Yesterday I finally got a chance to use my Blue Dolphin. S bought it for me a while back, but so far, I had only had the pleasure of him using it on me, which is a blog entry in itself.

If you don’t know the Blue Dolphin, it’s similar to the Rabbit. There is a shaft that goes into the pussy and a dolphin on the top that stimulates the clit. There are separate controls for each of these functions.

The shaft is the best G-spot toy I’ve ever own. It’s just the right length and it rotates at two speeds. The dolphin head has four speeds and a fifth setting that pulses.

Yesterday I decided I wanted to experiment, so I locked the front door, turned off the ring on the phone, and put the cats out of my bedroom. As I always do in my special private time, I took off all of my clothes and ran my hands over my body a few minutes, caressing my breasts and nipples to help get myself into the mood.

Then I lay back with my Blue Dolphin in hand, spread my legs, and slowly inserted the shaft. Hmm. Just the shaft alone felt really good. It’s nice and thick, covered with a soft blue plastic with a very pleasant texture. I slid it in and out a few minutes, just enjoying it as it was. I wanted to take my time with this toy, so I didn’t want to do too much too soon.

After a while, though, I was too horny not to turn it on. I switched the shaft to the lowest setting. The shaft rotated inside me, pressing against my G-spot with a regular rhythm. The pleasure was so intense that I couldn’t resist turning it up to the second level. I felt my hips start to rock with the beat of the shaft.

With all that going on, of course, my clit began to demand attention. Since I didn’t want to orgasm too soon, I put the dolphin portion on the lowest setting. Wow. No searching for the right spot. It was right there. I let myself get to the verge of orgasm repeatedly before pulling the dolphin back a little and slowing down. In my case, the longer an orgasm is delayed, the more intense it is. I’ve learned to have enough self-discipline to take my time. But not for too long.

At last I couldn’t resist any longer. I turned the dolphin up two speeds. Within seconds I had my first orgasm, followed by a second and a third, all three of them so nerve shattering that after the third I was too tired to continue.

I cleaned my lovely toy and put it away. Next time I will explore the pulse function. Soon.

Katharine Tyler Brooks.

Until I met my current lover, I had never thought much about sex toys. I had always done well enough achieving orgasm with my fingers and the thought of putting something made of plastic in my vagina wasn’t something that appealed to me.

Then I met my lover. Actually, I should say he is my dominant. If you are unfamiliar with a Dominant/submissive or D/S relationship, you should know they come in many varieties. Ours is the type where we meet and play from time to time. While S gives me support and instruction in my real life from time to time, he really only dominates me in the bedroom. During our play times, his word is law. We do use a “safe word”, a word I can call if something he is doing to me is physically or emotionally too much. The objective is for both parties to enjoy the D/S, not for one person to harm or degrade the other, at least not in our relationship.

It was during our first play session that S introduced me to my first vibrator. He had asked me, E-mail, what sex toys I owned and I had told him none. He answered back, “We’ll take care of that.” He’s a man who means what he says.

I was nervous at the beginning. It’s the nature of the submissive to want to please the dominant, but it takes time and several play sessions to really know that dominant well enough to be sure of oneself. With S, I had no idea what to expect. We had talked many times, but had never spent any time alone together. To add to my anxiety, I had no idea what he meant by a sex toy. I knew what a sex toy was, but there were so many types I couldn’t imagine what he might choose. Thinking about this added a lovely edge of anticipation to my feelings as our session began.

First, he took me by the shoulders and placed me in the corner. I could hear him taking the implements out of the bag, the sound of him unzipping his pants. Then, suddenly from behind, his hands were on me, under my blouse, under my skirt. He gripped the waistband of my panties.

“These are just in the way,” he said, and pulled them off.

In the next few minutes, or perhaps it was longer, I ended up naked. I’ve never been quite sure exactly how it happened or how long it took. S spanked me over his lap first using his hand and then a hairbrush. This may sound brutal, but to us it’s erotic, sensual.
I never received more pain than I found arousing.

