Waves

Wicked Wednesday

Welcome to my 34th post for Rebel’s Notes‘ Wicked Wednesday, Waves.  I can’t believe it’s been five months since I joined in with this meme. I don’t know where the time has gone. You don’t have to use the prompt but I like the inspiration, and challenge. The prompt for this week was:

wavesThis week’s prompt is a suggestion by Mrs Fever:

Waves

They crash and roll, splash and shush; they wash against shores and ripple through otherwise still waters. The most damaging waves stand stories tall above the surface, but the strongest waves are never visible to the naked eye, because they are moving deep under the surface.

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Waves

I love the sea, watching the waves soothes me. Even when they’re big and stormy, crashing against the shore with such force that they leave their mark. There is something reassuring about them. They are steadfast, constant…it is only their intensity that changes. The waves are always there; little surface ripples and deep underwater currents. I find them comforting. If my mood is low or I am anxious, walking along a beach or seafront helps me feel better. It makes me feel connected to the earth.

I often use waves and the associated terminology to describe orgasms because for me that is how my orgasms feel, like the tide coming in. The way they can ebb and flow, the rush in and out, lots of little ripples that build up to a crashing finish.

I’m not great at poetry, so I don’t do it very often but it felt right, for this theme. I hope you enjoy it…

Orgasm Wave

His finger traces down me
Outlining my curves,
like patterns on sand.
Skimming downwards, teasing,
his finger sliding lower.
His mouth finding my nipple,
tasting, sucking, biting.
The waves start to build inside me,
as his mouth and fingers go to work.
He teases me with them,
causing the tide inside me
to ebb and flow.
Lifting me up, and dropping me down,
No thoughts, I can only feel.
My toes curl, and my knees weaken
as the first wave hits me.
Then I’m lost, adrift,
floating out with the tide.

 

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Bath Time

Masturbation Monday #36

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Bath Time. You may notice the image I’ve added below doesn’t actually match this week. That is because I loved this picture prompt but due to work I never had chance to write for it. I knew I wanted to use it though, it totally inspired me to write. The inspiration I’m using is:

Bath Time

Hmmm, I bet I know what she’s doing in that tub. What I really want to know is…what does he think about it?

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Bath Time

“Babe?” I shut the door, flicking the lock as I take my coat off and hang it up. I’d had a hell of a day, and I really needed a hug. After I’d spoken to him earlier, I thought Mike would be home but there was no response. I wandered into the kitchen, standing on the side was a glass of red wine. I picked it up taking a sip as I read the note he’d left. “Check the bathroom. Hot water is on.” Wine in hand I went to the bathroom. I smiled as I walked through the door; candles waiting to be lit, a small pouch of my favourite bath pearls, and iPod waiting in the player. I turn on the taps, letting the water run before putting in the plug. Leaving my wine I go into the bedroom, my robe is laid out on the bed, and I quickly undress, wrapping my robe around me before twisting my hair up into a knot.

I head back into the bathroom, and turn off the taps. I light the candles, switch off the overhead light, and hit play on the music. As the first strains of jazz fill the bathroom, I add the pearls to the water, swirling them with my hand until they pop and dissolve, releasing their fragrant oil. I slide into the water, letting the warmth hug me as I settle down. I grab my phone from the side and send Mike a quick message, “Thanks, babe. I needed this.” I lay back, closing my eyes. The combination of the music and warm water works to soothe me, and I can feel the tension leaving me as I take another sip of wine.

My phone beeps, and I debate just leaving it but I know Mike will be replying so I reach over to pick it up. I was right but when I open the message puzzlement creases my forehead, ‘Check under the towels’. I reach under the carefully folded towels, and my hand brushes something firm. I grin as I pull it out, and I am just about to message Mike when my phone vibrates again, ‘It’s fully charged’. I type a thank you, my eyes welling with tears at his thoughtfulness.

