Mouthing off… To get him off!

One  bedroom skill I’m quite proud of is giving fellatio, or in other ‘tongues,’ sucking  him off, giving a blow job, giving head, licking the lollipop, or whatever euphemism you give it!

I enjoy performing the act as well, because it gives me a sense of power and control. Looking up at him through lowered lashes, as I lavish his love-stick with my mouth and tongue. Sucking and licking, whilst my hands rub and stroke his lower shaft and balls, I savour the effort of earning his creamy ejaculate; my prize as well as his. The maintenance of eye-contact is important also, to reinforce the intimacy of this act.

It’s even better when there’s a flavoured lubricant involved; my preference is mint flavour, but I do like chocolate orange, cherry and passion fruit too. Though I’m not proficient at deep-throating a la Linda Lovelace, I do aim to take as much cock length down my throat as possible. So far I’ve not had any complaints.

Doing it ‘by the book’

I like to experiment and try new techniques. Hence I purchased the Oral Sex pocket book from Lovehoney (£5.99, and currently in the 3 for £10 offer) to expand my oral repertoire. The book, whilst not being small enough to fit into any of my pockets, is certainly good to go into any average-sized handbag. The front cover is a tonal photograph of a lady’s torso and upper thigh area, from a profile angle. It is tastefully presented, and yes it does suggest a woman giving oral pleasure to a male. But it could also suggest a woman pleasing another female through cunnilingus. It has an air of mystery about it.


Inside the front cover, the contents divide the book into two halves. Firstly, oral techniques designed to be performed on a penis. The second half is devoted to the fairer of the two genders, and her pleasure through ‘pussy licking’. Each ‘technique’ is accompanied by either a tastefully depicted cartoon style illustration, or an appropriately composed photograph (with obligatory sexy models). A double page is thus presented for each ‘oral move,’ with one page dedicated to the image, and the other page leant to the description. The written ‘instructions’ are subdivided into ‘The Basics’ and then expanded on in a full ‘Blow by Blow’ or ‘Lick by Lick’ account according to the gender they are practised on.


Lessons in licking

Each of the oral ‘manoeuvres’ is perfectly feasible. No acrobatics or props are required, apart from the odd silk scarf or bottle of champagne. In the absence of such luxury, I’m sure a decent sparkling wine would suffice without any detriment! Sample techniques to blow his mind, include

  • the Windshield Wiper (whereby the tongue is swept back and forth across the frenulum).
  • Tongue ‘n Groove.
  • The Slip ‘n Swivel.

For her, the oral repertoire contains

  • Inner Peace (whereby two fingers form a ‘peace sign’ inside the front wall of her vagina, to stimulate her G spot, whilst the tongue licks her clitoris).
  • Open Sesame.
  • Under the Hood.


This book contains a good variety of performances to enact on your partner. They’re all presented in an easy to read and interpret format. If you’re looking for some oral inspiration to wow your lover, get your copy today at Lovehoney!  In practice, I’ve only tried out a few of the moves thus far. I like surprising my partner, so I intend to keep on increasing my skill set, to give him pleasure that hopefully he’ll want to reciprocate!


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It’s a New Day, it’s a New Dawn and it’s time to feel good!

Un-deck the halls, de-tinsel the tree, and scoff the last of the turkey (or meat-free alternative) leftovers, as well as finishing the choccy selection box… Then what? It’s all over and we’re back to the reality of another year over, and what have we done?

Its good to take some time between the Christmas excesses and New Year extravagance to reflect on how the past year has shaped us, and how we have stood up to overcome the odds and face our demons. For myself personally, the year did not throw anything particularly untoward at me. Though I have stood by my OH while he’s waited to find out what the future at his company would hold for him. Thankfully, he kept his role, though many of his colleagues sadly lost their jobs. But when one chapter ends, a new one begins and throughout life we experience changes for the good and not- so-good, it’s how we deal with it that defines us.

I felt that despite the uncertainty behind his occupational status, for Mr Bunny and I, nothing much had changed this year. And in some ways I feel blessed but in other ways I feel disappointed. It seems like we have not really grown with the past year, but maybe just spread some more roots down, holding onto what we’ve always known without really reaching out for unknown territory. This kind of living is ok for a while, but eventually I get restless and need to roam to unchartered lands.

