Simply fabulous, and my last post on gay marriage for the time being.
My review of the Bondage I Rub My Duckie sex toy went up on EdenFantasys a few days ago!
The Bondage Duckie is adorable, I originally bought it as a display-only toy since I thought it was too cute not to have, but soon learned that it was well worth using as a toy as well! Read all about it here! And, of course, also visit my reviewer profile, and don’t forget to rate my reviews, please!
Also, I applied to be an advanced toy reviewer after submitting it and I was accepted! My first toy to review has already been approved, and is going to be the Colt Shower Shot which is an enema device, so look for that within the next two weeks! I’ll post a link here once it’s up, of course.
I also have a few toys still to review, just ones which I own already and would like to submit reviews of. Look for updates once I submit each of those as well!
Also via Feministing from right here. Most of you may know this already, but, hey, it doesn’t hurt to get good information again, right?
An Australian urologist, Dr Helen O’Connell, has revealed that the clitoris is shaped more like a mountain than a hill.
That’s right, the clitoris is a large, vast, and wonderful thing. It’s not just a bulb with a small visible nub as previously thought, it actually is pyramid-shaped and wraps around all over.
Of course, early anatomists dismissed the clitoris, which is common of female anatomy as well as anything having to do with females in the medical field. Because of this, the discovery of the expanse and wonder of the clitoris has not been medically proven before.
Some choice exerpts from the story, though I encourage you to read the entire story anyway:
“The vaginal wall is, in fact, the clitoris,” said Dr O’Connell, who is based in Melbourne. “If you lift the skin off the vagina on the side walls, you get the bulbs of the clitoris – triangular, crescental masses of erectile tissue.”
“There’s nothing quite like the shape of a clitoris,” she said… The bulk of it is shaped like a pyramid.
Its base forms the external genitalia or vulva; its triangular “walls” are wrapped around the urine-carrying tube known as the urethra and the vagina.
Also found via Feministing from right here, Betty Dodson draws and informes about the internal structure of the clitoris. It gave me a better idea than the image above did regarding the internal structure, and I think it’s definitely worth watching if you will ever interact with female anatomy.
Despite the title of the blog (FEMINIST fucktoy) I have had relatively little posts regarding feminism directly. One could say that feminism and feminist theory (along with pomo, gender, queer, and sexuality theory) form the background of everything I post, and inform all of my ideas and insights. While this is true, sometimes it’s just good to post something which is less about sexuality and more about feminism in general.
Found here via Feministing
Time for me to go fight injustice. Do they make underoos in my size?
Many of you may be aware that my site has not been working in IE for quite some time. This was something that was not brought to my attention until meeting up with The Dark Republican. He pointed it out to me, and I ignored it while secretly obsessing over it for about a week before becoming outwardly obsessed into trying to fix it.
I’ve been using FFox 3 beta for many weeks, and I have not used IE as a main browser for years. While I do have the FFox plugin to turn a tab into an IE tab, I hadn’t used it on my site before he mentioned it to me. I suppose I assumed that since it worked in FFox it would work in IE. Silly, silly me. For a bit I was thinking “oh, who really uses IE anyway! It’s not a big problem…” But, then, I realized, especially with the multitude of people coming into the site via sugasm #136 yesterday, and looking at the browser statistics in my site report (about 1/2 FFox and 1/2 IE), that this was a problem that really needed to be fixed, and I blame my low RSS reader stats on my lack of working in IE (though that’s probably not the only reason, but I can live in delusions if I so choose).
So, I obsessed. I’ve been obsessing for the last few days (which has really helped to hinder my posting), but I finally figured it out this morning! It would have been better if I fixed it yesterday morning, as I got many hits yesterday from IE browsers and realize now they may or may not come back. But, oh well. And, of course, now that I know what the problem was I’m kicking myself over not figuring it out sooner. Though, I think it was more than just one, but the last issue I found should have been the easiest. All you programmers/coders/geeks/etc. out there probably understand where I’m coming from.
Long story short: this site now works in IE both 6 and 7 (I checked).
