Some women go their entire lives without ever experiencing one. Others have only the intermittent pleasure. A few will try several different options but never really get the gratification they seek.
And then there’s me.
It’s been years (hard to believe, I’m sure; but true, nonetheless) since I’ve had one. Seriously. YEARS.
Despite the creative nature of my bedroom (and living room/hallway/staircase/garage/yard) activities, I’d sort of forgotten about the myriad of erotic opportunities that were mine for the taking…
With just one touch of a button.
Or rather, several touches of two buttons. 😛
(Ha! You thought I was talking about something else, didn’t you? You should know better than to think I’d go a single day without an orgasm, let alone several years!)
Buttons that control multi speed and pulse options.
And no, when I say ‘pulse’ I’m not talking about the way my PC muscles twitch when you (well, not YOU, specifically) tickle my belly button.
😉
An impromptu trip to a local…erm…Sex Shop…with the Mister on Sunday resulted in the spontaneous purchase of a high quality, low noise (read: practically silent, even on its strongest setting), beautifully curved, smooth, sexy silicone vibrator, aaaaannnd…
(Insert blissful shudder here.)
I.
Am.
In.
LOVE!
😀
I finally understand why some women get addicted to these things.
Sigh…
*
More to cum. Good girls always share their toys…
Yes share a link please. I am picky, picky, picky. But I enjoy a good recommendation.
MOKA G-Vibe: http://www.picobong.com/en/product-detail.php?id=25. (Mine is turquoise. Grin.)
You can take it from there. 😉
Interesting.
It *is* interesting.
As is the bugged-out-eyeball photo you’ve adopted. What is that, anyway? I suppose it’s a fish, but it’s reminiscent of a slightly demented Kermit The Frog.
Then again, Kermie definitely has sub tendencies (two words: Miss Piggy…need I say more?), so perhaps this is your tribute to frogging around?
Do elaborate.
It’s a baby chameleon. Too new to realize it should be trying to hide.
But I like the twist and turns of your off-color imagination.
Oh, dear… Nobody told me my color was off…
Some how I think people probably have. It’s alright. I like the shade myself.
As long as the shade’s not grey, I’m good. 😉
Ha! I see what you did there.
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