What I hope for in 2017 is that we can broaden our horizons and try new experiences. I’m not quite sure yet what they will entail. Perhaps some overseas travel, learning a language or a new skill. One area I would certainly like to broaden my horizons is in the bedroom…I would love to try pegging, and more role play. A fetish club is also on my would-love-to-try-at-least-once list. I don’t know quite what the year will hold for me in this domain, but I plan to ‘grab the bull by the horns’ so to speak and enjoy myself while I can!

A peek in Bunny’s closet…Corsetry

I love corsets as they are so feminine and come in range of styles and designs. Smoochy provide some really affordable attractive corsets, so I bought a couple from there, including the…

BSLingerie Black and White Gothic Lolita


I bought this corset when it was on sale, and got the size 14-16. My bust size is 38C/D, and waist is 33″. The corset has a zip at the back which is placed to the side, so the lacing remains centrally placed on the back.

The stitching and materials seemed to be good quality and the design is very attractive, with a very flattering effect from the panelling. It fits nicely, to accentuate an hourglass figure, and looks very feminine.

The bows provide a nice finish without being too gaudy, and the corset is nice enough to wear as a top in its own right, or would look very classy worn under a smart jacket, with a skirt.


As basques and corsets are quite similar, I thought I’d include a couple from Lovehoney

Lovehoney’s Adore Me Basque set

I was lucky enough to be selected by Lovehoney to test this beautiful basque set in red. I received a Large, and I am a size 14-16, with 38C bust. The basque was delivered promptly in the discreet brown box. It was in a simple plastic cellophane bag.
On first impressions, the set certainly has the wow factor. The red and black colour is striking, and the black lacy edging looks sophisticated and elegant. Trying the basque on was a bit fiddly given the number of hook and eye fastenings on the rear, but it seemed to fit well, despite my extra flesh around my midriff. I found the basque comfortable enough initially, but as the day wore on, I did notice that the boning in the back started to dig in, and bow out. Whether that is to do with the sizing being incorrect, or my posture/shape, I’m not too sure. But it is something that I experienced so thought it was necessary to mention. Also, I found by the end of the day, the under-wires were starting to feel slightly uncomfortable as well.
The G-string that accompanies the basque is quite skimpy, but does complement it nicely, and is a bit more attractive than the usual accompanying G-strings in sets such as this. There is lace on the string part, which is nicer than just a plain strap. I am pleased on the whole with the appearance, the quality of the detailing and the fit of this set. It really is stunning.


Lovehoney’s Enchant Me Eyelash Lace Balcony Cup Basque set


I wanted something in black, and I like wearing basques to flatter my curves. This was ideal, especially since it has a zip front fastening! The blue contrasting trim and eyelash detail make it appear very luxurious, and the panelling created by the boning make it slimming.
The demi-cups of the bust show off my cleavage nicely. The matching G-string is also flattering, rather than being unforgivably skimpy as some G-strings in basque sets can be. I got the set in a large, and it fits my size 14 top-half and size 14-16 bottom-half well. Teamed with some lacy topped stockings, the result is utterly seductive!


Godemiche Adam 6 inch silicone dildo

I bought the Adam 6 inch silicone dildo from Godemiche, in their What The Flop sale. This way, toys that didn’t quite meet the high standards set by Godemiche are sold at a heavily discounted price. All that seemed to be missing from my Adam was the trademark stamp in the base. Otherwise the dildo appeared fine. Mine is a nice bright red with a black base. Funnily, it would not look out of place on the Star Wars villain Darth Maul!

Check out the corona on Adam!

The Adam dildo is pretty darned girthy, and has a very pronounced coronal ridge. Both interesting features I was eager to acquaint with my hungry pussy. To help me get in the mood, I used my trusty wand on my clitoris, before plunging the Adam into my depths, akin to a light-saber cutting though the air. That coronal ridge was definitely noticeable, sliding against my inner walls. At first, it was a slightly unwelcome intrusion, as I was not as well warmed up as I had thought. The second time was more pleasing I am glad to say, and I found the girth extremely fulfilling. The ripples I felt from the prominent ridge were very satisfying as I hurtled my way to orgasmic frontiers. Thrusting the Adam as deep as it could go lead me to the point of no-return, and I shuddered my way through waves of climactic release.

I’m happy with my Adam, and I’m sure he’ll keep me delighted with his girth and bulbous head.

