Twist Dildo from Ceramic Pleasure

Ceramic Dildo

Today I am reviewing The Twist Dildo from Ceramic Pleasure.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

 

 

BioSure HIV Self Test Kit

Product Review

BioSure HIV is the UK’s first home HIV self test kit and is now available from Freedoms Shop. Freedoms Shop is an NHS sexual health promotion initiative run by Central and North West London Foundation Trust (CNWL).

Because they buy in such large quantities they are able to offer huge discounts on purchases such as condoms and lube, especially if you buy in bulk.They work with some of the biggest brands to give you quality choices at really good prices.

Freedoms Shop work closely with Do It London, a safer sex initiative aimed at increasing the rate of HIV testing and improving the sex life of the capital. In 2015, they started stocking a selection of home sampling and home testing kits for STIs. These kits have been developed to simplify the process of helping at-risk individuals establish whether they have contracted a range of sexually transmitted infections.

The sampling kits can help identify HIV, gonorrhoea, chlamydia, syphilis and hepatitis B and C – users simply have to provide a sample using the kit provided by Freedoms Shop and post them to the address supplied. The results can be given via text or phone.

The testing kits are even easier; the BioSure HIV Self Test will immediately identify your HIV status with no need to send off any samples or forms.

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BioSure HIV Self Test Kit

If you’ve been reading for a while you will know how much of a supporter I am of all aspects of safe sex. I’m not saying I never have sex without condoms (because I do) but I make sure I am safe. I also get tested regularly but I am lucky enough to have a clinic close to my home, that is never too busy.

For many people that’s just not possible, either they don’t have a clinic, it’s too busy to get an appointment, or it’s just not convenient. Test kits like this are a brilliant idea for those people. You can get results in the privacy of your own home in just 15 minutes.

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Inside the box you get:

 – BioSURE Self Test foil pouch containing:biosure HIV

  • 1 x BioSURE HIV Self Test device
  • 1 x Single Use Safety Lancet
  • 1 x Plaster

– 1 x How To Test Guide

– 1 x Your Result Guide

– 1 x Next Steps Guide

– 1 x Product Insert

– 1 x Opaque Disposal Envelope

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It’s very easy to do the test, you get a little pinprick clicker (safety lancet). You press it against your finger and it breaks the skin. I have to admit building up the nerve to actually press the clicker took me a lot longer than I am really willing to admit to. However, once I’d found my courage it was a simple job. All you do is squeeze a few drops and hold the tip of the test device to your finger, filling the tip with blood. Then you press this into the buffer pot. You need to do this on a level surface and make sure you press firmly. The tip of the test device needs to go right to the bottom of the buffer pot. Then you wait.

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I was amazed by how much my finger bled, so if you have issues with blood this may not be one for you to do. I took the photo above, put the camera down and when I looked back down blood was dripping down my hand. I went and washed it off and put the plaster on, and it was fine though.

The results are easy to see, and very clear, so there is no need to worry that you need to be scientific to be able to read them.

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This is a great product. Really easy to use, and definitely something I would buy in the future if the need arose.

 

*The Biosure HIV Self Test Kit was provided by Freedoms Shop in exchange for an honest and unbiased review. This review does NOT contain affiliate links.

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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Mutual Masturbation

Masturbation Monday #35

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Mutual Masturbation. This is my first Masturbation Monday entry in quite a while, and when I saw the picture I knew I had to write something. I love the prompt theme of Mutual Masturbation, and this was fun to write. The inspiration was:

mutual masturbationIt’s always fun to masturbate together. Don’t you think so?

Bloggers and authors – share your hottest scenes and posts. Feel free to use this week’s picture as a prompt but don’t feel obligated. Write what turns you on! **Please make sure to include the Masturbation Monday banner or badge and link back to this page on your blog post!**

Readers – check out the different posts to find something that makes you want to get off.

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Mutual Masturbation

I came in quietly, dropping my things on the floor by the door as I turned the lock. Going to the fridge I grabbed a bottle of water, before heading into the living room. The door was ajar and I stopped in the gap. Jack was fast asleep in just his running shorts, his t-shirt was thrown over the back of the sofa. He’d worked hard to lose the extra weight he was carrying after his Dad had a heart attack, and he looked great. I loved him either way but he seemed happier now, and our sex life had certainly had a boost.
It was like he was always ready to go. All I had to do was look at him a certain way, and he was up for it. It had led to some interesting incidents; like that hotel balcony in Paris, the beach on a tiny Greek Island we’d arrived on by boat, or the coat room at a house party. It had woken up a part of him that I hadn’t seen before and I was enjoying it.
I edged into the room, being careful not to wake him. I was about to sit in the chair facing him when I had an idea. Reaching under my skirt I slipped my panties off, dropping them to the floor before sitting down. I was planning to read but as I settled into the chair Jack shifted in his sleep. I watched the way his body moved and my mind drifted, remembering this morning when he’d joined me in the shower. We’d taken turns washing each other, running soapy hands over each other’s bodies, tracing ever lump, bump, curve, and dip.
As I thought about his touch I found my own hand drifting towards my cunt. I bunched my skirt up to give me better access, and leaned the chair back so the foot rest lifted my legs. I run my hand over my cunt, tracing my lips with a finger, letting it slide between them, and feeling the wet slickness spreading. I press my thumb against my clit, wiggling it without removing the pressure. Very quickly my breath quickens, and I push up against my hand. As I come I grit my teeth holding in my moans. I relax into the seat, moving my hand further down so I can slide a finger into myself, thrusting in and out as my cunt tightens and throbs around it.
A noise startles me, and I open my eyes. Jack is standing by the sofa watching me, his shorts are pushed down his hips, and he is holding his cock. “Do you know how sexy you are?” He grins at me, “Look what you’ve done.” He punctuates his words with firm tugs on his erection. Noticing my hand is still hovering above my stomach he nods at it, “Don’t let me stop your fun.”
I look up at him, and smile. Keeping my eyes fixed on his I drop my hand back down, and purposefully slide two fingers into myself. He bites his lip, and I shift my gaze, watching his hand stroking up and down his shaft, I match my pace to his, thrusting my fingers in and out. I curl my fingers inside me rocking them against my g-spot, and I feel the waves of my orgasm building. We’re both gasping, and I come again, my legs twitching, as my toes curl in. I look up at him, his eyes are now closed, and his hand movements are getting erratic. I unfasten my shirt, pulling down my bra as I kneel at his feet, “Jack, babe, come for me.” He opens his eyes, knowing what I want, and he squeezes his cock harder. Angling it as he comes so I catch every drop across my bared breasts.
He flops back onto the sofa, a grin on his face. Watching me closely as I move my bra back into place, and fasten my shirt. I smile back, “My parents will be here soon, do you want to change?”

 

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