Scary
The new Agent Provocateur collection is called ‘Tarantula’:
Considering 50% of women, and only 10% of men suffer from arachnophobia, surely this was the wrong image to use to promote their latest range of lingerie? I know it certainly makes me want to turn away!
Anyone agree?
Durex review – Part one
I say part 1, as we only managed to get through 2 of them – the two being Play and Heat. The lovely people at Durex also sent Pina Colada, Cherry and Tingle, which hopefully we will get round to (but this requires a separate post on relationship-type stuff). So here goes:
Play
I have tried this before, both with William and with other people (although that wasn’t always strictly for sexual purposes!), but in the interests of science, we tried it again, to be fair. William got straight into it: he went down on me, to warm me up, before lubing up one finger and sliding it into my very wet sex. This was very pleasurable: there was no discomfort (sometimes I get this if I’m not ‘prepped’ enough) and it had a silky feel to it. He then lubed up another finger, and proceeded to probe at my anus, before oh-so-easily sliding in, whilst still sliding a finger in and out of my vagina and licking my clit to oblivion. The feeling was incredible, not only because he’d done all this in practically no time at all with hardly any easing me into it, but it actually felt good. So good, that I came all over his face.
Very good Durex!
Heat
Heat was second on the list, so I decided to return the favour, after I’d suitably overcome my light-headedness. I decided a hand job was in order. I don’t very often give these: they are labourious, and it takes William a while to come even if he’s doing it, so I don’t have a hope in hell. Also, I get very, well, worried I’m doing it wrong. But all this was put aside, caution was thrown into the wind, and I lubed up the palms of my hands with Heat and started to give the hand job of my life: long, up and down strokes, with intervals spent just playing with the head, and sometimes using both hands. I was leaning over him, so I took matters into my own, well, breasts, and thrust his throbbing cock between them. I grabbed my breasts and simulated what my hands had previously done. Now, neither of us could feel any heat that we weren’t generating ourselves, so I stopped what I was doing temporally and got William to read the instructions.
Ohhh, you’re meant to blow on it to activate it. I see. Back to hand job.
‘Can you feel that?’, as I gave a new meaning to the phrase ‘blow job’
‘Er…not really…’ came the reply.
Hmph. I decided to test it out myself. If I blew onto my palms, which were coated in lube, I could feel the heat, not the usual coolness you get when you blow on yourself. So the lube does work. It’s just selective.
Durex lubes
A couple of days ago, the nice people from Durex asked if it would be ok to send me some products for me to test and review. Who am I to refuse?! Of course, I said yes, and today a huge package arrived for me. I opened it excitedly to find:
All of these lovely lubes for me to play with. I was planning on going round to William’s tonight. Watch this space……
Sex tips
I’ve been incredibly absent of late, but I’ve been ill 
boohoo! This is made worse by the fact I have an immune system similar to that of a jelly baby.
But before I become ill, me and William had quite a fun night, which I would like to share with you all….
This month’s issue of Glamour (the one that has the delicious Beyonce on the front cover) has, like most women’s magazines, sex tips. These sex tips usually claim to improve your sex life one hundred fold, and promise to ensure you’ll never have boring sex again. I usually read these and think ‘yawn’ to them, as I’ve either tried them or they seem too complex to try: I would rather have fun during sex than think ‘are we doing this particular technique correctly?’
Most of the tips in this issue were ones I’ve read before, but there was one that seemed worth trying: under the section ‘How to have an orgasm every time’ was a method recommend by Laura Berman, expert in sex. She said to ‘put one pillow under your hips, and one under your head. Then make sure he stays close to you during sex, moving up and down so your pelvises stay in contact.’
Sounded like what we do pretty much every time we have sex, just to start us off, but this time, there were pillows involved! I’d read about this before, but hadn’t mentioned it to any previous lover for fear of making them think I was unhappy about our sex life.
William, however, seems quite open to trying new things, so I shoved the magazine under his nose for his to read. He seemed quite keen.
Off went our clothes, and he positioned me so I had a pillow under my bum, and one under my head, making sure I was comfy. Then, to business.
I felt a bit lazy, just lying there, him doing all the movements up and down. But then I felt it: the first twinges of an orgasm deep inside. These twinges gave way to waves of pleasure, building up and up. The power in them was immense: they carried on much longer than they would normally, and when I finally came, it was, quite possibly, the most powerful one I’ve had. Ever.