Godemiche Adam.jpg

Evening Encounters of the Erotic kind

This short story depicts an evening’s ‘encounters of an erotic kind.’

Masquerade mask


Grand entrance

You are going to a party. Your friend invited you. You have to dress smart; in a suit and with a tie. And wear a mask. The taxi picks you and your friend up. The driver takes you to your destination without any words being exchanged. You both exit the taxi. You stand at the apex of an arched gravel drive, with steps leading into a stately home. Lights are on in the front porch and a doorman greets you, opening the door. As soon as you enter, your friend disappears. You walk into a grand room, there are cages in three of the corners, two contain beautiful women, painted as wild big cats; a tigress and a cheetah. The third contains a black male, with a single horn on his forehead. He is a muscly stocky man, on all fours. A rhino, flaring his nostrils.

In the centre of the room, beams suspend from the ceiling. The beams have metal rings in them, tethered to which are two slave women in leather harnesses. They are being flogged, with jewelled plugs in their bottoms. The women scream as they are flogged, but they sound like screams of euphoria.

Off to one side, a Domme has a male sub at her feet, he is worshipping her toes, and kissing each one as he strokes her arched instep. A female sub is licking the Domme’s pussy as the Domme fingers the sub’s tight hole. The Domme lets the female pleasure her for a time, before she pushes her away and straddles the male sub. She grasps his balls and holds them firmly, as she impales herself on his stiff thick shaft. She beckons to another male, who lies under her with his head under her crotch. His tongue extends to lick her engorged labia, and suckle her clitoris as she grinds her way to a rapturous climax atop the male slave. The Domme wails with her orgasm, and the shackled slaves simultaneously scream in ecstasy as they receive flogs to their wet pussies.

Passionate play

In another area of the room, a large inflatable mattress lies on the floor, occupied by couples writhing on each other, covered in gelatinous seaweed gel. Breasts glide over buttocks, and hard cocks slide between thighs and into wet pussies. Moans of pleasure ripple among the writhing bodies, all beautiful and lithe.

I am lying on the mattress, between two men. One man is pumping his hips as he moves his length in and out of my pussy from behind. The other man in front is massaging my breasts. I rub my clitoris, and cum, then the men swap places. I take the fresh cock in my cum-soaked pussy, sucking it in hungrily. We undulate together, a dance of lovers embracing and fighting for control, all the while losing our minds and composure in our intoxicating lust. The sweat beads on our brows as we groan our pleasure. We cum together, tortuous yet sublime, as we look into each other’s eyes and passionately kiss.

Girls just want to have fun

Once our tryst is over, an attractive woman approaches me. She whispers something in my ear. I giggle, and wrap my arms around her before kissing her, then sliding myself up and down her front. We kiss and rub our pussies against the others thigh, before I flip round and put my head in her lap. She sighs as I gently trace my tongue around her labia, making a slow circle around her pussy lips. I flick my tongue up her slit and across her engorged clitoris. She groans in pleasure, arching her back and I clamp my lips around the little bud and suckle it more firmly, alternating with broad lapping strokes along her lips. My middle finger from my right hand pushes into her pussy hole, and I curve it upward in her slick tunnel.

Her pussy walls grip my finger and I enter another to join it. Together my fingers and tongue beckon her to lose herself in her pleasure, teasing the rough textured bump on her inner front wall. As her breathing shallows and accelerates, I quicken my pace, massaging that sweet spot inside her. She starts to tense and bear down, almost becoming rigid before her back arches again and she spasms in waves of climactic release before me. My work done, I leave the slippery mattress and walk over to the caged Rhino. He locks eyes with me and grunts. His nostrils flare as he smells the sex emanating from me. “My dear pet, would you like to play?” A nod from him seals his fate and I unlock the cage door…

Toy play or not toy play?…

I asked my Twitter followers to give me some feedback on how using toys has affected their sex life, for either solo play or for use with partners. Do people like toy play or not toy play? A male commented that he likes to integrate them into his sex life, and that he likes the feeling of being in control when he uses toys on a female partner. The use of anal plugs reportedly gives him the best orgasm ever, making his whole body shake.

