Saturday 28 August 2010

2 Years.

I can't quite believe it's two years already for R and I. It's our anniversary today - and in case you're wondering, I'm not at the computer... god bless blogger's scheduled posting facility!

Our plans for today are pretty basic, taken from our Valentines day celebrations which were brilliant, and very "us" - spending a day, snuggled up together, ignoring the world as much as possible, watching dvds and eating tasty snacks. There will, of course be a watching of this film. I'm not saying it's a classy one, but it's what we went to see at the cinema two years ago today, and we rewatched it on our 6-month anniversary and our 1 year anniverary too... It's become an institution for us, and we intend to keep it up. Besides, we're so childish it still makes us giggle.

So, love and happiness to all of you.
We've got a fair bit of it going on today

NK + R xx

Friday 27 August 2010

Review: Super Slik Lube

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Thursday 26 August 2010

Review: Ann Summers Rampant Rabbit G-Pulse Remote


I'm feeling guilty today! I've had this toy, the Ann Summers Rampant Rabbit G-Pulse Remote (try saying that ten times fast!) for so long! Unfortunately, between house moves, 'girly' problems and a whole bunch of other junk, I never did get round to it.

Last week I reviewed the ordinary G-Pulse, that is to say the one without a remote that came out a while before this one. The upshot of that review was that while the shaft was a touch thicker than I might have liked, the bunny ears rocked, and the vibration patterns were excellent.

So what has changed between the old G-Pulse and the new?

Well, it's marginally shorter and the tiniest fraction girthier, but aside from that aesthetically very similar... Other than the extra bit of kit nestled next to it in the box, of course! It still runs on AAA batteries, though with the remote needing two of it's own, you'll need to have a total of six in for this baby!

The name might have been a bit of a giveaway but incase it wasn't, I can tell you that the big difference is the inclusion of the new remote control. Now, I'll admit that when I first saw it, I did wonder if it might just be a little bit faddy... But after having a go, and also having had time to have a bit of a think about the applications, I'm loving the idea.

The most obvious use, of course, is to replace the tv remote in you're other half's hand with this! Escpecially for guys, gadgets and things that can be remote-operated never lose their appeal; so if your guy (if appropriate ;) ) has been reluctant to get into toys, this could be just the ticket to win him over!

Even for the single girl, or the solo player, it does offer benefit though; I found that the difference in use was much more than I'd expected - it made play much more fun as I didn't have to try to think and remember which button was what on the rabbit, I could just hold the remote and press away as I needed to!

This rabbit could even be utilised for kinky dominance and submission play if you fancy spicing it up, or are an old hand at the kink game - think of the uses of a toy that can be operated and switched off at range?

Much like it's non remote counterpart, this bunny boasts independent control of the shaft and rabbit vibrations, as well as a whole host of speeds and pulses for both. Again, in use I might have liked the shaft to have been a little slimmer as for me, I need a slim shaft with intense angles to hit my g-spot, but for many others a thicker shaft works - so it's really all about what works for you. 

The bunny ears are still divine and the multiple bullets that fire up the vibrations mean that the buzz still really carries through. The patterns of vibration and pulse on the G-Pulse toys is different to those found on most others too, with the build-and-relax style, which really worked on me.

All in all, I do think the remote adds a new dimention to this toy, whether with a partner or on your own.

Want to get one for yourself? It's available now at Ann Summers!

NK x

Monday 23 August 2010

Stop Judging My Shaven Pussy.

Yeah, really. While we're on the subject, stop judging me for shaving it, and stop judging my partner and exes for liking it.

Seeing people say that the only men who'd like a shaven pussy are paedophiles, or 'twisted', and that the only reason women shave is to please men (or some folk are really kind and provide a second option of some kind of childhood trauma)... well, it makes me one angry girlie.

I've seen posts on otherwise forward-thinking sites by people I would otherwise consider to be open minded folk... All slamming the girls who shave and the guys (or girls) who love shaven girls. 

I shave. Big deal? I shave because I want to, for me. The fact R likes it is secondary. I first started shaving at about 16 or 17, and the reason? Not because a boyfriend told me I should, or peer pressure that I ought to... But having read that some women find it can increase sensitivity. I'm not suggesting it always does, by the way. My sensitivity wasn't a problem - I was able to climax fine, and got a lot of pleasure anyway. But I find it hard to resist trying something that so many others have cited as feeling so damned good.

So I did. And after finding I prefer the feel of my shaven pussy, I continued. For me it does increase sensitivity. I enjoy stroking myself more. I like feeling slick with juices on a hairless pussy, and that's all personal choice.

