By Coy Pink

I have a couple of toys that were sent to me by Emotional Bliss to review; the Womolia Heat and the Femblossom Heat.  I’ve used them both a bit but needed a little more “research” time with the toys before I could complete my reviews (which will be coming up shortly).  Alec suggested that this particular warm, sunny afternoon might be a good time to test out the Womolia and get a few pictures for my review.  I slipped into my favorite nightgown, got my toy, and got cozy on the bed.  And then immediately felt like taking a nap.  Alec looked disappointed, as he’d spent time getting ready to take pictures, so I tried to rouse myself.  I asked him to come help me get in the mood and he quickly came to my side on the bed.

It wasn’t long before all thoughts of napping were out of my head and I was ready to press on with the product testing.  I turned the Womolia on, placed it between my legs, closed my eyes, and got down to business.  While trying to focus on my pleasure, I was aware of Alec moving about the room.  Every so often I would hear the click of the shutter and wonder where he was and what image he just captured.  We go along this way for a while when suddenly I wase aware of a change.  I cracked my eyes open to see Alec taking a picture and then stopping to stroke himself.  This took my excitement to a new level.  I quickly lost myself in the rubbing and the thrusting and the hip grinding as I neared ever closer to orgasm.  The next thing I knew he was on the bed with me, watching and stroking his cock, as I pushed myself over the edge.  I came hard.  As I was still writhing on the bed, he started to finger me as he continued to pleasure himself.  Soon enough he came and collapsed next to me on the bed.  I smiled at him, content, and so glad that I chose his suggested activity instead of a nap.

More pictures will be included with my Womolia review so please check back!  Unless you’re Dangerous Lilly, then you’ve already seen the pictures (and probably more).  Alec decided to give her a little sneak peek. 

Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday, everyone!

A couple of weeks ago I drug a friend of mine to the local Lovers store to browse a bit.  I usually prefer to buy my toys online because I can often find what I want for a better price than in the store.  However, I also possess poor impulse control and feel the need to “buy now!” if I see something that catches my eye.  Such was the case with the Gemini.

The Fusion Edition Gemini is made by Evolved Novelties.  The packaging is eye-catching.  Each toy comes in its own tin box.  I’m a girly girl and am a sucker for pretty things.  Lovers had a Gemini out on their display table so I was able to hold it and check it out before I decided to buy it.  This is a double ended vibrator with separate controls for each end.  It’s like two toys in one – score!  The Gemini is controlled by two buttons, one for each end.  You simply push the button to turn it on, cycle through the settings, and continue pressing to turn it off.  Each end has three settings.

The long end has graduated bumps and a curved end.  Great for g-spot stimulation but also good for clitoral stimulation.  The vibration choices on this end are low, medium, high.

The short end (which houses the controls) has a typical rounded vibrator shape.  This end can be inserted (though there’s less insertable length on this end as opposed to the other) as well as used externally.  Vibrations on this end are more pulse-like.  Choices include a double pulse, two short pulses followed by a third longer pulse, and then a gradually building pulse.  When I have mine set on the last selection (gradual build up) it makes a cool high-tech noise.  Freaked me out at first but now I like it.

This has become a favorite vibrator of mine for a number of reasons.  I love the silky smooth feel of the outside (phthalate-free, thank you very much), the color is beautiful, the controls are simple, it’s waterproof, and most importantly, it gets me off!  The first time I used it, I cranked the bumpy end up to high and worked on my g-spot.  This felt wonderful in concert with Alec rubbing my clit and sucking on my nipples.  The next time I used it, I focused the rounded end on my clit.  I used the gradually increasing pulse setting and oh my goodness, it was heavenly!  Sometimes I have a hard time working up to an orgasm with a pulse setting like that but this was different.  The pulse is quite strong.  I enjoyed the build up and I was able to keep the vibrator on my clit even after I came, riding the wave of the pulses.  This is a great toy for the girl who can’t make up her mind or is easily bored.  Something not working for you?  Change up the setting, flip the Gemini over!  No need to dig around for another toy, you’ve already got two in your hand.