Toys have been helpful to some people following either a period of trauma, or just not being in touch with their own anatomy and erogenous zones. One female revealed that she was sexually abused as a child by her brother’s friend, and her partner had known about this past trauma and always been supportive. In later years however, this woman suffered what she referred to as a ‘sexual breakdown’ and could not bear to be intimate with her partner, though he never judged her or got frustrated with her. It seems, by the time this woman got to the point where she was ready to face being in a sexual relationship with her partner he no longer felt the same, and so she turned to Lovehoney to find toys that would fulfil her needs and help her discover herself. She enjoys using her toys, though she feels frustrated at not knowing how to make herself achieve orgasm without using  toys, but was thrilled to discover that she could achieve ‘blended’ orgasms whilst using the Happy Rabbit 2 USB Rechargeable Rabbit Vibrator.

Its not the Happy Rabbit; its Lovehoney’s Desire Luxury Rechargeable Rabbit, but it makes me very happy!

Another woman went through a 20 year marriage, without ever experiencing an orgasm with her husband during sex. She says that for her , sex  was a chore, and instead of helping her find ways to experiment, her husband placed the blame on her saying that she must be ‘frigid’ not to be able to orgasm from sexual intercourse. On top of this insult, the woman had also been sexually abused when young, so already had a negative relationship with sex. Since she’s separated, she has experienced an ‘amazing night’ with a younger lover and now uses toys on a daily basis, as they help her feel hornier and sexier. From starting with a bullet vibrator for clitoral stimulation, she has since tried g-spot vibrators, and has experienced vaginal orgasms; something she never would have dreamt of in the past.

In terms of couples using toys, there are a few viewpoints; one male feels like toys can put too much pressure on him to ‘perform’ and he feels guilty for being unable to satisfy his partner. Another couple, meanwhile, love using their toys either alone or together, and also for teasing each other. Toys can also be used to reignite a relationship that has lost its spark. This will only work though if both partners are willing to experiment with the toys. In my experience, sadly this has not been the case, and I have tried introducing some toys to ‘luke-warm’ at best, ‘stone-cold’ at worse, responses. I have felt frustrated by this, as I feel that our love life has got somewhat formulaic over the years. But I know that my other-half being how he is, somewhat set in his ways, will not change his outlook. My toys will remain mine for solo pleasure, and I do not feel one bit guilty for that. I choose toy play rather than not toy play!


Born too soon, but still perfect


March 31st was a normal day in the last trimester of what had been a fairly easy pregnancy for a first-time mum. At 31 weeks and 4 days, bump was showing signs of being healthy and strong, and the antenatal appointment I had that afternoon reinforced the maternal bond that was being forged between my little girl and I. Her heartbeat echoed out to me from the Doppler scanner, and she was moving and alerting me to her presence in her snug ‘cocoon’ every so often.

Unexpected events

The evening was a bit more eventful than I had expected however, in what could only be described as a storyline from a soap opera. Shortly after exiting the house, on our way out to collect some stair gates from the retail park, I came to the stark realisation that

1. the condition ‘baby-brain’ really does exist, and

2. the ‘bargain’ stair gates (two for £30) were not so inexpensive after all…I had made the faux pas of leaving the key on the inside of the front door and shutting it behind me…

As we were locked out, I told my other half that we may as well go out as planned whilst waiting for a locksmith. I ended up calling two, as the first one would not be available that evening! Fast forward an hour and a half; stair gates procured, we are driving home. All of a sudden I feel a warm, wet sensation as fluid is expelled from my lower half, “what the..?!” I think to myself before calmly telling my husband that I am leaking, and I really don’t think it’s pee!

The dam bursts

I didn’t see his face, but I imagine the colour drained from it pretty quickly, as we continued our journey, my coat soaking the liquid away. On arriving home, we were thankfully let into the front door, though I remained in the car whilst the locksmith worked his magic. If only my husband had told him my waters had broke, we might have had a discount!

I made a call to my midwife, who advised me to go to my maternity ward straight away. We quickly gathered items for an overnight bag, or at least my husband did whilst I remained in the bathroom and got changed out of my soaking trousers.

At the maternity unit, I was checked by a doctor, then given a steroid injection and antibiotics in case baby girl arrived early. The fluid leaking from me was indeed amniotic, and I was told I’d have to stay on the ward overnight. After being transferred there my husband went home. As he was leaving I told him, ‘Don’t fall asleep!’ Famous last words, to a chronic ‘sofa-snoozer.’

A restless night

On the ward, I tried to get as comfortable as possible. About an hour later I was calling the midwife to tell her I suspected I was having contractions. She offered me Paracetamol, the labour-pain equivalent of a plaster for a gushing wound, before being told to rest and let her know if the pain got any worse. I had texted my husband and told him that I was having contractions, reiterating my three words from earlier.