What annoys me really is that I don't insult other folks' choice of lady garden topiary, much less do I insult others and call them incredibly offensive names for enjoying the pubic styles they do. It's all good.

How about we all wear our styles however we want, and fuck people who like it, and be happy?

And stop picking on other peoples' choice.

NK x

Friday 20 August 2010

Review: Ann Summers Rampant Rabbit G-Pulse


The deliciously sexy guys and girls at Ann Summers were kind enough to send me the Rampant Rabbit G-Pulse a little while ago and in the crazy haze of house moves, I only just found the time to give it a whirl yesterday! Obscene I know.

On first look, it's a bright (really, really bright) pink, with a slightly squishy yet full shaft, with that tell-tale g-spot angled curve at the head. It needs four AAA batteries to get going (inserted in the base) and has a simple two-button operation.

It's fairly average length, at 6.7" (less insertable) but with a 4.9" girth,it's certainly noticable! I don't know if I'd agree with the statement that it's "whisper quiet", but it is quieter than many other rabbits, mostly because the racket they normally create is down to the rotating shaft. It's worth noting it's not waterproof, so don't take it in the shower, and it's worth paying attention when cleaning it to not get water in the battery compartment.

Aside from the curved shaft, it differs from typical rabbits in the sense that it doesn't have the normal rotating, swirling shaft, instead plumping for vibration right the way to the tip. Given its purpose (g-spot stimulation), to me this makes a lot of sense. It actually contains four vibrating bullets, so the vibrations can be felt throughout the toy, which is a pleasure in the truest meaning of the word, as with so many vibes the bullet, situated at the bottom of the shaft, just don't make it to the tip.

The operation was also new to me; most rabbits have seperate controls for the rabbit and shaft these days, and as I mentioned before, it's common to have a buzzing bunny with a rotating shaft. In this vibe, just two buttons are the key to all the five speeds and patterns. From what I could tell, the speed settings alternate between the different bullets at different paces, though for me the most effective was the first setting when it is switched on, where each are cycled through at a moderate pace.

I found the shaft a little too thick for me to get especially good g-spot stimulation for me. I have found previously that I seem to need a slightly slimmer shaft to allow for the angle of the g-spot head. Saying that though, it did have enough "squish" to allow for it to fit without any discomfort or problems.

The buzz of the bunny ears was where this rabbit really rocked for me though. I don't know if it's down to the specific bullet type used in this model or if it was because the clitoral stimulation effectively stopped and started due to the patterns, but that was what really got me off.

For the bunny ears alone, I'll definitely be returning to this vibe again.

It's available to buy at Ann Summers.

NK x

BDSM and Me – Part 2: Giving Up?

Today I'm answering the second in a fifteen part series of questions I blogged about here.
Would you sacrifice your kinks and fetishes if you could have only conventional sexual needs?


I think one important thing to look at in this question is the recognition of kink and fetish as a part of sexual need, often as much as sex itself. I feel this is often misunderstood in itself. I have heard some people classify something as a fetish only when it is needed for any sexual pleasure, or that a kink or fetish can only be qualified as a need when it is integral to getting off at all.

For me, a good plain fucking can be really satisfying. There are days when that is brilliant. But for me they aren't enough on their own, over the long term.

It's not been a short process though, to get myself to the point that I can recognise it is a real, valid need within myself, and is as significant as my sex drive - I tend to liken it to a 'kink drive'. For a long time I saw it as something I'd had brief involvements with and liked, but if I got it, I got it and if not that was okay. I think a lot of that was attributed to the fact that (roughly at the same time) I had one relationship that was very kink-heavy, but a complete mindfuck and very bad for me, and one that was... well actually, he was as bad for me as she was... but the (vanilla) sex was very good...

So for a long time I think I began to equate BDSM in my own mind with excuses to treat me like shit. Eventually of course I broke that link, after realising that 'nilla partners had also behaved really poorly towards me, and also that the kink does not define the person or the behaviour.

It's hard to answer a question that is by it's nature, so hypothetical, but I don't think I would. At least not entirely. Maybe a lower kink drive (and sex drive I guess) - hell if we're wishing for things I'll wish for R's to increase! That makes more sense! Returning to the question, no I don't think I would sacrifice my kinks and fetishes to have only conventional sexual needs and desires, as they are too much a part of who I identify as being now.

NK x

Thursday 19 August 2010

HNT... one lonely leg...

Be gentle though, I don't normally post, and y'know... my legs kinda suck!

NK x

Wednesday 18 August 2010

Review: Ann Summers "Passion" Massage Lotion

R and I bought this massage oil quite a while ago when we were looking for a massage oil or bar as I'd been suffering from a painful back and shoulders(and still do, unfortunately). R is an absolute gem for working so hard to try and get my back into a liveable condition so often, and had been trying to work on it a little but with no oils, to little avail.

