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Visiting the Orgasm Glass January 30, 2011

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Since we are almost at the end of the month, I decided to do an inventory of the coins in the orgasm glass. Ninety-three cents in all, distributed as follows:

  • Two quarters (those were Ab’s birthday orgasms)
  • One dime
  • Five nickels
  • Eight pennies

A total of fourteen orgasms for me in thirty days which works out (roughly) to one every other day. Actually, we tend to go in spurts—three days in a row, perhaps, with a break of two days, then two in a row. More or less although these days it’s definitely more for me. 🙂

Because I like things neat and tidy, it would be nice to get to an even 100 cents (one dollar) by the end of the month. There are 36 hours left until February 1st. Since we both have to work tomorrow, the possibility of 7 penny orgasms between now and then is pretty remote. But two for a nickel each might be doable, or a nickel and two pennies. We could shoot for a dime but as you can see from the numbers above, those are rare.

I wonder how many quarters will be in the glass at the end of February? 😉

Observant readers might have noticed that I added a flag counter to the blog on Friday. WordPress gives statistics about pageviews and referring sources, but nothing about where visitors come from and I was curious about that. I discovered Flag Counter, signed up for an account and voilà! It’s a little amazing just how international my audience is. It took just 36 hours to log a visitor from all 50 US states and the District of Columbia. In addition to the US, I have visitors from 44 other countries. US visitors are the most frequent (not surprising) followed by the United Kingdom, Canada, Germany, the Netherlands, Australia, Italy, France, Sweden, and New Zealand rounding out the top ten.

To everyone reading this, no matter where you are from: Welcome and thanks for dropping by. I appreciate your interest in my thoughts and thank you for taking the time to read and comment.

Hugs to all,


Give Ab the PlAin Facts! January 28, 2011

Posted by Dev in Opinions.

Tallestrina's fairly recent PA

I have mentioned to Ab, off and on over the years, the idea of getting a PA (Prince Albert) piercing. At first his response was always, “No! NO! Absolutely not!” but in recent months he has moved more towards of look of anxiety with less vehement protestations. Last night I brought it up again (yes, I am persistent). He paused for a minute and then said, “Is that it, then? You never want me to have an erection again? You never want to have intercourse?” I was surprised at his mis-perception. “A PA doesn’t affect either of those things,” I replied. “In fact, I’ve heard that for a lot of women, it can improve intercourse. A new sensation…”

“And peeing?” he asked. “Doesn’t it affect that?”

“In what way?” I replied.

“I’d have to sit down, I’ve heard.”

“Well, aren’t you sitting down now?”

mikecb's PA -- slightly deeper than many

He still looked dubious so I suggested that I’d throw the question out here to my readers since all of my knowledge is second- and third hand. Pierced guys, what are your experiences, both pro and con? Would you do it again? If not, why not? If yes, why? If you are inclined to add your age and how long you’ve had your piercing, that would be helpful, too.

I should note that Ab hasn’t had entirely successful experiences with piercings. He got his left nipple pierced on my 50th birthday. Then he got a second piercing in that same nipple. The guy did it crooked and it never healed properly, so in between looking lousy and being painful, Ab took it out. Then he got his right nipple done—which also never healed properly. After a painful year, he took that one out, too. As he’s 2 for 3 in negative piercing experiences, I can understand why he might be a little gun shy on the idea of a PA.

My one concern is how it would fit with his Watchful Mistress. That’s already a snug fit so the idea of trying to fit one more thing in there—is that realistic? If folks recall, we don’t have the JailBird anymore which was 1/4″ longer.

So…have at it, guys. Ab reads the blog so I know he’ll be looking forward to your comments.

NB: I borrowed the pictures from Tallestrina’s blog, A Different Flavour and mikecb’s Chastity Journey. Thanks, guys, for these real-life illustrations!

SWOT Analysis: Chastity January 26, 2011

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I know many people discover this blog as they search for information on chastity, trying to decide if they want to incorporate chastity into their relationship/marriage. As part of that learning process, people naturally consider the pros and cons. This got me thinking somewhat strategically about chastity and I decided brainstorm a SWOT analysis. SWOT: strengths, weaknesses, opportunities, and threats. Traditionally, SWOT focuses on internal (strengths, weaknesses) and external (opportunities, threats) factors. I have decided to operationalize the internal factors (S,W) as the immediate, short-term effects of chastity while the external factors are the longer-term, larger repercussions of chastity on the relationship.