Eventually I found myself tied to the bed, my legs spread wide. S went to his bag and removed something. I heard a strange buzz that made me feel uneasy yet excited me.

“Close your eyes,” S said.

I felt the vibration first on my neck, set at a low speed. He drew it over my skin slowly, letting me get the feel of is. Even at that distance from any major erogenous zones, the pulsation reverberated over my skin and deep beneath the surface. I felt myself becoming even more sexually receptive.

S moved the vibrator over my breasts, admonishing me to keep my eyes closed. He made tighter and tighter circles around my left nipple which was so stiff it felt tight and puckered. Then he moved the vibrator lightly over the tip, making me moan.

“Oh, you like that,” he said, and proceeded to do the same with the other breast and nipple.

I was deeply aroused. I instinctively began to thrust my hips upward, subconsciously looking for release for the sexual tension building in my body, but S wasn’t about to let me find any satisfaction yet. He ran the toy over my abdomen and down to my thighs, running it up and down my inner thigh tortuously, while I sighed and groaned, half wishing he would let me come soon and half wishing he would keep this up for a long, long time.

By that time I was profoundly immersed in a mental zone known as “sub space”. This is a state of mind where a submissive feels a sort of “high” that cannot really be described to those who haven’t experienced it. Some say it is caused by endorphins, but it’s more than that. A large part of it is the giving up of all mental and emotional resistance. For some it is the most sexually receptive state that can be achieved.

When the vibrator entered my vagina for the first time, I was extremely ready. The sensations rocked my entire body, sending me sailing on waves of sensual pleasure. As S moved it in and out, it was like having the best intercourse I had ever had in my life. Then S withdrew the toy and placed it against the shaft of my clitoris. I am sure I screamed when I came, but my mind isn’t consciously aware of it. I had never orgasmed so hard or so long in my life. He kept the instrument against my clit for some time, allowing me to come again and again until the tide receded and fatigue wouldn’t allow me to climax again.

As I lay exhausted, he told me to open my eyes. He held up a black and brown striped vibrator, a standard rocket shape.

“This is Bob,” he said, then added when must have looked confused “B.O.B., battery operated boyfriend.”

After we cleaned Bob, S gave it to me as a present. Vibrators have been a big part of our play ever since, whether together or alone.

Katharine Tyler Brooks

My Silver Bullet is by far my favorite sex toy. It’s the only sex toy I know of that can be used to virtually make love to yourself, foreplay and all.

First, I turn the setting on low and begin to run the bullet over my body, paying attention to erogenous zones such as the inside of my wrists, the back of my neck, creating the same arousing tingle as having been kissed with gentle butterfly kisses.

The bullet is excellent for nipple play. Once my nipples are completely rigid in anticipation, I brush my nipples with the bullet, letting it send little waves washing through my body.

Even though the Silver Bullet is meant to be used inside, I find it the best clitoral toy I own. At its most rapid speed, it is impossible to resist, yet even at that speed, it’s more gentle than my long vibrators so I can use it to make myself orgasm again and again and again with out becoming sore in that area.

It’s wonderful inside, too, making the walls of my vagina shiver. I place the cord that runs to the controls over my clit. It pulsates along with the bullet. Pressed against the G-spot with fingertips, this toy is an ecstasy not to be missed

The Silver Bullet can be even more exciting when shared with a partner. My partner uses mine to stimulate both my nipples and my clitoris. He thrusts it in and out, pressing it briefly against my G-spot until I writhe and moan. He has given me an erotic spanking with the bullet inside and turned on, stopping just short of allowing me to climax in his lap. Darn it.

Best of all, the bullet can be used for discreet but thrilling public play. I wear it under a full skirt with the control taped just above the knee when my partner and I meet in the coffee bar. While he plays at the controls, I play at hiding what is going on. This adds an edge to my arousal that has sometimes made it difficult for me to walk to the car when he and I decide to leave and take our pleasures to a not-so-public place.

If you haven’t tried the Silver Bullet, I urge you to. It’s the most versatile sex toy I own. If I could keep only one toy for the rest of my life, my Silver Bullet would be it.

Katharine Tyler Brooks