We set out, and figured Ann Summers was probably the most logical place to check out on our little mission, so headed to the high street. In Ann Summers, we found a range of oils. After sniffing the Lust and Love oils, and finding them not to our taste, we picked up the tester bottle of Passion oil, and immediately knew that was the one for us.

Having bought it (£8 for a 150ml bottle), we headed home. A closer look at the gorgeous, retro-styled label found that it claimed to be "lickable". Now, I am sure a great deal of attention was paid to ensuring that all the ingredients of this lotion were totally consumption-safe, but for the sake of your taste buds, I would strongly advise against it. It might smell divine, and while some of the notes from the fragrance do make it through in taste, there is an overwhelming bitter note that just makes the licker gag. (If that licker is me, anyway...)

The things we loved about it, however,way outnumber the sour taste. It's not especially sticky once it's been rubbed in, so going to sleep without showering it off wasn't unpleasant. As mentioned before, the smell is gorgeous, really tropical and refreshing, and a smell I'm happy to have dominate our boudoir! Lastly, the warming effect is nice when it's being used for massage to help sore bodies, as it seems to stimulate in a lot of the same ways the massage itself does.

All in all, a massage oil we turn to time and time again, and will keep buying.

Buy it at Ann Summers

NK x

Tuesday 17 August 2010

BDSM and Me – Part 1: Roles.

Today I'm answering the first question from the series I'm currently partaking in; BDSM and Me.
What role(s) do you fit into within BDSM? If more than one, do you see one as your “primary” role?


I have always, since I first stumbled into kink, identified as a submissive. Even in my pre kink days, I'd always seek to be in the submissive role within sex, to be the person being told what to do, the fucked rather than the one in charge doing the fucking. Some people who know my kinky leanings are surprised as I can be quite bold in everyday life, and often take charge of situations; for me I wonder if it acts as a release or form of relaxation, to be told what to do and relinquish all control.

These days my submissive side is a little more certain than it used to be, and it's developed in many ways. From the little girl I was at 17 and the instinctive, almost primal responses I gave to those early spanks and wrist binds in rock clubs, to the sub I am now and the kinks I know I have now.

I've faced interesting dilemmas, especially recently, such as having a partner who is kinky, but not nearly to the same extent I am. It's probably only comparitively recently that I've realised I probably qualify as a bit of a masochist too, in that pain - in mild to moderate quantities - is really, really hot. I still say "mild-moderate" even though I'm the first person to say I don't believe something so innately subjective as pain can be quantified, because It's what, on my scale, is mild to moderate. On someone else's scale it would probably hurt like hell, and equally I could likely name a few friends who would laugh in the face of what I currently find to be nearing my limits!

I think that covers most elements of how I identify right now within BDSM and kink, but if you want to ask any questions feel free to comment here or fire away on my Formspring (you don't need to register). Likewise, follow me on Twitter and Facebook for regular updates and more of my wittering!

NK x

Friday 13 August 2010

On ice...

When I think back to myself as an eighteen year old, only recently introduced to the world of kink by my then on-off girlfriend, one occasion really stands out in my mind.

She'd mentioned BDSM to me not long before and I was still very much in the "unsure" phase. I knew instinctively I was naturally submissive, and that I probably had a small masochistic streak, but aside from that it was all incredibly alien to me; and I felt staggeringly out of my depth just thinking about it and the possibilities.

I found myself once again, in the rock club we frequented at the time, the thumping bass pounding through my body. I saw an all-too familliar glint in her eye as an idea sprung to mind. She knocked back more of her drink, and retrieved an ice cube from her mouth.

Grasping the cube, she slipped her hand down my top and into my bra. Positioning the ice cube directly on my nipple, she warned me to leave it. Or else. I flinched, hard. My nipple stood erect, sensitive and stinging from the intense cold. I closed my eyes for a second, only opening them to see another cube being slid into my left bra cup. Oh, God.

I protested; "But, I'll get a wet bra!"
Not convinced, or at least not caring, she replied that I would just have to fucking cope.

I did. It stung. My nipples were hard the rest of the night, and I can't pretend I'm not wet thinking about it now. There's a reason this is in the freezer now. [US - available here] ;)

NK x

Thursday 12 August 2010

Wednesday 11 August 2010

Review: Cal Exotics Lil’ Teaser – Pixie


The Lil' Teaser "Pixie" vibrator is the lastest toy that I've been sent by the goregous guys and girls at California Exotics. It's a dinky toy at a little over 3 inches long, with a single speed, and is powered by one "N" battery (included - yay!).

