A throwaway line -- "The Rampant Rabbit become known as the world's favourite sex toy after it featured in TV's Sex In The City" -- at the end of an Evening Standard report about a spat between Germaine Greer and the makers of the dire rabbit fever movie makes me want to set the record straight about rabbit vibrators - Rampant or otherwise.
A "rabbit" is a type of vibrator that typically has rotating shaft filled with plastic beads or metal balls, and, most importantly, a clitoral stimulator with rabbit ears that vibrate, usually to orgasmic effect.
There are many types of rabbit vibrator - dual speed, multi-speed, multi-pattern, multi-coloured, waterproof, the lot.
Jason got home about 8. I was watching a DVD in the bedroom. Jason had a shower and came to bed. I was lying with my head on his stomach and the Salty Sailor* made me aware that he liked that by tapping me on the head a couple of times.
I started off by kissing him gently, then licked and teased him all the way to fruition. It was hard to tell what it tasted of, but it's definitely not yet appley enough to make a Mr Kipling apple pie.
*For those of you who have not been following my diary from day 1, Jason's Salty Sailor is his cock….Well actually I like to think of it as our cock.
I took the afternoon off work. I was feeling in the mood for love, but Jason was working so I just had to do a solo performance. Off to the pub in the evening, pub quiz, chip shop, home by 12. No tasting. Except for vodka and chips.
Hi there! Oh it's so crap. I was exhausted this evening even though I'm not feeling well. I have some kind of female problem that no one can seem to get to the bottom of. Today I called the doctor and pleaded with them to refer me to a gynae - I can just whack it on the BUPA I get via work. It's been so long that I've had the problem now… Months. :-( And it does affect our sex lives mainly because whenever another bout of whatever it is kicks off I feel exhausted.
Well, I forced myself to go swimming regardless. And I did think about undressing Shane, walking to meet him in the car when he picked me up after my swim thinking about how much I would love to kiss his balls and suck his cock but… By the time we get home and our delicious dinner (as cooked by awesome Shane) has been eaten… Any desire to engage in sexual activity has been well and truly shushed by tiredness.
So on rolls another evening… The intention was there but…
Oh well. Such is life.
So tired an busy and it's only mid-week. I went for a lovely deep-tissue massage thie evening and am totally zonked now. No tasting and am watching King Kong whilst typing… Will try to have something more relevant to say soon… ;-)
I only saw Jason asleep on Tuesday. I met a friend for a drink after work and Jason was asleep when I got home. Needless to say, there was no tasting.
It did occur to me after I went to bed that some of you may be wondering where safe sex comes into the equation. It's probably fairly obvious to you that we don't use condoms. We did when we first met, but once we realised that this wasn't just a quick fling, we got tested for everything. And, yes, I know that only works if we both stay faithful……. so far, so good.
Greetings people. Well, all I seem to have been doing the past couple of days is trying to recover from the weekend. I know, I know. I don't know why I do it either. It seemed like a good idea at the time. And, yes, I do realise all the horrible things I am doing to my body by consuming so much alcohol in one go. Hey, I'm just pre-empting someone writing to me and telling me.
I was at the gym again last night and tonight but thankfully the only thing I'm doing tomorrow is going for the massage that I've been promising myself I'll go for for ages. Deep tissue and hopefully painful. Hey, as far as I'm concerned it can't be doing much good unless it's painful.
Not sure that applies to everything in life but I have to see that usually the toughest of situations can reap the best of rewards. Well, maybe. Or maybe it just seems that way when you've been through a load of crap - you become grateful for any moment of pleasure! lol And the other kinds of pain? In the bedroom? I'm not adverse to a little of that. I have to say in the past that I have left some serious welts on partners. I tend to be a little more sedate and considerate these days and don't get as much of a kick out of 'marking my territory'! And pain executed on me? In moderation. Biting, being handled a little roughly. Being dominated by the lovely Shane. Aaaah. That's always a good thing… ;-)
Until the next time.
Another great review from Orgasm Army!
"The Tantus Feeldoe, designed for women by women, is an absolute delight to behold. Seven inches of purple pleasure curves upwards in a beautifully feminine way, contrasted with the provocative boldness of the bulb. It has a comforting heaviness about it, and the clitoral ridges are a reminder of pleasure that the 'giver' will also receive during lovemaking. The ridge running along the underside of the toy means that the Feeldoe can be used in harness, too, for a little extra support.
The flexible silicone warms to the touch - no more freezing cold, mood-spoiling encounters. A little water-based lube is all that's needed to gently ease in the bulb and move the toy slightly forwards so that the ridges make contact with the clitoris. It is necessary to close your thighs tightly in order to hold the toy in place as you smoothly penetrate your partner in the missionary position…
See the full Tantus FeelDoe Silicone Double Dildo review at Orgasm Army.
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Day: Monday 25/9/06
Location: On top of the bed
Circumstances: Short tasting at the end of sex
How did he taste? Neutral
Sperm Test Rating: 5 (1=normal, 100=Golden Delicious Apple)
I was completely on autopilot today at work. Coming home, I managed to walk past the flat and try to get in next door. Anyway true to my word, I made time for sex today - in fact we had loads of time. We were both naked by 8pm - Jason didn't bother getting dressed after his shower and if he's naked, I'm naked.
We were both lying on the bed playing Civilization and reading Viz (just setting the scene folks) when the Salty Sailor reared his head and we got the urge. We agreed in advance that we were doing a tasting. We had sex, me on top. Jason definitely found my J-spot, as I have renamed it. As soon as I was done, Jason flipped us both over, the Salty Sailor gave me a jolly rogering and then at the last moment, re-aligned himself so I could get a tasting. Verdict: neutral and (oddly) quite runny.