You all are, no doubt, tired of hearing about same-sex marriage passing in the California supreme court by now (though who would be tired of hearing about something as wonderful of this, you say? Good question!). However, I will make this short and sweet and just want to send out happiness of all types to all those who have and will participate in the California legalization of gay marriage
Also, the country newly near and dear to my heart (remember: Master’s from there and we just went there in May for a few weeks), Norway legalized same-sex marriages. Previously, Norway had civil partnerships, but did not have the right to church weddings or to be considered as adoptive parents. There are wonderful things going on for marriage equality everywhere!
Now, personally, I think these examples of marriage equality are wonderful, and I believe that marriage is a wonderful declaration of love between two people. I always tear up at weddings, I can’t deny that. I think that any commitment ceremony is beautiful, and I think that it is wonderful that people of the same sex can now marry each other 100% legally with all the same rights and privileges as other sex marriages.
That said, I do have some problems with marriage. It is by and large a religious institution of a religion I am not associated with. I’m not against the idea of a legal contract between two (or more) consenting adults for child and/or tax purposes and things like that. However, calling it marriage (a religious term) and making it basically mandatory for other sex couples who live together for a certain amount of time (as it varies between states) is just ridiculous.
Personally, I don’t intend to get married, possibly ever, though I may be forced into one of those common law marriages at some point, or I would get married to Master if/when we move to Europe (thereby making me a citizen of Norway and making it much easier for me to move over there). Or, if we were to have children I would probably marry him, though I’m not sure that will ever happen. I just don’t believe in the institution of marriage, nor do I think it is necessary for me, except in the above mentioned circumstances.
I used to say I wouldn’t have an other sex marriage before same sex marriages were legal, and, well, that’s not completely true yet, but it’s definitely getting closer. I still wouldn’t do so until it’s legal all over the states, except for the moving to Europe scenario. My other problem with marriage is that it is confined to two people. Although I do not want marriage for myself, I would like consensual adult polyamorous marriage to be a reality, and I think it will someday, just not for quite some time.
However, legalization of same sex marriage in California is also reason number one billion six hundred fifty eight thousand and one to move to San Francisco. Just counting down until 2009, now.
As you may assume from the title, I submitted myself to Sugasm for the first time this week. ThunderFuck is mine, of course, though I don’t think it’s one of my best, but it was my best last week, and there will be more to come as far as that goes. I am planning on submitting again and probably this week if I ever get around to posting any of the things I’m meaning to.
On to the Sugasm
The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #137? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.
This Week’s Picks
69
“Frozen, I wait for your next move.”
Balanced on the tip of my tongue
“Pushing her into the bedroom, I stripped her bare swiftly, laid her out on the bed.”
Impertinent Question: Do You Enjoy Spanking?
“That’s what we call Wednesday night!”
Mr. Sugasm Himself
Sugar Bank
Editor’s Choice
The Source of All Waters
More Sugasm
Join the Sugasm
See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.
You may have noticed, there’s a new masthead for this blog. I set it up last night, and I’m still tweaking with the colors. I love it, thus far. I first encountered it as an icon on livejournal, and the image itself is by Vlad Gansovsky who is a simply amazing photographer.
One thing I love about the cropping of this photo (which is similar to how I saw it the first time) is that although the person in the foreground is pretty much definitely a woman, or at least someone with breasts, the person in the background could be a man or woman, and it’s fairly ambiguous either way. I imagine myself as the woman in the foreground, of course, and a lover as the person in the background. Of course, I’m not only attracted to masculinity, but it does seem like a more common occurrence in my life than a feminine partner. More later.
Last night I was so close to cumming I just couldn’t. I was right on the edge, but something just didn’t click the way it should have, and I ended up frustrated, though less frustrated than I was a few months ago when the similar thing happened. Part of (or maybe the entirety of) the reason I was less frustrated was because of the difference in the relationship dynamics between Master and me. I was annoyed that I didn’t cum, and he said something along the lines of “be thankful you got that much” and it somehow put things in perspective.
Despite not cumming, it was still a wonderful and delicious fucking session. He hadn’t fucked me since Sunday and said I was spoiled by our vacation, during which we had sex nearly every night. He had me admit to how badly I wanted him to fuck me, and then he fucked me nice and hard, my legs on his shoulders, him pinning me down as he rammed into me. It was good, and perfect, and one of my favorite positions.