And I was completely relaxed afterwards. I lay there on his bed, naked and uncovered, and I was quite content. He, however, was not, as he’d been concentrating ‘on his performance’, as he put it, so wanted to go again. Same position? Why not.
And it didn’t fail second time round, for either of us. For me, being so relaxed after the first orgasm perhaps influenced how I came so easily, and quickly, second time round. I like this position. Well done, Glamour!
Girl with a one track mind
My friend J who I have mentioned previously have patched up our friendship of late, and seem to be back to the way things were when she was an independent woman and not under the thumb of her controlling, possessive, jealous ogre of a boyfriend. Ok, so she’s still with him, but nobody’s perfect. Anywho, she gave me the book of the above title the other day. Now being a student with hardly any time to myself I doubted I’d have chance to read it, but I can’t put it down! It’s pretty damn good. I may review it when I’ve read it, even though the majority of the U.K. population have probably read it already!
Onto MEN. Yes, real men, not boys. Well, boys are included in this topic, only to point out how inferior they are to MEN.
Guy is being….well, a guy. After bumping into him purely accidentally at the weekend, he suggested we be friends, start at the beginning and see how it goes. I was dubious to be honest. Friends is fine, I hate making enemies out of something as trivial as a break-up, but what if we discovered AGAIN that we are incompatible? Anywho, he invited me out to lunch earlier this week. It went fine (I turned up late. I recommend this trick to any woman, as the man will look relieved when you turn up to find you haven’t stood him up, even if you are just ‘friends’), and at the end I casually said that we should do lunch again some time, expecting him to just reply with a half-hearted ‘yeah, ok’. Nope, instead he said ‘how about Friday?’ Wow. Unexpected. But not jumping ahead of myself here, just because he said he wanted to see me so soon afterwards means nothing at all in a man’s/boy’s mind.
Progress on the Spaniad front is slow. I have seen him every day this week, and every day i have swooned and gone jelloid and blushed like a schoolgirl I expect.
Fumbling
Greetings bloggers! I have been gone a while, due to birthdays and large amounts of work, but I return to you with something delicious!
I refer to this for the title:
The Dita bra.
Yes, you’ve seen the Dita briefs, now it’s time for the matching Dita bra (naturally, I have ordered one from Miss Summers). The reason I am dedicating an entire post to this is because of the fastening: it fastens at the FRONT. Now, call me cruel, but imagine my delight when I realised this was the case, and the thought crossed my mind: ‘how long will it take men to notice that the fastening is at the front, not the back?’ Foreplay would continue for so much longer! One can hope…
Obviously, it’s gonna take me a while to figure this one out, with no man close at hand at the moment. But to anyone else who has this, I would very much like to know how long it took 
And, after LadyP’s post agggeeesss ago, I did also treat myself to numerous sets of stockings. Well…I now have the complete Dita outfit! I need stockings to go with!
Supersex
I thought today I’d do something a bit different to the ‘Position of the Week’. As mentioned in my previous post, I also purchased the Supersex card deck, so I will share with you one of the cards 
- Sex tricks
Tongue tussle:
Concentrate your tongue action on the frenulum (the stringy bit at the head of the penis on the underside, where the head meets the shaft). While your mouth is closed around his penis creating a warm, firm vacuum, male slow circles around the head, giving a double lick and wiggle every time you pass the frenulum.
New purchases
On a completely different note to my previous post, I forgot to mention yesterday that I went to Borders with a 20% off voucher in tow, intending to buy some new erotica (I may write my own, but I need to research), but ended up buying these:
and
The Sex 365 is slightly disappointing. There seems to be quite a lot of the positions repeated throughout the book, just at different angles. But there’s a least 100 that are definetly useable.
As for the supersex deck, I think it’s a brilliant idea. I can leave a card in Barry’s jeans for him to find later, or post him one while we’re apart on holiday to give him ideas of what I’m gonna do to him, or what I want him to do to me. I have quite a few favourite cards, including the ‘get kinky’ cards (they have a picture of a gorgeous women in a very nice PVC corset and skin tight skirt, complete with whip, on the back. Can I fuck her please?), the ‘be a sex slave’ card, and the ‘fabulous foreplay’ for her card. Barry will definetly be getting a strip tease.
