Floor wank.

Njoy Purewand in review

I have a fascination with shiny things.  I love orgasms.  I require heavy toys to get off.  I am learning how to ejaculate.  I like hearing my own wetness.

And the Njoy Purewand satisfies all the above.

It is 680grams of cold, hard steel to love.  And I mean ‘love’ in a very literal sense.  From curve to curve the wand is 8inches long with a smaller orb at one end and a larger orb at the other.  The small end is 25mm and the larger 38mm.

The fact that the wand is made of steel means that when you take it out of it’s beautiful, treasure chest like box (pink satin lined no less!) it is quite cool to the touch.  So if you feel like exploring that particular sense no pre-refrigeration is required.

However if you want the wand at body temperature or warmer, running the wand under hot water will work a treat.  Although my personal way of warming this toy is to put it under my butt or in between my thighs in bed, whilst I read something exciting til the wand is the same temperature as me.

Both the small end and large end are useful vaginally, but the small end is also particularly nice anally, I imagine the large end may suit some anally also, but I am unable to use it thus at this point in time.  The large end can also be used to rub over your clitorus before penetration.

This toy is entirely smooth so you will require very little, if any, lubricant.

Whether you’re using the large or small end, the curved nature of the wand means that once it’s inside you the orb rubs over your g-spot and the solid and heavy design means the pressure is firm and consistent.  This is a good thing, a very very good thing.

Whether you’re able to orgasm from g-spot/penetration alone or require a combination of clitoral stimulation too, this toy is brilliant.  As someone that is seldom able to orgasm from penetration alone the Purewand has helped me immensely to teach my body how to extend its capacity for orgasm.  Whilst using the wand I can easily stimulate my clitoris manually and use the Njoy at the same time.

Thus my body is learning the feeling of a g-spot orgasm and there have now been a handful of times I have felt as though I was actually going to ejaculate.  Sadly I have as yet been unable to achieve gush status, but there have been many explosive orgasms to make up for that.

It’s a great toy to use by yourself, it’s a great toy to use with a partner and has a versatility I’ve as yet to find in other devices.  In my opinion it puts to shame any other acrylic, silicone or ‘steel’ toy I’ve used before.

The Njoy purewand is remarkably easy to clean.  Also the product material means it’s a toy for life, rather than when the motor burns out or you accidentally use silicone lube on it!

In short: I thoroughly enjoy my Njoy.

Boobs + beach = win.

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I fucking *love* this blog.  Please go have a read, it’s just phenomenal.  Send them your 25 things, it’s an incredibly freeing experience and one I’d personally recommend.

Posted below is my favourite 25 things, insofar, for the month of February:

1. First off, I’m not confused. I confuse people. I confuse them to no end, and that really grates on some of their nerves. Still doesn’t make me confused.

2. I give different answers to “What’s your orientation?” depending on who’s asking. I tell average laypeople I’m bi, because they probably don’t know what a pansexual is. I tell bigots that I’m gay, because it annoys them more. I tell people who know what “pansexual” means that I’m pansexual.

3. I would say that I find more people attractive than average, but develop crushes on fewer than average.

4. Sadly, a high percentage of these crushes are on people I have less than a 0% chance of ever sleeping with, on account of their being fictional characters and all.

5. Doesn’t stop me from fantasizing, though…

6. I’ve had two relationships, unless you count elementary school pairings. In which case, three.

7. I’ve had people of every major orientation/gender identity mix hit on and/or develop crushes on me. Bi girls, couple straight girls, a couple lesbians… several gay guys, couple bi ones… and even the occasional otherwise straight guy. Great for the ego, I tell you.

8. I find intelligence sexy.

9. I believe that gender is in the brain, sex is between the legs, and that gender overrides sex. I know for a fact that there are many people who disagree with this. These people are welcome to not sleep with me.

10. I dislike giant silicone boobs. They intimidate me. They’re like henchmen… they don’t say anything. They just sit there, ominously. If they had arms, you can bet the mortgage they’d be crossed intimidatingly.

11. On the flip side, naturally giant boobs are fine. The chances of them spontaneously exploding silicone are much lower, and there’s more of a chance that the person attached to them doesn’t otherwise look anorexic.

12. I’ve never had sex with a transperson. I’d like to try, but not in that creepy “The only reason I’m dating you is because you have boobs and a dick” kind of way.

13. Something about social dancing freaks the living Hell out of me. I’ve even devised a system to avoid dancing at parties. (It’s quite simple. You hang onto the same handful of chips for about half an hour, and if people tell you to go dance, you say “Can’t, I’m eating”, waving the chips around for emphasis.)

14. I’m terrible at realizing when people have crushes on me. I mean, just terrible. I just always assume people are being friendly. Took me two weeks to realize my now-boyfriend was, in fact, hitting on me.

