Or, the night I learned vibrators could fly.
|Demeter deLune||10 hr|
Welcome to the Friday edition of Demeter’s newsletter! I hope you’ve enjoyed all the fun, and sometimes informative, pieces I’ve compiled for you this week. I thought I would end the week (and the month!) on a humorous note.
I’m lucky enough to be able to test sex toys on occassion, compliments of Best Vibe.
Here’s what happens when your toy testing is interrupted. It wasn’t as funny when it happened, but I can laugh about it today. I hope you enjoy! If you want to support my work, you can always buy me a coffee <3
Trying a new sex toy is fun — especially when you receive it as a product to test. I recently received a remote-controlled vibrator that I was eager to test. It’s supposed to stimulate the user’s g-spot and give clitoral stimulation at the same time. The possibility of a blended orgasm?
My in-laws moved in with us a couple of months ago, so spontaneous playtime hasn’t been regularly occurring. Last night, they borrowed our vehicle for a shopping trip into town. Additionally, our two-year old was spending the night with his other grandma.
Game even further on:
we were alone and had a new toy. It was time for some adult fun in the not so private space of our living room.
Winking lewdly at my husband, I skipped off to our bedroom to insert the toy. I thought it might be a little awkward, and I was right. The little bastard didn’t slide in as easily as I wanted. A drop of lube later and I was ready to sashay into the living room.
I was wearing a skirt; I wanted to feel sexy and give him unfettered access to my pussy. I handed my darling the remote and settled in for some good vibrations.
Lying on the couch across from him, I rocked my hips in time to the vibrations from the toy. He varied the speed and I could tell I was getting close to an orgasm. I flipped over onto my stomach and raised my hips in the air.
You know, just like a cat in heat.
Four things happened in quick succession.