As the half-hour passed by and the cramping pain got more intense, like the worst period pains ever, I started to think, “this might be it?!”  After rushing to the loo to pass a movement (sorry if TMI), I knew I was definitely approaching the point of no-return. I was then checked again by another doctor, who confirmed that I was fully dilated…”But my husband isn’t here!” I whined, whilst writhing on the bed. I dialed his number on my mobile, and asked the midwife to talk to my husband, as by this point I had other things on my mind, and the pain was worse. She told him to get there as soon as he could, because his baby was on its way!

It all becomes surreal, but very real!

The journey down the hospital corridor felt like an out-of body experience, it was surreal, and I inwardly cried out, this shouldn’t be happening now!” It was though, and I had to accept it, and get in the zone. A midwife and scrubs nurse were my support during the first initial pushes, along with the inhaled Entonox, which made me feel woozy.

I remember feeling very hot, and wanting the windows open. My husband arrived, and it seemed like in no time at all I was delivering our daughter; a mini-baby but perfectly formed, into the world. There was no time to dote on her, she needed serious care quickly. That was a particularly difficult feeling, one of not being able to greet my new baby and instigate that close connection. The room was a hive of activity with several neonatal registrars and doctors attending to my little girl.

Meanwhile I delivered the placenta, which looked huge, by comparison to my tiny daughter. The shock of the early morning events made me physically sick. My girl had been whisked away to Neonatal intensive care. I was able to shower and freshen up, followed by a breakfast of tea and toast. During this time, my husband and I waited in tense anticipation of meeting our baby. I was shown how to express my colostrum into a tiny syringe. My daughter wouldn’t be able to have it just yet, but it was frozen for when she would be able to take it.

After about two and a half hours we were taken in to see her, weighing in at a mere 3lb 13oz. She was swathed in tubes and wires with just a nappy on her tiny body. She’d been very swollen at birth due to hydrops. She was receiving a blood transfusion to replace blood lost in feto-maternal haemorrhaging, and was receiving nutrients intravenously. We stayed with her the whole day, before I was discharged later that afternoon. It was very strange going home without a bump, and also no new baby.


Expression of love and patience

In those first few days, we were able to hold our daughter and get involved with her care. I expressed milk as often as I could, for it to be stored for her. The supply gradually increased and I felt that in some small way I was helping my daughter. It was hard to feel very ‘connected’ to her at that point. I visited her every day; as the weeks passed by she increased in weight, and was taking in her milk. We fed her through the nasogastric tube, and I’d bought an electric pump to express milk at home. I felt frustrated though as I’d see the other mum’s milk in the fridge. By comparison, my 20-30ml per breast looked like a pitiful amount.

As we got closer to her coming home, we attempted breastfeeding. It was a fruitless exercise that left my little girl feeling tired and unfulfilled. Meanwhile, I felt like I was failing at my maternal role of providing sustenance. I pumped as often as I could. The hospital allowed me to borrow a machine to double-pump. This saved time rather than single-pumping using my purchased pump. I felt like my life was a circle of hospital visits, milk pumping, eating and sleeping. I made a cot-side companion in a fellow mum who’s daughter was similarly premature. However, the experience of new motherhood was still fairly isolating for me.

I felt somewhat pressured to pump milk. By my husband, the nursing staff, and myself to a degree. “This is your job!” my inner voice would say. At least coming home allowed me the chance to adjust to my new role as mother, and my daughter got stronger. Today, she is a happy and healthy 20-month old. She’s late to walking, though she is very ‘chatty,’ and her development has been very good. I know she may not necessarily be the most patient child / person as she grows up. But I’m assured that she’ll have resilience!

***Update, 28th March 2017***

My daughter’s 2nd birthday is fast approaching, and she is happy as ever. Her favourite past-times are:

  • going on family walks with our dog.
  • playing with her building blocks, making towers as high as possible.
  • ‘drawing’ with crayons.

Her confidence with walking has grown and she is teetering around, much to our delight. She eats lots of fruit, vegetables and tries new foods readily. Most definitely a ‘talker’ she continues to surprise us with new words she has learnt, as well as her cute ‘baby babble!’

