of the Scandal line. It’s easy to adjust the width of the bar, even during use, and it can be used with any cuffs by using standard connectors to connect over the bar’s loops.

Thank you to Cal Exotics for sending me the Scandal Spreader bar to review! This adjustable bar would be a good addition to anyone’s collection. If you’re interested in this bar, or other items in the Scandal line, you can pick them up at SheVibe by clicking the widget below.


This product was provided to me for free in exchange for an unbiased review. This review is in compliance with the FTC guidelines.

Wicked Wednesday: Ménage à Trois

By fréoh (Flickr: 3some_002) [CC BY-SA 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons

By fréoh (Flickr: 3some_002) [CC BY-SA 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons

I stand naked on a bearskin rug in front of the fireplace, my nipples hard and aroused, my blonde hair hanging freely down my back.  Two naked men stand on either side of me, their eyes drinking in my form. I know them both, and well, but I’ve never known them together. Tonight I will.

John is tall, while James is just a bit taller than me. I lift my hair with my hands and arch my back, causing my breasts to jut out, and I turn around, showing them my ass. I’m greedy – I want all of their attention focused on me, and they’re eager to oblige.

I smile at their cocks, hard and at attention. I grasp one in each hand and slowly stroke them, and they begin to touch me, making me wet. John kisses me first, his tongue thrusting into my mouth as his hands find my breasts. James is nibbling on my ear and breathing hard, and his breath sends a shiver down my spine.  He traces his fingers over my stomach, and I part my legs to allow him access. His fingers tickle my clit and I moan into John’s mouth as I feel two fingers slip inside me. I spread my legs further, and James works his fingers faster. John pinches my nipples, and then I feel his hand move down my body, squeezing my ass.

We break apart so we can sink onto the soft fur of the rug. I lie on my back, and John settles between my legs, and his tongue circles my clit as he fucks me with his fingers.  I raise my hips and thrust into his mouth. James lies beside me and sucks my nipples, first one and then the other, before taking both in his mouth and lightly biting, making me moan again.

I gently close my legs on John’s head, and he stops, slipping his finger out of me. I turn over on my hands and knees, and James kneels before me. I take his cock in my mouth, teasing the tip with my tongue and then kissing and licking his shaft before taking him in my mouth, his hard cock sliding down to my throat. I take him down to the balls, and he groans, his fingers grasping my hair. John enters me from behind, and he fucks me, his hands on my hips pulling me into him.

As we pull apart, John lies down on the rug, and I straddle him, guiding his cock into my pussy, which is dripping wet. I ride him, my hands caressing his chest as he fills me. I lean over and his arms encircle me, holding me close as he thrusts into me. I feel James’ hands on my ass, and then his lubed finger tracing circles around my anus. He gently inserts it as I relax, wanting more. John pulls me close, and I feel the head of James’ cock pressing against me. He enters me slowly, and I gasp. He’s deep inside my ass, and then my men begin to thrust together, impaling me, their hands roaming over my body as I close my eyes and concentrate on feeling them. They move faster, and I can feel my orgasm building. I try to hold back, but it overwhelms me, washing over me as I scream in pleasure.  I feel them both cum, and then we collapse on the rug, our bodies and limbs intertwined.

I am temporarily sated. As we lie together, spent,  I hold them both close. I am greedy, and they are mine. I close my eyes, and I smile.



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TMI Tuesday: WTH Is She Thinking?!

By published under psudonym Dumoulin, J.-X. (Humiliations chéries) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

By published under psudonym Dumoulin, J.-X. (Humiliations chéries) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

1. You have been asked to organize a sex & kink weekend. Will you be more of a “hands-on” person or more of an “ideas” person?
Hmm…tough decision! I think I’d like to be a bit of both – come up with ideas for the weekend, as that would be fun, but also participate. There’s no better way to learn than hands-on, after all.

2. Assuming you are the hands-on type at this weekend sex romp, and you’ve entered a tent to ‘play’ with a male/female couple. Would you like to be given clear instructions before you begin to ‘play’ or do you prefer to be given the general idea of the task and work it out your own way.
I am more of a free-thinker, and I think it would be much more enjoyable to have the general idea and play it out than to have the whole thing entirely scripted.

3. True or False. “During sex, I like to hear and accept feedback.”
True. I like feedback, especially when it’s in the form of moans and sighs.

4. What are you wearing right now?
Right now I’m wearing a tiger-striped thong under a pair of grey shorts, and a black and grey t-shirt (no bra).

5. I show loyalty to my lover by _being receptive and communicating__ .

6. Do you always have to argue?
No – I don’t ever really have to, although if I’m right about something I most definitely will. And I’m usually pretty good at it.

Bonus: Pick up the closest book to you, open it to page 55. The first line on that page reads:
”…miser, you hoard up all the beauty in these drawers.” This is from The Collector, by John Fowles.


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Wicked Wednesday: Graveyards/Cemeteries

By Guliolopez (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

By Guliolopez (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

If you were to ask me to name the last place on earth I’d want to have sex, I wouldn’t have to think about it much. Although in a submarine and in a hot air balloon would be high up on my list, at the top would be just one place: a cemetery.

It’s not that I have an aversion to fucking on grass – in the backyard and at the park under a shady tree is divine, as is the middle of a football or baseball field late at night under the stars. But having sex in a graveyard, potentially on top of a corpse, just isn’t for me. I feel it’s sacrilegious for one thing – I wouldn’t want to find two people getting it on in front (or on top of) my parents’ graves. And I watch way too many movies to be comfortable with the idea.

When I think of sex in a graveyard, I always think of zombies, their bodies lying beneath the dirt in various states of decay, waiting for Hell to fill, or a priest to hang himself in the Dunwich, so they can walk the Earth.

Imagine: it’s late at night, and only the moon lights the tombstones. You lead me, unwillingly, down the shadowed path, with the only sound the rustle of the leaves as they’re caressed by a soft wind. The shadows are ominous, and you guide me to the grass in front of a grave marker…we kiss, and I give in: I take off my shirt and lie back on the grass. Your mouth kisses mine, then works its way down my body, your breath hot on my skin as I shiver in the moonlight. Your hands cup my ass through my jeans and squeeze as you work at the button on my pants with your teeth.

I have my eyes closed, and, lost in the feeling, as your hands caress my breasts I wonder how they can be in two places at once. Your fingers feel rough on my nipples, and I begin to notice an earthy smell, with something darker underneath. I sit up with a shriek, startling you. The hands hold my breasts tight, and the rotting fingers dig into my tender skin. Now I feel the bony ribs on my back and the dead breath on my neck; I hear the teeth chattering in a decomposing skull. You pull me free, and we run, praying the moon isn’t hidden by clouds.  It might have been better if it were, as we see the corpses rising from the ground, clawing their way from the grave, and the cemetery becomes filled with the cries of the dead….

No matter how amorous or horny I was, I would not be able to keep thoughts like that out of my head…my imagination would run wild, and I would see the decaying bodies, and start to hum: “…the worms crawls in, the worms crawl out…”  At which point I’d either giggle or scream, and either would totally kill the mood.

Can we go to the football field now?

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