Monthly Archive for September, 2008

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Review: Nea by Lelo

Published on September 10, 2008 in reviews and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

Today I received the Nea from Lelo to review. I’m very excited. The packaging is attractive, just what you’d expect from a high-end sex toy. Within the purple cardboard box is a hard black gift box. Already I’m thinking “elegant” and “sexy” and I haven’t even seen the toy yet! No cheesy plastic shell-wrap with porn star photos on the header card for this baby. Inside, on a black platform with a sturdy, clear plastic cover is the Nea. It’s much smaller than I envisioned from the photo on the website. I suppose the size I envisioned would be unwieldy, but this gadget is about 2.5 inches long by 1.5 inches wide. It’s something you could easily slip into a pocket or handbag. The one I received is fuschia (they call it deep rose it looks a little different on the website) and it has a pretty flower pattern on the back. It’s very pretty for a toy, you could leave it out as an objet d’art. Under the platform is the charger (yay no batteries!) and a user’s manual. I think it might take me a little while to get the gist of the various settings – there’s only two buttons on the thing and it’s like knowing the secret code to a nintendo game to know what sequence to press for the right intensity versus stimulation mode. But still, I’m sure I’ll figure out a favorite in no time – and having varied intensity AND steady vs. pulsation modes is a desirable feature in a vibrator. Right now I have the Nea charging (although it came with a little charge and I played with the buttons for a bit) and I’ll resume this review once I get to use it. Oh, also in the package is a white satiny bag where you could store the Nea if the box is too space-consuming or you can use it to protect the Nea while you travel.

A few hours later….

It took me a while to decide if I was going to review it tonight. I felt kinda bad leaving Davey in the living room as I went off alone into the bedroom, but I wanted to play with the toy alone to really be aware of the sensation. I took the Nea into the bedroom with my laptop (for porn viewing of course!) and I found some kinky porn on tnaflix.com. I only glanced at the porn as I was mostly focused on the Nea. It’s similar to my beloved bullet vibe (which incidentally is made by California Exotic Novelties and has 5 speeds/pulsation combinations to choose from: slow vibe, fast vibe, pulse followed by steady vibe, slow pulse, fast pulse). I started out with just the straight vibration. It was just satisfactory at lower speeds but just about intense enough at the highest speed. I think for something that’s wireless and rechargable it’s very good in intensity. (Not enough if you love the hitachi or the when the sybian is cranked up, but comparable to my bullet vibe.)

I played with the pulsation combos next and found that the short interval pulsation and the “before and after” as they call it (vibration ramps up and down over and over) were really good for teasing myself and getting me wet and turned on, but not steady enough stimulation to allow me to come. I went back to the steady vibration and rubbed the toy against my clit. (I have to do some rubbing with my bullet vibe as well in order to get off.) I got myself on the edge and held back, as I’m supposed to do during my once a week masturbation, I was so close to coming! It felt great! I pulled the vibe away to let the sensations subside so I wouldn’t orgasm just yet, touching it intermittently to my clit.

I find that the right side of my clit is the correct side (for me) for clitoral stimulation with toys. I think the shape of the bullet is a little bit friendlier to being pressed against the side, but the Nea was easy to hold because of its shape. All in all, I liked the Nea and found it comparable to my favorite vibe – while I think the bullet is still my fave, the Nea has wonderful pulsation settings that it lacks. So I’d say in some ways it’s superior to the bullet, in some ways a close second. I think we should just call it a tie.

Clean up is easy – just wipe with soap and water avoiding the charger outlet and the buttons. Changing the settings was much easier than I thought – just read the included user manual to know which button to press when and for how long. The buttons also have a locking feature, perfect for when you travel with the Nea and don’t want it accidentially going off in your purse/pocket/what have you. It’s quiet, quieter than my bullet and has the advantage of no wire. Definitely a nice little toy.

A Good Beating

Published on September 9, 2008 in bdsm, D/s, sex and spanking. 0 Comments

It had been a while since I had a good, hard beating. Since I’m premenstrual my pain tolerance should be up, or so MasterDoc figured. I think it wasn’t too bad, but I do think he used some evil implements on my ass last night.