The only thing I wasn’t thrilled with in regards to this toy is the fact that it takes four AAA batteries.  We don’t often have AAA batteries around here but I’ll be sure to stock up now!

I was quite impressed with this toy and hope to try something else from Evolved Novelties soon.  In the meantime, I’m sure I’ll be busy breaking my new Gemini in.

I tried out my Rock Chick twice this weekend and was pleased with the results.  If I judged toy success by how wet I got using them, I would give the Rock Chick a 10.  There’s a bit of a learning curve with this toy but I’m sure having fun learning!

I first tried the RC sitting on the edge of the couch.  Alec had warmed me up and I was ready to rock out.  I got situated and started moving back and forth.  The vibrations aren’t super intense but are pleasant when mixed with the stimulation of the rocking action.  Alec sat back for a few minutes, watching me.  Then I beckoned him closer.  He kneeled in front of me, kissing my neck and pinching my nipples.  My movements quickened as my excitement grew.  I loved having Alec pressed against me as I thrusted on the Rock Chick.  Not too much later I found myself on the edge of an orgasm.  I loved that I could continue to enjoy the vibrations as I was coming.  Often vibrators on my clit after I come are too intense.  Before my orgasm had subsided, I could hear how wet I had become.  Score!  I pulled out the RC, put Alec on the couch, and rode him like a crazy woman.  I love sex leading up to orgasm but I really enjoy being fucked after I come.  The RC left me in such a state that I just wanted to keep going and going.  All in all, it was a fabulous way to break in my new toy.

The next day I had the opportunity to use my Rock Chick again.  Alec got me all worked up, having me use a vibrator on myself in the shower while he filmed me.  I told him that I’d come back to the bathroom and give him a little show, finishing myself off while he showered.  I grabbed my rabbit vibrator, laid down on the floor, and got down to business.  But the rabbit wasn’t quite doing it for me.  So I decided to change my strategy.  I hopped up, grabbed the Rock Chick, and headed back into the bedroom.

Sitting on my knees, I inserted the RC.  Then I laid down on my stomach.  I had one hand under me, helping to move the Rock Chick where it felt best.  Alec came out of the shower to find me grinding away on the bed.  He climbed up over me and started caressing my backside.  I pushed myself towards him to show my approval.  As I continued to gyrate with the RC under me, Alec slid down and started to gently lick my ass hole.  I squirmed and writhed, giving myself over to his touch.  Before long he was probing me with his hard cock and I offered up no resistance.  Again I pushed myself against him, forcing him deeper into me.  I picked up the pace and he followed suit, thrusting deeper.  I was in heaven.  I was overcome by the vibrating and the rubbing and the pounding from behind.  I surrendered myself to the sensations and came hard.  When I pulled out the Rock Chick, it was soaked and I was dripping wet.  I’d definitely do that again (Rock Chick + anal sex = awesome)!

So far the Rock Chick is 2 for 2.  I look forward to wearing the battery out soon.

“Have a really good day,” he said to me in a suggestive tone this morning, his eyes and sly smile conveying his true meaning.  I knew exactly what he meant.

A few hours later with this on my clit

and this in my pussy

and him on my mind, I got down to business.  Locked away, not a lot of time.  But I know it won’t take long.  I know the sooner I come, the sooner I can tell him how naughty I’ve been.  So I close my eyes and imagine him, hard dick in his hand.  I rock back and forth wanting to come so I can share the fun with him but wanting to make it last because it feels so good. 

Before I know it, I’m on the edge.  I’m running out of time, I can’t drag my fun out any longer.  I push the vibrator onto my clit as much as I can stand, holding tight to the curves of the dildo with my inner muscles.  A second later I am rocked with with waves of pleasure.  I could remove the vibrator from my now sensitive clit but I don’t.  This makes me squirm and shake with each contraction.  Such a delicious feeling.