Typically, a SWOT analysis is conducted with a group of people brainstorming in a room. Since I am brainstorming by myself, I definitely welcome comments and suggestions: items that I have missed, which I will add to the lists and items that might be mis-categorized.

For me, the process of thinking this through has been a fun exercise. I hope it is helpful to others!

Strategic Objective: To determine whether to become a chaste couple.


The most immediate and short-term effects that couples report from chastity are:

  • Increased intimacy
  • Improved communication
  • Enhanced sex life

Other benefits include:

  • For the man: feeling horny and sexually aroused, especially if he is wearing a device.
  • For the keyholder: feelings of power and control which can be enjoyable.
  • There is an increasing community of chastity enthusiasts on the Internet, thus an opportunity to make new friends.
  • Reading about chastity is an opportunity to broaden your horizons and learn something new.


  • For couples who choose not to use the honor system, chastity requires purchase of a device which can cost, at a minimum, $150
  • For many (most?) men, wearing a device requires an adjustment/break-in period, which may be uncomfortable.
  • Behavior changes, ie, sitting down to urinate, decreased masturbation; these may not be acceptable to some.
  • Keyholder may perceive chastity as “work” or something else to do/be responsible for.
  • Learning curve requires an investment of time and effort.


  • Couples who engage in chastity report improvements in their relationship that are so profound that they do not want to “go back” to the old way of doing things. Even if they choose to stop using a device, they want to continue the positive benefits of increased intimacy, improved communication, and enhanced sex life.
  • Chastity provides a mechanism for couples to explore deeper needs, desires, and fantasies (“gateway kink” as coined by Tom Allen).


  • Chastity is not a panacea; for couples with a relationship that is fundamentally not healthy at the core, chastity is not going to fix it.
  • Chastity is a change and for many people, change in and of itself is threatening.
  • Chastity may be perceived as very kinky, weird, or “way out there”; those who are not sexually adventurous may have no interest in chastity as an activity or more broadly, lifestyle.
  • If chastity is a long-held desire by the initiator (often the man), bringing it up is a risk, especially if the other partner is not interested and in fact, may be repulsed by the idea.

When You Are Struggling With Denial January 25, 2011

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This is for the ladies. When you are struggling with denial, have an “Ah-ha!” moment like I did this morning.

I have mentioned before that Ab used to wake up and masturbate next to me while I pretended to be asleep. How often did this happen? He says it was much less frequent than what I remember. Certainly not daily and maybe as rare as every week or two. Then he had his solo sessions in front of his computer, which were also on an “as needed” basis.

Compare that to now. He wakes up at 4 am. He turns into me, I shift position and he latches onto my breast. Oh, God how we both love suckling! That sets the mood, brings us slowly to consciousness. I reach for his cock, feeling the metal of his Watchful Mistress that is warm from a night of sleeping. I squeeze and caress, feeling the thickening and engorging in his scrotum. His hand drifts to my pussy and begins to play. How long does this go on? It depends on our mood, how early it is, and what the day ahead holds for us. Some days we both get edged and leave it there. But most days, the Hitachi comes out and I start my day with a lovely orgasm.

How often does this happen? At least three or four times a week.

Now, ask yourself: what would any red-blooded, living, breathing, sentient male prefer? A solo masturbation session maybe once or twice a week culminating in a spurt, or making love to a warm, soft, sensuous woman three for four times a week with orgasm denied? I think (correct me if I’m wrong, guys) that the latter is definitely more appealing.

Ladies, every time you struggle with orgasm denial, remember this.

And, remember this text message that I just received:

When I give you an orgasm in the morning, I end up horny all day.

Ah. Bliss!

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I passed a milestone yesterday: 100,000 pageviews of the blog! And today is my five month anniversary—I posted my first post on August 25, 2010. I am remembering the hot weather and sitting on my porch with the computer. Now it is cold (very cold) and snowy. But, five months from now it will be summer, warm, I’ll be on the porch and I suspect—we’ll still be chaste. “Ain’t no reins on this one,” as Ennis Del Mar has famously said. 🙂

Thanks to everyone who supports the blog by reading, commenting, and subscribing. I am so glad you are interested in the journey that Ab and I am on and I thank you for your gift of time and trust.

Hugs to all,


Update and Sad News January 23, 2011

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After a little bit of a hiatus, Shane67 is back. He has renamed his blog. It was formerly known as Slouching Towards Chastity and is now A Thousand Kisses Deep. The new name, as he says, gives him the opportunity to “flail at a wider range of topics.” I have updated my blogroll to reflect the change. I have a soft spot in my heart for Shane ever since he dubbed me “a prolific sex blogger.” LOL. His absence has reminded me of the movie Shane and Joey at the end, “Shane! Come back!” Well, our Shane did (the movie Shane didn’t). Glad to have you back in the saddle, cowboy.