I was blindfolded, so I couldn’t see what he was using. Sometimes I knew by how it felt – I knew the evil paddle because of the way it strikes my ass with its wide, flat, hard surface. Other things I wasn’t quite so sure about. A while back I bought a new impact toy – a leather slapper (essentially two wide strips of leather attached at one end) but woe be me when I discovered upon getting it home that the long “handle” part was a mini-whip. I’m not sure when exactly he used the whip, and when the slapper, but I’ll bet it was the whip when I cried out, “I can’t take that, Sir!” as he slapped my inner thighs. I’ve talked before about wanting to cry during a scene and once or twice I’ve felt a little teary, but last night some actual tears were shed. They were absorbed by the blindfold as he held me and stroked me, telling me it was all right. It took a few moments for me to go from teary and stressed to calm and comforted. After the comforting I was glad to have cried a little during a scene, but I still await the time I break down sobbing. The release of such a thing must be amazing. Then to be held afterward by the person who made you cry, it’s very intimate, isn’t it? He inflicts the pain and he takes it away. Now there’s power.

He spanked me a little more after I had calmed down, then lay down beside me. He had me suck his cock to get it hard so he could fuck me. I stayed blindfolded the entire time, focusing on the sensations – first striking, slapping, then his hard cock sliding in and out of me. We fucked missionary style and I got on the edge of coming and begged for release. “Not yet,” he said. I ached to be able to come. He decided that I could get fucked, or I could come – so if I ask to come I had better be done getting fucked. I stayed on the edge for quite a while. We switched from me on my back to me on my knees by the end of the bed, so he could stand. I relished the sensations, debating which I wanted more – more fucking or to come. He’d slap my ass – hard – now and then. Eventually I gave in and begged to come. He made me wait a few seconds but then gave me permission. The auto-eject did its thing and pushed his cock out. He continued with his fingers, making me scream and moan. He fingers me hard and fast, the way I like it. He uses his knowlege of female anatomy to hit just the right spot. I heard him say something, but didn’t hear what, and that was truly unfortunate as he had told me to play with myself and keep myself coming. My loss. We cuddled for a while, til I got drowsy and decided to go to sleep.

Ode to Lube

Published on September 7, 2008 in musings. 1 Comment

Perspectives are funny things. I had a friend in college become furious at me (and give me the silent treatment for a week) because I cracked a joke about using her ky jelly to stop her dorm room bed from squeaking. This was in front of her boyfriend and his friends. Apparently, according to her, I had totally embarrassed her boyfriend that I should suggest they need to use lube in their sex life. Uh huh. She made me apologize to him, and when I did he was all like, “What? Uh, ok. No problem.” Seems the issue was hers.

Fast forward to my life in the sex positive community, and people there use lube liberally, freely and openly. Lube is a staple of hot sex. Lube makes lovin’ better. lol Even when you want to lubricate sometimes you can’t or you can’t do it enough, no shame there. God, I’m glad I know people who are comfortable with their sexuality to not get in a tizzy over lube being mentioned! I love lube!

And her butt turned a lovely shade of red

Published on September 7, 2008 in bdsm, D/s, flogging, spanking and wax play. 0 Comments

We were supposed to meet a couple off of Fetlife on Friday. I had mostly talked with the guy but the woman had started a correspondence with me recently as well. They were going to meet us at MasterDoc’s for dinner. The woman showed up without her man and I thought of how brave she was to meet some unknown couple, at the guy’s place, all by herself. We made jokes about axe murderers and how we could be axe murderers and how she could very well be one and we wouldn’t know it. You know, the usual jokes you make when meeting a stranger off the internet.

We enjoyed dinner and got on the topic of sex and bdsm. Apparently they’ve played sexually with other couples, and they’ve dipped their feet into bdsm, but they’re still very new to it and very interested in learning about it. After dinner, MasterDoc had me put my collar on, and he gave a demonstration of spanking and flogging on my ass. It felt different to have a woman watching than a man, the majority of the time when I have an audience of one it’s a man. I think it’s somehow a bigger turn on with a man, I think it feels more naughty. With a woman I think I worry more about feminist issues – can I still be respected as a feminist for submitting to this man? But in front of a man it feels like I’m just being a dirty girl, and I like that feeling. Interesting. With a woman I’m worried about her thinking less of me, but with a man I’m turned on by him thinking less of me. Desire is a complicated thing.

MasterDoc gave me a rough spanking, followed by some flogging. He then told me to reach between my legs and play with myself. I did so as they sat on the sofa behind me. I couldn’t see what might be going on. After a few moments, he had me pull up my pants and go grab the candle for waxing. He had me light the candle and let it sit, melted wax pooling up at the top. He had our guest get on her knees where I had just been, and he starts spanking her. Her pale skin turned a lovely red in no time at all. He gave her a demonstration of the flogger.