It’s my new favourite vibrator; the one I’ve been reaching for most often. It offers quite an unusual sensation, one that is enhanced under the water. I slide my body down, lifting one leg to rest on the side of the bath. My nipples are poking up just above the water line, stiffening in the cool air. I move the toy down, positioning it carefully before switching it on. As the first tickles of sensation start, I turn up the intensity. One hand is holding the toy in position, the other is playing with my breasts; tweaking first one nipple, then the other. As the toy starts working it’s magic I pinch and twist my nipples, harder and harder. My body is reacting; I’m wriggling and twitching, causing the water to splash.

My leg, over the edge of the bath is stopping me from slipping under the water, as I thrust my body, pushing up against the toy. My head is back, and my eyes closed, the waves of my orgasm are pulsing through me causing my body to create waves in the bath water. The build up seems to be lasting forever, a sign that I really was stressed. I finally feel them start to crest, and as release rushes through me my body relaxes. I let go of the toy letting it sink to the bottom of the bath, and as the last of my tension floats away I start to giggle.

“Feel better after your bath time?” I’d heard him come in but hadn’t wanted to stop.
I look up, smiling lazily at him, “Yes, I do. Thank you.”

 

 

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Bath Time

Twist Dildo from Ceramic Pleasure

Ceramic Dildo

Today I am reviewing The Twist Dildo from Ceramic Pleasure.

twist dildo

Ceramic Pleasure is the venture of John. He has a background in community-based craft projects, working as an artist with clients from disadvantaged backgrounds and life styles, running art based workshops. He was made redundant in 2015. When a friend off-handedly joked about him making them friend a dildo, he asked “what size and colour”, and that started the ball rolling. He soon found himself with one very happy friend and a new career.

Since then John has been keeping himself busy making dildos; exploring a variety of textures and decorative applications as well as testing suitable glazes. Testing glazes takes a lot of hours and tedious experimentation in order to get pleasing results. He is still very much in the creative stages of his dildo-making efforts, and as such each toy is a unique labour of love, with no two dildos being the same. His shop has a ready-made selection available but he is also open to requests, and is willing to work with new customers to create the dildo of their dreams.

Twist Dildo

My gorgeous dildo came very well protected in a storage tube. It even had it’s own certificate of authenticity.

twist dildo  twist dildo

The Twist Dildo grabbed my attention as soon as I saw it. I love anything with an unusual shape or texture, and this just looked like it would be fun.  The colour and finish are exquisite and the little smiling face on the base made me chuckle, it’s a great little touch. It is made from “stone-ware clay” that has been fired in a kiln using a protective glaze. This special glaze makes it hypoallergenic, non-porous, safe with all lubricants. It is also easy to clean, you can just wash it with anti-bacterial soap and warm water.

twist dildo  twist dildo

The colour and pattern of the glaze is a sort of speckled blue grey, which doesn’t sound exciting but trust me it is gorgeous, and the photos don’t do it justice. The finish is flawlessly smooth, with no drag whatsoever. You could definitely get away without using lube, if you prefer not to.

I liked the shape, the tapered tip meant it was easy to insert, and the ‘twist’ meant I didn’t really notice the girth. The great thing with something like this is that is is very hard, so you can feel every ridge when it’s in use. I found it felt great if I inserted it and then rotated it, the ridges would push against my g-spot in a very pleasant way. I also found that vibration travels through the Twist Dildo really nicely, I held my doxy to the base while it was inserted and I could feel the vibrations right along the shaft. I’ve not really tried doing this before but it worked very well.

I also found that the ceramic and glaze used on this dildo actually give it quite a warm, and natural feel. It might sound silly but it felt closer to nature than say a silicone dildo does. It felt comfortable, and never seemed too cold. I’ve found with glass dildos they always feel very cool when I first insert them but I didn’t have that with this, it was obviously lower than my body temperature but not necessarily so.

twist dildo   twist dildo

 

Overall

This is a great dildo. I loved the hard feel, and the shape. It is also a very beautiful piece of art. Something you could have out, and it wouldn’t be immediately obvious what it is.

 

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*I was given the Twist Dildo by Ceramic Pleasure in exchange for a honest and unbiased review.