There was thunder and lightening outside, and after he came Master opened the blinds so we could see the streaks of light across the sky. Master and I both are big fans of thunder and lightening, and he began fingering me while I was laying with my head near the foot of the bed so that I could watch the sky light up. He had me rub my clit, and after I asked to cum he told me that I could after the next lightning strike.
I whimpered and moaned and tried to hold on as long as I could, but there was a definite gap, as lightning had just struck before I asked. I held on for so long that when he finally told me I could cum, I couldn’t. I was so close but I had trouble letting go, and I ended up not cumming at all. I was disappointed, frustrated, and so close to the edge that I felt like I was going to pop, but for some reason I just… couldn’t!
But, his words to put me back into my place, remind me that cumming is a privilege, not a right, and that really did the trick. I consider this a testament to the way our relationship has furthered, and him saying it as a testament to that as well. I didn’t feel any resentment or annoyance, I was just content with what he had said. All the discomfort and disappointment melted away into loving him.
That’s right, I thought, I should be lucky he gave me the pleasure that he did. Not because I don’t deserve it, but because I have chosen to give my body and my self over to him to do with as he pleases. If my cumming pleases him, then I should cum. If my hanging right on the edge so long that I am somehow unable to cum pleases him, then I shouldn’t cum. This is what I have been wanting for, to feel owned, to be cherished, and even to be denied if necessary.
I’ve had so much to write about lately that I haven’t gotten to doing any of it, except the sex toy reviews, obviously.
I met up with The Dark Republican yesterday. He just moved to SLC and we have been talking online for a while, so we met up in person. He wrote about it here, which is a nice summation of what happened, in my mind, too, but from his point of view. So here is mine.
We met up at a coffee shop near my house, but it was rather crowded and we decided to go to Cahoots first, a sex toy shop that’s right next to it. He had mentioned on a mailing list we’re both on that he was wondering about good sex shops, and so I thought it might be fun to go there during our first meeting, as I’m a big fan of sex toys (as you know, no doubt), and I’m all about gauging people by their interests.
We chatted as we looked at toys, and helped one woman figure out what to buy for a bachelorette party. There were some fun ones there, and a red glitter dildo that could be used in a harness, which I’m enamored with currently. I may need to get it next time I have money (which won’t be for a while). I asked about a job there as well, and the pay isn’t great, but it could be a fun part-time thing if I find another well-paying job. It’s a possibility, anyway, and would look good on a resume considering I want to work in sex shops (Good Vibrations would be my top choice once we move to San Fran, of course, but any sex-positive sex store with a good energy about it is wonderful to me).
After looking around the sex toys for quite some time, we went back to the coffee shop and got some drinks and sat and chatted about all sorts of things, mostly on the geeky side of things, but also about society, socialism, and a wide range of wherever the conversation took us. We ended up going back to my place, partially so that we could talk about more intimate type things like BDSM. He’s very new, and seems very eager, which is very cute.
We were sitting on my couch chatting more, I did most of the talking at this point, and I expounded upon some of my bdsm philosophies, my relationship with Master, newness to bdsm, and all sorts of topics like that. I don’t often get a chance to delve into those sort of topics with someone face-to-face, so it was very nice to be able to just talk about all sorts of things like that.
He was very nice, and adorable. There were times I wanted to pinch his cheeks (no, not -those- cheeks…), but I refrained. I was chatting with Master at the time, as well, idly, though (and hopefully not rudely), just letting him know what was going on, and he reminded me I was supposed to deliver something to our landlord today, and I had spaced it since I hadn’t had time before meeting up with TDR, and we had been getting to know each other for much longer than I had anticipated.
I had to go, so I had to kick him out so that I could do that. We stood up and hugged, and I knew when I leaned in to that hug he was going to kiss me. He had been flirting the entire time, and I had done a little back, but I’m seriously rusty when it comes to flirting, I just don’t do it much. But he knew I was at least mostly receptive, and I knew that I could stop him if I wanted/needed to, and it was a nice first experience. We kissed, briefly, there was a little groping as well, but I cut it probably shorter than he would have liked it and ushered him out the door.
We talked about the possibility of him meeting Master, of the three of us maybe doing things, and I related this to Master later, and he said it is definitely a possibility (which I kind of knew already). They will have to meet and we will have to get to know him better before anything actually happens, but I’m sure that something will work out.
It was really nice getting to meet him, and I’m sure we’ll get to know each other better.