When I start to relax, I am good and wet, just how he likes me.  I run to fetch the camera, wanting to capture the aftermath to share with Alec.  I snap a quick shot then send it off with a teasing email to him at work.  I’ve been a bad girl, I tell him.  No, you’ve been a GOOD girl, he replies.  I smile to myself, knowing I’ve pleased him.  We now have this divine secret to carry with us for the rest of the day.   

I guess this is just more proof that sometimes, it’s good to be bad.

continued from part 1

As we finish up our shopping trip at Lovers, we decide to drive-through somewhere to get a drink before picking up the kids and heading home.  My pants are soaked from my earlier play session in the car (no panties of course, it was strip club night) and I’m feeling naughty.  We exchange playful glances.  He tells me he wants my pants around my ankles.  Who am I to argue?  There’s still a bit of a drive ahead of us, plenty of time for Round Two.

As we pull up to the drive-through, I want to see if I can make myself come before we get to the window.  Since my pants are on the floor, I cover my lap with my wrap, and turn the vibe to the highest setting.  I put it right on my clit and squeeze my legs together.  The vibration is intense and feels so good.  Again there is the element of “will someone see me?” that adds to the excitement.  I am rubbing the vibe around my clit, trying to find just the right spot.  I am writhing around on the seat, giving myself over to the pleasure.  Every so often I glance over at him and smile, knowing he is loving every minute of this.  A few minutes pass and we’re at the window, picking up our drinks.  I cover my legs a bit and smile at the girl inside the restaurant, thrilling at the secret she is unaware of.  As we pull away, I ask Hub to park the car.  I want to finish here, where he can fully enjoy the show, unhindered by driving.  I haven’t come yet but I know an orgasm isn’t far off.

As he pulls into the parking spot, I’m hit with an amusing thought.  This is the same restaurant where we met for our first date (fast food and video games).  Here we are, almost 15 years later, stopping for a much hotter purpose.  Though it is getting late and we are parked in a fairly dark spot, there is still the chance of being seen.  But that is the last thing on my mind right now.  I readjust myself on the seat so that Hub can have a view of my pussy.  He wastes no time at all, jumping in to help.  He slides his fingers in my pussy and with the other hand, pinches my nipple through my shirt.  I am still working on my clit with the vibe, intent on finishing the job I’ve been given.

This luscious action continues for a few minutes and then he sits up, removing his hands from me.  I look over to see him unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down a bit.  Thinking he wants my mouth on him, I ask if I should come over there.  He says no, that I am doing fine just where I am.  Then as he leans back towards me, he starts stroking his hard dick.  Oh.my.god.  I am beyond hot now, forgetting the show I am supposed to be putting on.  Focusing instead on my husband’s lovely cock.  I am squirming and moaning, so swept up in the sensations that a crowd of people could have been watching and I wouldn’t have cared.  All of this is too much.  The stripper, my earlier masturbation session in the car, the vibrator on my clit, my husband’s fingers in my pussy, his other hand on his cock, the possibility of getting caught.  I come and when I do it shakes me to my core.  I am panting and squealing with delight.  I am also filled with an overwhelming desire to fuck my husband like a mad woman.  I cannot shut up about how hot he is, how wonderful that was, what I am going to do to him when we get home.  I lean over the seat and hungrily suck him, wishing we didn’t have to take a break from the fun.  It seems almost cruel that we have to postpone the rest of the evening’s fun until we’re home and children are tucked safely into bed.