Online Dating

Personal Article

It’s been a while since I wrote this type of personal article. Online dating began in the 90’s, but it has blossomed in the last ten years with a variety of sites becoming available. I’ve tried it……on multiple occasions. Every so often I re-activate my accounts on dating sites, and see how things go. This has given me a store of tales in my library, so when I got chatting to Jay, who in 1999 founded SwingTowns, the Leading Open, Poly, Kink and Swingers Dating Social Network. I thought it was the perfect time to tell some of those stories I have been saving.

online dating

Online Dating

Usually when I chat to someone from a dating site I have to explain the whole non-monogamous, bisexual thing. It often surprises me how often people actually ask me what I mean. For me they are mainstream terms, and reasonably self-explanatory so it confuses me when people ask me to explain them. The conversation generally goes downhill from there. I used to have it on my profile but it caused more issues than it solved. It was much easier to chat to someone, and once I was comfortable enough to arrange a meet up mention it. The reactions vary quite a bit from the guys who immediately ask if that means we can have a threesome, the women who ask if I’m just experimenting with lesbian sex, and the horrifying ones who tell me I’m going to hell before they block me.

I have had a few good responses; one guy who was relieved because he was the same, and he was happy he didn’t have to explain it. We went out for a few months but we realised it wasn’t going to work out, despite some similarities we ultimately wanted different things, and the chemistry just wasn’t there in the bedroom. We lost touch after that. There was a girl who was happy for me to date men while seeing her but would rather I didn’t see any other women. That was okay with me too but she ended up not being able to deal with it in the end…which I totally get, non-monogamy isn’t for everyone. There was a stream of people I kind of felt were just dating me so they could tick me off some sort of bucket list, they were all an interesting experience.

I can’t remember at what point I got fed up of trying to explain it to people, and decided to just not mention it until I’d been on at least one date with someone. See if we clicked in person, and had chemistry before I told them. It’s funny how much it changed my online dating experience. I had a really great first date with a guy, we’d really clicked online and got on really well. He was older than me but only by five years, and he was just kind of adorable in the things he would say. I’d had a few bad experiences so I decided I wasn’t going to sleep with him on the first date. I was hoping if I took sex off the table things might go better.

We planned a fab day time date, something that appealed to the geek in both of us. We met at the cinema and went to see a new comic book film. We had really great chemistry, and when he took my hand in the cinema it felt totally natural. After the cinema, we headed off to a pub for a late lunch. Four hours later we were still chatting, laughing, and kissing in the hidden booth at the back of the pub. We ended up going to another couple of pubs, I’d switched to soda at some point because I didn’t want to get drunk. I was having too much fun. We’d been out all day together. It was about 9pm, we were walking between pubs, and he was talking about checking his train times so he could get home. I casually asked if his return ticket was open, when he said yes, I told him he could come home with me if he wanted. He actually stumbled as my words hit him. I have to admit that made me smile a lot.

We had one last drink, and then headed back to mine. My housemates were in the living room when we got in so I felt I had to do a quick intro before heading up to my room. I put on a film, and we snuggled up on my bed to watch it. We continued the touching, stroking and kissing that had been started in the pub but because we had privacy we were able to start taking off layers, and getting naked. Afterwards we cuddled up and he fell asleep stroking my hair. The next morning, we had some more fun together and then we got to chatting. As I talked about various things, little bits of doubt started creeping in. He was a monogamous guy, which is totally cool but seemed to think I would become monogamous when I met the right guy. There were a few other little things that gave me pause, and I ended up deciding not to see him again. He was a really nice guy; very sweet, caring, considerate, and the sex was really good. We just weren’t right for each other.

When you’re online dating it’s quite hard to be bisexual, non-monogamous and kinky using ‘regular’ (or vanilla) dating apps. Even more so when you houseshare, and feel awkward bringing people home on the first date. Which is why websites like SwingTowns are such a great idea, they take a lot of the worry out of online dating for people like me, people who society seems to consider the weird people of the dating world.

 

You can read more of my dating tales here.

 

 

**Disclaimer – This article was written in conjunction with SwingTowns, The Leading Open, Poly, Kink and Swingers Dating Social Network.