There was much laughter amongst the spanking and flogging. MasterDoc said it was better to keep things lighthearted, for if he was serious she would probably be scared. And so it was a laughter filled night. I know, you don’t envision bdsm and laughter going hand in hand. We moved to the bedroom to play with the wax. He had her bend over the edge of the bed and he spanked her some more. He dripped some hot wax on her butt and she didn’t flinch. She seems made of sterner stuff than I where the wax is concerned. He continued on, spanking and waxing. He motioned to me to stroke her arms and back as she lay face down on the bed. I did so and later she said that it helped her as it gave her something else to focus on. A few times she cried out that the spanking was too much, and MasterDoc would of course back off a little. Next he had her lay on her back, and he used more wax on her – this time going for the space where hip meets thigh – the spot that I find so agonizing. She actually reacted a bit to that. We each took a side and played with her nipples. He had me dig out the nipple clamps, and I could only find the ones that were broken on one side, so he just used a clamp on one nipple. (She has great nipples for clamps, the kind that look like pencil erasers.) He spanked her pussy and thighs.

I was a voyeur for most of this, just enjoying watching. Unfortunately I was getting tired so it wasn’t as easy to stay an engaged viewer as I would have liked. MasterDoc had me suck his cock for a while, and I did this as he continued to play with her body. It was all very hot, but I had work the next morning and soon had to be a party pooper and head off to bed.

In the morning, I asked him if anything interesting went on after I went to bed. He said no, they didn’t even have sex, mostly they talked. Then he said, “Oh wait, I was going to tell you I fucked her up the ass and let you blog that.” I’m sure that would have gotten an interesting response. “What?!”

The Importance of Net Neutrality

Published on September 6, 2008 in politics and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

One of the beautiful things about the internet is the unfettered freedom with which people exchange ideas. Stifling this freedom would hinder innovation. But major internet providers want to decide for you what you get to see – they want to give priority to those who can pay for it and block content they don’t think you need to see (and yes, this is the UNITED STATES I’m talking about). Providers like Comcast have already tried to violate net neutrality – the principle of a free and open internet – by slowing down access to sites and media of their choosing.

“Net Neutrality has been part of the Internet since its inception. Pioneers like Vinton Cerf and Sir Tim Berners-Lee, the inventor of the World Wide Web, always intended the Internet to be a neutral network. And “non-discrimination” provisions like Net Neutrality have governed the nation’s communications networks since the 1930s.” However, major internet providers have stated their intent to decide what you have access to – a lot of it depending on the companies that can afford to pay getting much more visibility and access. Imagine what this means for a small web-based company, trying to survive in a world where major corporations have far more money than they do. Imagine what this means for any potentially ”objectionable” content you like to look at (such as this blog) that your ISP could decide you don’t need access to. You hear about censorship like this going on in other countries, but the threat of it going on in the US is very real.

“…as a consequence of a 2005 decision by the Federal Communications Commission, Net Neutrality — the foundation of the free and open Internet — was put in jeopardy. Now cable and phone company lobbyists are pushing to block legislation that would reinstate Net Neutrality.” It’s up to us to speak out and let the FCC know that we will not accept internet service that is slow or non-existent depending on how much money we cough up, or how much a business is able to pay to have their site accessible. The internet needs to remain free and open in the countries where it is currently so (and after that we can tackle the countries where the internet is already censored). Savetheinternet.com covers net neutrality more thoroughly and clearly than I can in this short blog entry, I suggest visiting their site and reading the FAQ. Take some time to sign the petition, write to your congresspersons and talk about the vital need for net neutrality on your websites. If you’re in another country where the internet is currently operating under the principles of net neutrality – make sure that your countries’ laws support this and prevent companies from taking it away from you. The internet belongs to us all and the possibilties for information exchange and technological innovations needs to remain free and open.

All quotations taken from:
“Frequently Asked Questions” Save the Internet. Free Press Action Fund. 6 September 2008. http://savetheinternet.com/=faq

Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2008

Published on September 5, 2008 in blogs. 1 Comment

Wowzer, I checked my inbox this morning and found out I’m on a list of top 100 sex bloggers. How cool is that? A lot of familiar names on the list, and a lot of unfamiliar ones. I doubt they’re in any particular order because there’s no way I could rank higher than Audacia Ray or Mistress Matisse, to name a couple. The only thing that makes me sad is that I’m already at a saturation point with my blog reading, I don’t know that I can add any more and not end up just skipping all the entries due to being overwhelmed. (I used to read every entry thoroughly for the blogs in my feed reader, now I find I skim many and read few.) Perhaps I’ll take a peek at a few when I have spare time.