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We’re in a little bit of shock here in the Devoted Lover household. A member of my extended family—my sister’s father-in-law, to be exact—died very unexpectedly and suddenly on Friday. He had gone into a convenience store to buy a bottle of wine to have with dinner and had a stroke in the shop—while his wife was sitting in the car outside waiting for him. I can’t imagine what she thought—waiting patiently and all of a sudden there are police cars and an ambulance pulling into the parking lot. This would be my worst nightmare.

Although I do tell Ab everyday that I love him, this is a dramatic reminder of why we need to hold those we love very close. We never know what life is going to throw our way and unfortunately, it’s not always good. So in between the kinky games and sexy fun, remember what life and marriage are all about: love. For those out there reading this, please take a minute to tell your wife/husband/lover/partner/children/parents/siblings/whomever how much you love them and why they are important in your life. And then do it the next day, and the next…

Hugs to all,


Early Porn Memories January 21, 2011

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Not from the Sears Catalog, but a hunky guy in undies, nonetheless!

Over on the Chastity Forum, mikecb posted a link to an article from CNN which sparked an interesting discussion about porn and masturbation. I particularly liked this comment from Red:

Back when I was in my teens, the only way to get porn was to go into a shop and buy it – either that, or mail order. Both ways involved some effort and potential embarrassment, and of course cost money.

That may be true, but for those of us who realized we liked looking at pictures of half-nekkid men and women well before our teens—we weren’t in any position to go into a shop and buy porn because: a) we were too young; b) we didn’t know where the shops were (and had no way to get there even if we did); and c) we didn’t have any money. So what was an eight year old perv to do? Turn to the Sears Catalog, of course!

The Sears Catalog arrived at our house three times a year: spring/summer, fall/winter and the Christmas Catalog, dubbed the Wish Book in 1968. You could buy just about anything from the catalog, ranging from adding machines to xylophones. Many pages were devoted to men’s and women’s underwear, fueling early fantasies in our fevered brains.

Classic, from the 1966 Christmas Catalog

I remember looking at both the pictures of men and women—maybe the women had a slight edge. All those foundation garments and girdles and bras—I didn’t know hot or sexy but they certainly caused a stirring in my mind. The men I remember being more bland and posed. A possible reason? I came across this tidbit from a former Sears underwear model:

There is a reason that the male models in the print ads appear to be eunuchs. All male underwear models were required to wear dance belts under the briefs or shorts being modeled. When worn, this impossibly snug garment obscured any bulge the model possessed. It was very uncomfortable, and it rigidly controlled the genitalia. The photographers were instructed that not a “dimple was to be seen.”

Apparently there was a scandal in 1975 where something was peeking out of a pair of boxer shorts. The head of the guy’s penis or a blemish? Conclusions are inconclusive although Sears denies that it is a penis. A spokesperson says it is “a blemish introduced during the reproduction process.” I wasn’t aware of this until today—by 1975 my Sears underwear gazing days were long over. But clearly, I was not the only person out there carefully scrutinizing the underwear ads. The picture above is from the 1971 catalog which was also a little past my prime—I had a boyfriend by then. The real thing was so much better—although he never wore any goldenrod matched sets. ‘Tis a pity.

What fun!

Another book I furtively studied for hours was entitled The Importance of Wearing Clothes by Lawrence Langner. It had a chapter—complete with pictures—on nudism. Oh, how I loved to look at those happy people frolicking in the woods and fields! When Ab and I started discussing naturism (nudism) I realized this was a very long-held fantasy for me. Chastity popped into my head overnight, but naturism went back decades. It was a dream that was finally realized in 1998. What a great day that was!

As for porn movies, I have a memory of going to see Deep Throat at the theater with my boyfriend although details are fuzzy. Reading up on the film, I see that it came out in 1972, which would have been my senior year in high school. He was away at college so maybe we went together when he was home on break? Thanksgiving or Christmas? Either way, it obviously didn’t make much of an impact.

The one movie I do remember clearly is The Story of O which came out in 1975. I went to see it on a date with some guy I met at a frat party—I have absolutely no memory of his name. He invited me to “the movies” not specifying what we’d see. On one hand I remember being entranced by the movie: whips, chains, the scene near the end with O at the ball, naked except for her mask—it was unbelievably erotic. On the other hand I was royally pissed at my date, springing this on me without warning! Clearly his ulterior motive was to get me completely turned on and then seduce me. It didn’t work, though, because there was something about him that just didn’t click for me. He was very angry and that was—wisely, I realize, thinking back—the end of that romance.

