Since then, we keep a bottle of lube handy for a variety of reasons: in case she wants to skip foreplay for a quickie; because I said something stupid and she is finding it difficult to get aroused; for "experimenting"; for the rare occasion she wants to use her sex toys for penetration as opposed to just clitoral stimulation; or if I'm in need of some "me time."
Like a modern Anais Nin, Danger writes about the good, the bad and the ugly of sex. Sometimes her stories are anything but sexy. She shows a dark side of people's primal selves, and it can be grotesque and painful. But Danger possesses the ability to make the uncomfortable and personal, compelling and beautiful.
I look up at him, he’s illuminated in a yellowish haze by the parking lot lights. We’re on high alert, every detail presents in sharp relief. Traffic echoes from far away. We fuck in a violent tempo, throwing our bodies at each other. The vinyl piping the seat presses into my lower back. Each stroke of his cock is magnified. Anyone could come at any moment.(Excerpt from daisydanger.com)
He slams into me over and over. Our breath is a white gauzy halo, it meets and swirls with each exhale, then silently floats away into the cold night.
Since sex toys can be costly and their benefits unknown, I decided to do a little research and find out what toys are the most popular. My friends at Swingtastic Toys shared their list of best sellers and even sent a few my way to test drive.
However, this weekend we decided to catch a movie at the Muvico in Centro Ybor and then meet friends for drinks at a few of our old watering holes. With some time to kill after the movie we decide to do a bit of shopping at some of the eclectic and sexually charged shops on 7th.
Like a small man who carries a big stick, the package included more than I expected. It came with three bottles of lube and a shiny purple vibrator that was waterproof, powered by a single A battery, and multi-speed—though I only ever crank all my vibrators up to 11.
Jason Tesauro: The zeitgeist has really changed. We’ve seen an increase in a hunger for the return to civility and authenticity. Although I like to think of the first edition of The Modern Gentleman as having prefaced this renaissance, what started off as a trend has become more of a philosophical mandate… Now people are actually reading The Modern Gentleman instead of leaving it as decoration on their coffee tables. They want to better themselves. The trend, which started before Queer Eye for the Straight Guy and the term "metrosexual" was coined, is upon us as a critical part of our culture.