Quiet Week

Published on September 4, 2008 in blogs, masturbation and sybian. 4 Comments

It’s been a relatively quiet week. I was lazy on Monday, the holiday. Otherwise I’ve been busy with work, which is terribly boring and not worth writing about (and I try to keep plausible deniability by not ever talking specifically about my workplace, as fun as nutty library patron stories are, they could easily be recognized by people I work with). Tuesday night I had a hard time falling asleep so I reached into the bedside table for my beloved bullet vibe. It was a pretty utilitarian masturbatory session. I teased myself a little, but really I just wanted to get off to relax and get to sleep. I came, it felt good, but it didn’t help me sleep. *sigh*

Last night I saw MasterDoc and we had a quiet, cuddlerific evening. I was a bit of a pain, asking a few times in different ways if I could get a ride on the sybian. (He had mentioned the idea of a ride earlier in the day.) At first he said no, but then he let me, however I was to run the controls myself so it would be a solo experience. And you know, it’s not quite as fun running the machine yourself. When someone else has control you don’t know if they’re going to turn it up or down, there’s the element of the unexpected, which is exciting. In doing it myself, I tend to leave it on one level of vibration for a period of time, which is more likely to make me a bit numb. I also miss the physical contact which sometimes accompanies a ride – MasterDoc will often sit in front of me and hold me during. It’s not as fun without any audience. I managed to come, but it was always this low-level of arousal rather than an earth shattering orgasm. I had no trouble keeping fairly quiet. All in all, it wasn’t as fun as I had hoped it would be, nor as fun as the sybian usually is. Afterwards, MasterDoc asked me if knowing that I had pushed to get permission rather than him giving it freely affected how the ride was. I said that’s possibly part of the picture.

This week was evidence that despite being a sex blogger and living an exciting, kinky life, I do have mediocre orgasms and experiences sometimes. I’ve been thinking this week about how bloggers seem somehow other than human, or up on a pedestal. They’re like celebrities but on a small, small level. People feel that they know them from reading their thoughts and experiences on their blogs, but they don’t really know these bloggers. You hear about the kinky, adventurous things I do, but not about the boring day to day stuff – after all, me doing the laundry would make for less than thrilling reading. You know me as a bit of a sex kitten and horny slut, but not as a librarian, sister, daughter, girlfriend, nerdy girl. I don’t mention my anglophilia and penchant for Brit coms. I don’t talk about the books I read as I usually read at work during lunch and that could give away my identity. It can be difficult meeting people who are readers of your blog because they know so much about you, but you don’t know much about them, or at least they seem to know so much about you. I talk about some pretty personal and sometimes difficult things on this blog, but there’s plenty of difficult stuff I don’t tackle but keep private.

So yes, I’ve gotten philosophical about blogging this week. Anyway, I feel curious about YOU the reader. Who reads my ramblings about sex? I don’t have a huge readership but some people come back repeatedly – what makes you come back for more? I hope I come across as an ordinary woman who manages to get herself into outrageously fun situations. And I tell you, you could do this too if you wanted to. Really. I hope I don’t come across as self-absorbed as I probably do. I guess to be a blogger you have to have some level of self-absorbtion. I hope that people see me as human and flawed but like me despite these flaws.

Ok, enough philosophical rambling. There’s no HNT picture this week because I’m feeling lazy about digging one up.

New Theme – Finally!

Published on September 1, 2008 in Uncategorized. 1 Comment

I have to give a special shout out to Ellie Lumpesse, for today she took the time to help me get my custom header up on my site. Hallelujah! I want to give thanks also to D.S., Max Malini, Curmudgeony Librarian and Dangerous Lilly for all trying to help me out – everything got me a little closer to the finish line. Now that my site looks nice I may just get Lelo of Sweden to send me sex toys to review. Rowr.

I added Babeland as an affiliate in the side bar. I feel good about having them there as they’re a small chain, run by women, and are really sex-positive and friendly. I like shopping there and if you’re in the market for sex toys I hope you’ll remember my link here and click through to place your order so I get a little kickback. The thanks of the commission would be greatly appreciated. I don’t know that I’ll add any others just now as I really don’t want to feel like a corporate shill. (I identify politically as anarchist (with socialist leanings, although I don’t think socialism actually works), corporate shill is not one of my favorite roles. I left the corporate world to become a librarian and am so glad I did.)