Once we are home it is a mad scramble to get the parental duties out of the way.  I have promised my husband a proper fucking (I’m pretty sure I told him I was going to fuck him until he begged me to stop) and I intend on making good on my promise.  He is laying on the mattress and I slowly slither up his body, stopping to suck his cock on the way up.  But I don’t stay there long because I want him in me.  Now.  I lower my body onto his, not needing any warm up.  I kiss him, feeling the heat building in my body again.  There is no feeling that compares to his hard dick inside of me.  I revel in the thrusting and the fullness as I ride him.  “Go get the paddle,” he orders me.  I hop up, quick to obey.  After fetching the paddle, I climb back on top of him.  I ride him as he caresses and sucks on my tits.  He smacks me with the paddle as I rock back and forth.  Every swat makes me catch my breath and wilt with pleasure.  The more I am fucking him, the more I want.  He tells me he wants me on my knees.  I lean in to kiss him.  Then I whisper, “If you want me on my knees, you’re going to have to make me move.”  I am hoping he’ll rise to my challenge.  We stay with me on top of him for a few more minutes before he tries to gently move me.  But I don’t want to be treated gently.  I repeat my sassy dare.  Then he picks me up, tosses me down on my back, and fucks me roughly.  I am in heaven.

He then instructs me to get on my knees.  He knows I like it rough from behind.  I scramble to get where he wants me, jutting my butt up in the air.  He grabs my hips and fucks me hard and deep.  Every once in while he slaps my ass.  I feel drunk on pleasure, this night has been amazing.  After a moment, he turns me over to my back.  He leans into me, my legs apart and up.  He has held back long enough.  As he pumps into me, I raise myself to meet him.  I love the weight of him on top of me.  I cannot wait to feel him come.  When it does finally happen, his release is powerful.  I hold still and savor the moment, completely lost in ecstasy.  He covers me in sweet kisses which are followed by the smile of a happy and satisfied man.  Once again I am struck at how truly lucky I am.  I am married to a handsome, funny, smart, kind man who happens to make me absolutely crazy with excitement when it comes to sex.  We then stumble off to bed, sleepy and content.  What an incredible Saturday.

“I wonder how many of those people up there get a show?” wonders Hub, about the nearby apartment building, as we get back into the car after visiting the “adult boutique.”  By the tone of his comment, I know it’s time for me to put on my show.  I open the glove compartment and remove the vibrator that has been hiding there.  We decide to visit the Lovers store to continue our search for thigh high stockings before picking up the kids.  We’re about twenty minutes away from the store.  More than enough time for me to get off.

As I ponder the thought of someone seeing our little romp during the drive, a story I’ve read earlier in the week comes to mind.  I start to tell Hub about the hot, unintentionally-exhibitionist fun Bad Bad Girl has written about.  A tryst in a parked car with a dominant, bossy man with others watching.  Very exciting and beyond hot.  Then he orders me to take off my pants.  The man who never orders me to do anything has just forcefully told me to strip.  That alone is enough to get me wet.  I eagerly obey, dropping my pants to the floor.  I recline my seat, turn on the vibe, and set it on my clit.  I try to position myself so that he can enjoy the show without having to turn his head too far.  Soon he picks up the camera and starts to record the action.  I am enjoying all of this – pleasuring myself, letting him watch, being filmed.  Every so often he’ll give me an order.  This only inflames me more.  Soon the vibrator isn’t enough.  I hold it in place with one hand and stick two fingers from my other hand into my pussy.  I’m wet already and I know this is only the start.

Just a few minutes from our destination and I am feeling my orgasm building.  I am aware of nothing else.  If anyone has noticed what is going on inside our car, I’m blissfully oblivious.  Now I must come.  For him, for myself.  I am rubbing the vibe on my clit as I push my fingers in and out of my pussy.  I come and it is breathtaking.  The thrill of having just been so close to a gorgeous girl mixed with the excitement of getting myself off in front of my husband, in the car where someone might see, has added a divine facet to this orgasm.

I look over at him, grinning and relaxed.  He smiles back.  Minutes later we pull into the parking lot at Lover’s.  After parking, he leans over to kiss me then pulls away and smiles again.  I adore this man.  I pull my pants back on, knowing that they will be soaked through in seconds, I am so wet.  “Well, that is unfortunate, isn’t it?”  he says with a smirk.  We enter the store, hand in hand.  And I know that our fun for the night has only just begun.