I’m humbled by how down-to-earth she is, though she does have the odd ‘paddy.’ She’s growing up fast, and I hope I make the most of her formative years. I aspire to make them as enriching for her as I can.


For more information on premature births, please visit Bliss’s website.







***Update 17th May 2017 – New pictures will be added as soon as I am able to get decent images. Please check again in the following weeks.
Tracey Cox Supersex USB Rechargeable Rabbit

This sleek black silicone rabbit was procured in a 3 for £75 deal. It’s my third rabbit. My other two are far more girly looking. One is the Lovehoney Dream Silicone G-spot Rabbit (see below) in purple. The other is the Ann Summers Rampant Rabbit in neon pink (also below). Both of those are battery powered, whereas the Tracey Cox rabbit is USB rechargeable.

The Tracey Cox rabbit looks very stylish, and the contouring of the shaft and ears make it look like it should hit all of my sweet spots. The ears are gentle on the clitoris and flutter to stimulate that nerve-laden nub very well. However, the shaft is a little short for my liking and so does not reach my G-spot effectively. Placement of the buttons frustrates me. I often accidentally switch the rabbit off mid-use, usually when things are getting more interesting, and for obvious reasons this is off-putting.

The vibration patterns do not work for me. I need continuous vibrations from both shaft and the ears, so only the first two settings give me that. I like that the rabbit is USB rechargeable, and it is easily plugged in to my laptop and ‘juiced up.’

This is perhaps my favourite rabbit in terms of appearance, and it’s taken a while for me to appreciate its orgasmic capability. It does take me a bit longer to climax with the Tracey Cox, but the wait is usually worth it. Get yours from Lovehoney for £49.99!


Lovehoney Dream Silicone G-Spot Rabbit

Lovehoney’s Dream Silicone rabbit is a very good contender for my other battery-powered rabbit (see below). Not necessarily better, but different. I like the colour and seeing the beads through the shaft. It’s nice that it can rotate in both directions. The ears have a good range of pulsing sensations, though most frequently I resort to the continuous pulse on a lower setting, as my clitoris can get too sensitive.

I enjoyed riding this rabbit, and feeling when it hit my G-spot. It bought me to orgasm pretty swiftly.

Available from Lovehoney for £34.99.


 Ann Summers Rampant Rabbit (the Neon one)

This was my first rabbit, and I still have a special place in my bunny heart for it. It takes 3 AA batteries, which are easy to insert. The settings are varied, going from continuous vibrations to patterns. The shaft and ears are controlled by separate buttons, which is a handy feature. This rabbit is bright and packs some power despite being battery-operated. I enjoy using this rabbit, though the silicone is not as soft and flexible as either the Tracey Cox rabbit (above) or the Lovehoney Desire Luxury USB rechargeable rabbit. Buy your Neon Rampant Rabbit from Ann Summers for £42.

Fun Factory Amorino USB Rechargeable Rabbit 

The Fun Factory Amorino Rabbit is certainly funky in its appearance! It came in the sleek gold Fun Factory box, with outer sleeve showing the rabbit in all its Technicolor splendour. The charging is unique, in that it has magnetic contacts. It plugs into the USB port of a laptop.

The vibrator is quiet enough when on, even at the higher settings, and there is a key lock system to prevent it being accidentally switched on in transit. In use though, it just didn’t quiet reach the spots I needed it to. The shaft is a bit too short, and the clitoral stimulator also a bit short and stubby. I didn’t really feel that the band gave any benefit either. It seemed a bit gimmicky to me.

In essence it’s a very striking looking toy, but I think it’s been over-engineered and has lost the key design features it needs; a long enough shaft and ears. Considering the price, there is no storage pouch either. The toy is easy to clean; the band slips off easily, the silicone is nice and smooth, and doesn’t harbour any unpleasant smells.

Although the Amorino didn’t deliver me the thrills it promised, it would be suitable for those who like different pattern settings and are looking for a shorter rabbit- after all we are all built differently.

The Amorino is currently available from Orgasmic for only £35.00, and is available in Petrol Blue or Pink.

Betty’s Toy Box sell the Amorino for $99.99 in either blue or pink.