It's easy to turn on; simply by twisting the loop at the end - which is also where the battery goes. I like the simplicity of operation the single control provides, but it does mean you have to be a little careful about tightening/loosening the cap after battery insertion.

As far as feel goes, the Lil Teaser Pixie is made of silicone, and the vibrating bullet housed inside ends roughtly where the ridge (about an inch down) is - meaning that the top inch or so of the vibe is squishy and flexible.

The soft tip of the silicone carries the strong vibrations really well, meaning that this toy excels in clitoral stimulation, and its diminuitive stature means it a good size for the task.

It works well for shallow penetration too, especially as the ridge below the "head" of the toy allows for extra stimulation, and the unusual loop at the base allowed me to try holding it in more unusual angles and positions, which I liked.

I found that I got off mostly through clitoral stimulation with the Pixie, and the squishyness of the head of the toy meant I ould apply a lot more pressure than I normally would, which worked really well.

The packaging says seamless design. In reality there are seams, but the vertical seam running along the toy isn't noticable in use at all, and it doesn't look nearly significant enough to present any cleaning difficulties.

It also claims to be waterproof. It does have the plastic o-ring which waterproof toys need, but as the seal doesn't look quite right where the silicone meets the o-ring on mine, I don't intend to shower with the Pixie anytime soon.

Something that is really appealing about the Pixie is how quiet it is, easily comparible to bullets I own, if not quieter. Combine that with the size and unintimidating feel and I'd recommend it strongly for newcomers to sex toys, and those with privacy issues.

The Lil Teaser Pixie could also make for a really great gift as yet again, Cal Exotics are rocking cringeless packaging - every time I receive a toy with packaging free of half naked women pulling make believe sex-faces, I am glad of the journey sex toy manufacturers have been on in the last few years!

All in all, a good mini vibe with minimal issues, and a comfortable, unintimidating toy!

Having searched retailers for the Pixie, I haven't yet found any UK stockists (If you're a UK retailer who sells this toy, please feel free to email me!) but you can check out all the information on the toy at Cal Exotics' own site.

If you're in the states, EdenFantasys sell the Lil Teaser Pixie - hurray!
Lil teaser pixie - Discreet vibrators - EdenFantasys

NK x

Sunday 8 August 2010

A kinky conundrum.


The last week or so has been one of discussion and contemplation in the main for me.

A few things had mounted up between R and I, and I'd been bottling my emotions and problems up. I know that's not exactly the best way to resolve, well, anything. But it doesn't mean it's any easier to just be upfront.

In the end, enough came to a head that last weekend, conversations were had. We discussed many things, one of which being our slightly misaligned sex drives (He reckons mine is higher than anyone else he's known... pfft.) - and I think we both understand one another slightly better on that front now.

Leading from that we also talked about our kinkier sides and what they mean to each of us.
In essence, our difference there is that for R, a bit of BDSM is for the bedroom, between us, and as an addition or prelude to sex. Now, for me, of course there is a sexual link in that kink and BDSM does get me hot - but it isn't necessarily a starter or a side dish... It could be the main event or at least an integral part of an activity in its own right. Getting that out on the table was positive, as it allowed us to recognise where the other was coming from.

He visited a fetish club near here years ago, before we got together. He didn't have a great time, due mostly to fairly external factors, but he also felt as though he'd explored that side of himself, and fulfilled the curiosity he'd experienced in that event. I, however, have never been to a club. I've been to a few munches now, and have kinky friends (as an aside, some of the friends I've made "on-scene" have been some of the best friends a girl could ask for, by comparison to former friends of mine), but so far my "scene experience" has been one hundred percent social.

As I mentioned earlier, we had quite extensive discussions last weekend. One of the things R raised was my need for kink, and a need he said he didn't feel he was fulfilling, or possibly could fulfill.

He brought up that he would be fine with it should I choose to engage in play with some of my kinky friends, as he knows that BDSM would be as far as it would go, and it would be strictly sex free... Which of course, it would be.

I've thought about it quite a lot since then, and I think I'm no further forward than I was a week ago. I don't know how I feel about that. I really don't. My mind keeps flip-flopping between thinking it'd be a great outlet for my kink side, and as the Mr and I discussed, take some of the perceived (from his side) pressure off him to be kinky as well as offering sex, and that I'd likely come home to him so wound up I'd tear him to shreds... to on the other side, thinking I might not be able to handle it at all and maybe I'd just feel really guilty and that, even though I may well have permission, I'd been unfaithful.

In the midst of this, in all honesty, I don't know if I feel like my kinky friends truly understand.

I'll get back to you when my head has stopped going round in circles. 

NK x