15. I would never have the guts to be a stripper. I’d be the world’s most awkward stripper. I imagine I’d end up staring at my feet as I took everything off in a meticulous and orderly fashion, after which I’d gather my clothes and briskly walk offstage. I’d be lucky to make enough money to cover parking.

16. I’m not a huge fan of phone sex. To me, it just sounds like awkward questions about clothing, then some descriptions of masturbation, someone breathing heavily into a phone, and then most likely falling asleep at the other end.

17. Despite reading heavily on the subject (like any other teenager with Google), I’ve only had what would qualify as “oral sex” with two people, one who could really have showered more often, and one whom I’m dating.

18. I’m not in any way turned on by exhibitionism on my part. Maybe if I had a regular (non-trans) body, it’d be different. But not with this body.

19. I could only get into role-playing scenarios during actual bedtime activities. Permanent inequality (ie, a slave/Master relationship, etc.) holds no appeal for me.

20. I think one of the most important things to remember is that there is a huge difference between love and sex. Not that both aren’t nice in their own ways, and hey, if they coincide, awesome. But they’re still separate.

21. I wouldn’t mind trying sex with a woman at some point. It’d be interesting.

22. I often have trouble deciding whether my approach to sex (as a topic) is more “academic” or “hippy.” I often then try to imagine how many other people think this about themselves. I’m guessing a couple thousand, tops.

23. I find the word “coitus” highly unattractive. I mean, way to take a reasonably fun act and give it a moniker best suited to some kind of semi-edible shrimp-based stew. Good job, science.

24. I’m game for a lot of things, but excrement, knife play, gun play, and any type of asphyxiation where there’s a chance something could go horribly awry are all out, as is anything involving animals or people incapable of consent.

25. I find porn videos with scared-looking participants a turnoff. It’s not that I’m against roleplay, au contraire. It’s that scared-looking porn stars just remind me of how many porn stars have been sexually abused, and once you start thinking about that, it pretty much kills it.

Date night rules!

I arranged to meet my man at his place around 7pm, so I dashed home after work and ditched my clothes, packed up a bag of stuff and donned a pretty frock.

We went out to a see Avatar in the ‘directors suite’ at the cinema.  This meant not only big comfy reclining couches, but also having drinks served to us throughout the film.  I was absolutely captivated by the movie, although it made me cry an awful lot.  We held hands between our couches pretty much the whole time…  It was so lovely to just get some one on one time, to do something enjoyable together and be spoiled a little.

There was lots of cuddles, hand holding and just physical closeness throughout the night.  It was all so perfect.  The movie finished close to midnight so we came home and crawled into bed, shed our clothes and made out naked under the covers.  There was lots of heavy breathing, eye contact and ‘I love you’s going on…

Typing that out it sounds so much less than what it was.  But yeah, we were both feeling it and each other a whoooooole lot.

We started grinding and touching, which culminated in this lovely, long and drawn out mutual masturbation session.  Part way through we decided we didn’t want to have sex per se, we just wanted to keep doing what we were doing.  He told me he wanted to orgasm with me.

Every guy I’ve ever been with has really balked at the task of manually making me orgasm (either digitally or orally).  I acknowledge it’s kinda hard, I have a small clitoris and it moves around a lot, I also will have to give you some verbal direction if you want to make me come.  But, seriously, I can count on 1 hand the amount of times anyone has gone to the effort.  I’ve fucked and fooled around with a lot of people too…

But my guy totally stuck with it, with vigor too.  He was on the edge of an orgasm for at least half the time we were masturbating each other.  He made me hold back from making him orgasm because he was adamant he wanted to come with me.  He actually ended up requiring very minimal direction and when I did need to tell him to move a little left etc, he was precise and accurate and just fucking awesome.

I knew he was going to stick with me until I dropped over the edge into orgasm, so I could relax, let go and really really enjoy the sensation of his fingers rubbing over my clit and his mouth on my nipple.  To say I lost myself would be a total understatement…

When I did orgasm it was oh so very very intense, a full body rolling wave of pleasure and contractions that seemed to go for a wonderfully long time.  I made him come with me and spilled him all over my tummy.

We lay holding one another in our after glow for sometime afterwards.

I could have cried, I felt so happy and loved and in love.

This is the first time we’ve done this together and discussing it over the weekend, between ourselves it most certainly won’t be the last.  I feel so close to him for this experience and we both enjoyed it so much.  I am truly blessed with a wonderful, giving and sharing partner.  I feel like we have barely scraped the surface of what we are going to experience together and talking over the weekend of everything we want to do together, sexually or not, has filled me with so much happiness.

Going to a new house by myself was the best hard decision I’ve had to make.

I am so very excited.  Bring on the sexy times.