Betty's Toy Box

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Threeplay and Roleplay

A common fantasy for many couples is to invite a third person to play with them. But for a lot of couples the idea remains just that. There are several reasons why the fantasy may go unfulfilled. There may be trouble with identifying a suitable third party, whether they are male or female. It might be the case that the couple are concerned about damage to their relationship. Jealousy, feelings of inadequacy or guilt are possible outcomes of involving a third person in the bedroom. Then there are the details to think about; where should the play be instigated? In the couples’ home, in a hotel or in a ‘club’ environment? What will the third person be able to do with each partner of the couple, and how can play revolve around each person ‘equally’ so that no one feels overlooked?

Toys Toys Toys

One way of circumventing all these issues, is to use a toy instead of including a third person. A suction-cup dildo or strap-on harness secured to a piece of furniture can become the extra ‘male’ for a MMF scenario; this way the female in the couple gets to experience two orifices being filled at once. She can either have the dildo in her vagina, and thrust on it whilst performing oral sex on her partner, or she could experience double penetration, taking her partner’s penis in either her vagina or anus, whilst the toy is used in the other opening.

When it is time to ‘return the favour,’ and play out the FFM scenario, the male in the couple could either use a masturbator to stimulate his penis, whilst giving oral sex to his partner, or he could take a dildo in his anus during penetrative sex with his lover. Another variation is to have his partner ‘peg’ him (perform anal sex on him with a strap-on dildo or a strapless one such as a Realdoe or Feeldoe), whilst using a an oral sex simulator at the same time. Thus it seems a threesome could be easily turned into a reality, by using toys in the bedroom.

Role play fantasies

For other adventurous play, costumes can be worn and props can be included to create a ‘scene.’ For example, some common role-plays are:

  • teacher / student
  • nurse / patient
  • boss / employee
  • housewife / workman
  • two strangers in a bar.

Costumes can either be purchased ready-to-wear, or improvised with your own clothes. In most of the scenarios mentioned above, there is ‘Dominant and submissive’ interplay. One role-play I tried with Mr Bunny previously was that of the ‘sexy cop‘ and defendant. I purchased the Music Legs cop costume (now discontinued), which consists of dress and belt, hat, truncheon, cuffs and cop’s badge.

Sexy Cop.jpg

The dress is good, though it definitely requires the belt to cinch in the waist. The hat was pleasing too, and made a handy makeshift ‘blindfold.’ The accessories were very cheap though; the baton felt like it would crush very easily, and the handcuffs were plastic and very flimsy. I did not bother with them, instead using the Lovehoney Tease Me set I already owned.

I got dressed up, complete with fishnet stockings and suspender belt, and wore my suede boots too. Mr Bunny grinned when he saw me. Though I soon wiped the cheekiness from his face as I made my ‘arrest,’ then interrogated him thoroughly. We then went on to enjoy some of the hottest sex we’d had in ages. He certainly was stimulated by his ‘arrest,’ while I enjoyed playing the bad cop!

Fun without costumes

It is not necessary to wear a costume, to partake in some Dominant / submissive interplay. Moreover, if you don’t feel comfortable playing a character, props such as ties and blindfolds can be an effective way for a Dominant to take control, while the submissive yields to their Master or Mistress.

By fulfilling our fantasies and enjoying a varied sex life, we enrich our relationships and improve intimacy. Besides, if something doesn’t work out quite how we envisaged, there are opportunities for laughing about it together, which also strengthens the bond between couples.


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What’s in a name? The importance of branding.

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet.”

Romeo & Juliet II, ii, 1-2.


The importance of branding

Since I started my blog and was asked to come up with ideas for a domain name, I have been pondering this issue. Moreover, how does a brand become and remain successful at selling Adult toys and lingerie? In addition, how well do they engage with their target market / audience?

Exhibit 1, case in point, is the brand Lovehoney. It’s one I go to time and again since my sexual reawakening. I say reawakening, as I believe I was a sexual person prior to discovering Lovehoney and being on the contraceptive pill. These desires just got put to sleep by artificial hormones and a somewhat unexciting sex-life.

But back to the question on naming. Lovehoney as a title for a brand suggests flowery romance, and cute couples trying fun new things together. That’s part of the clever marketing that attracted me to buy from them. The website displays young beautiful couples, enjoying themselves. The lingerie caters for all. There are demure baby dolls and chemises, to more overtly ‘sexual’ crotch-less teddies and body-stockings. In addition, they stock fetish wear and role-play costumes for the more kinky and adventurous.

Then there are the toys; vibrators and dildos for single ladies and also couples to enjoy. Similarly, the male masturbators and prostate / anal* toys to be enjoyed by men (*anal toys can of course be thoroughly enjoyed by women!) There are novelty items, such as candy bras and G-strings, cloning kits and chocolate willies. The playful items like ‘ring for sex’ bell, sexy dice, lovers’ chequebooks and IOUs…

Global reach of sex retailers

All these items wouldn’t be successful if they did not have the right company name and branding behind them. Moreover, online retailers such as Lovehoney lend themselves to the ability to reach global audiences at any time of day from numerous devices.

Via online fora, ‘community members’ can discuss and debate the merits of certain toys over others. Which rabbit gives the best combined stimulation? Which butt plug will stimulate the prostate? Are the vibrations buzzy or rumbly on this toy? How fierce are these nipple clamps? There are so many things to consider when buying sex toys and it is a growing industry with new retailers appearing all the time, particularly online.

So from looking at Lovehoney alone, it seems that toys and the company branding need to appeal to women, men, couples, singles, lesbian /gay,bisexual, transgender, young, middle-aged and older target markets to enjoy the success of a multinational retailer. As well as the name, the company tagline also needs to have gravitas with the consumer.

Taglines, boxes, and technical toys

Take Tantus’ tagline for example; Good Clean Fun. This states that Tantus wish to provide toys that are good quality and enable the user to experience safe enjoyment that’s fun enough to repeat with future purchases. I’m unsure of the origin of the name Tantus. At a guess, I would suggest it’s an amalgamation of Tantalise Us. This infers it is inclusive of all; irrespective of gender, sexual orientation, age, race or creed. The need for sexual fulfilment is a biological drive innate in each of us. It can wax and wane according to our stage in life, events happening to us / around us, and how we relate to our partners. Perhaps even more significantly, how we relate to ourselves.

The toy packaging needs to reflect the company’s values and ethos. Tantus achieve this by using white glossy cardboard boxes with contemporary styling. Large plastic mouldings encase the toys, letting them ‘speak for themselves’. When I see my iridescent purple Charmer dildo through the plastic casing, I think, “that’s an attractive phallus! The quality looks reassuring that this toy will last me through the decades, as I acquire more toys. Some of which may not stand the test of time, heaven forbid I drop a glass dildo!”.

As another case in point, Fun Factory promotes cutting-edge toys that excite and are innovative. This is clear from their packaging; sleek gold boxes with outer sleeves that show the toys in their Technicolor glory or a ‘fun’ scenario, such as a bartender shaking a cocktail (cue the Jiggle Bouncer dildo). I owned one of their rabbits (the Amorino), which sadly despite looking fabulous was not to my genitalia’s liking. The shaft was just too short; the ears did nothing for my clitoris, which for me is the ‘orgasmic mothership’. Fail to embark on that, and you just plummet back to Earth! The one cool thing about this toy was that it had magnetic contacts for USB charging! Despite this toy not making the cut, I am interested in trying other Fun Factory toys, as they look so well-designed.

A name isn’t everything

We’ve looked at the good, but what about the not-so-good? I’m not about naming and shaming here, but there are companies that still use materials that aren’t completely body safe; porous materials that harbour bacteria and smells. Very unpleasant not to mention unhygienic…just ew! In addition, their names and branding may not be very appealing nor inclusive…images of pretty young girls suggest that some toys are only for younger women, whilst other images are bordering on pornographic – bleurgh! Then there is the packaging that is just dull, and not very exciting. Like something printed off a HP connected to an IBM in someone’s home office!

To round up, a name needs to appeal to a wide target market, inclusive of all orientations, creeds, and ages. The tagline needs to reaffirm the retailer’s values and ethos. Lastly, packaging needs to be firmly in keeping with these themes. It needs to reflect the object’s USP (unique selling point), whether it is luxury, innovation or keeping things fun. I’m hoping the name as a domain for a new adult online retailer will not just imply the obvious, i.e. sex so good that you literally ‘break the bed!’ But I hope it will also be seen metaphorically – breaking the sometimes societal-imposed constraints that sex is just for the bedroom. Moreover, to promote and support the many forms of sex, including heterosexual, gay/ lesbian, bisexual, polyamory, and transgender. After all, we all desire good sex, and good sex can help with having good health / well-being.


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****Update March 2017****

Break the Bed sadly did not take off but I was happy to be involved in this ‘project’ although short-lived.