A few years later I found a copy of the book on the shelf at a friend’s house. I read it in one afternoon, furtively, I suspect because I still harbored the thought that “good girls don’t read stuff like this.”

And maybe that is an advantage of the Internet as “the great porn equalizer.” By making porn as common as grass, we’ve realized that it is a pretty universal activity for men and women to look at and enjoy porn. I’ve realized I like erotic stories and pictures of men (probably not all that porny, as things go, but they fuel my imagination). Ab tends to like stories, too. But having so much available at our fingertips…some days I long for the simplicity of shapely derrières in the Sears catalog.

From the Mailbag: VII January 20, 2011

Posted by Dev in Correspondence, Devices.
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I received a nice email from Wilson—folks might remember his name, he’s the guy who won the Humbler in my limerick contest. He had a comment for my I am Addicted to Faking Orgasms post but for some strange reason, he couldn’t post it. I checked and comments are allowed so who knows what the glitch is. Anyway, rather than posting the comment on the post itself (which is several months old at this point) I thought I’d share it here because it was interesting. Without further ado:


I got here from your Birthday Wrap-Up post, so I’m a little late to the party, but isn’t that a great thing about blogs: the party is still going on!

Anyway, I have a couple of thoughts about this post:

First, regarding orgasm ability and the variation thereof among women:

I highly recommend the book Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex by Mary Roach.

At the start of one chapter, she recounts a fascinating story of how Princess Marie Bonaparte (great grand-niece of Napoleon) had trouble orgasming.  She suspected the problem (or part of it) stemmed from the fact that her clitoris was three inches from her vaginal opening.

However, rather than just superstitiously going ahead and believing that, she tried to find out scientifically: she measured the clit-to-vagina distance of many (hundreds of?) women and compared that to their ability to orgasm through intercourse (and perhaps other ways – my memory is hazy).

I realize you’ve come (or are coming) to grips with your own situation in this regard, and I think that’s fabulous.  I think you might still enjoy that story (and the rest of the book).  There’s another good part, in which the author convinces her husband to have sex with her in a big scanner for some sex researchers.

Secondly, regarding The Joy of Sex:

Wow, did that cover bring back some memories!  My parents had that book—my dad probably bought it—and from that (and his collection of issues of Penthouse Variations*), I had a pretty good—and very liberal!—sex education, despite the efforts of the public school system to give me a bad one**.

One of the best things about The Joy of Sex, in my opinion—and I know this isn’t to everyone’s taste—is that in the (many!) illustrations, the woman is drawn unshaved … all over!  Okay, I don’t think the artist drew leg hair, but both her pussy and armpits are magnificently bushy.

It’s bad enough that US women have been shaving their armpits for almost a century (spurred on, I once read, by some product advertisement that, even then, managed to make women feel self-conscious about their natural bodies!), but the recent trend to have clean-shaven pudenda everywhere drives me to despair!  (And don’t even get me started on the whole idea of labiaplasty!)

* This was back in the 80s, then that magazine hadn’t yet been watered down and could still be a big turn-on.

** And, to be truthful, despite my father’s efforts to hide his porn collection. 😉


Thank you, Wilson! At one point, I had the sample for Bonk on my Kindle but somehow it got deleted. I am going to get it again and likely read it—I’ve heard about that book for awhile and it sounds like the type of thing I like. I really enjoyed Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by the same author.

As for the clean shaven versus hairy look: well, we’ll just have to agree to disagree on that one. 🙂

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The SaSi arrived yesterday. My preliminary review: slightly disappointed. Maybe I have dulled my nerves endings with my use of the Hitachi over the years, but the SaSi just didn’t seem to have much oomph. We’ll keep trying, of course—persistence is a key word here in the Devoted Lover Research Labs. Maybe I just haven’t figured out the right way to hold it, or something.  I’ll report back after more extensive testing.


After Birthday Wrap-Up January 19, 2011

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I meant to write this yesterday but life got in the way. Funny how that happens.

First off, a very gracious THANK YOU from Ab for all the birthday greetings that were posted on the blog. He appreciated everyone’s kind words and well wishes. I suggested to him that perhaps he should log on and thank everyone himself, but he demurred, pointing out that I am the writer in the family. Okay, fair enough.

(As an aside, it got me thinking about our slave game. If he really was a slave, then I wouldn’t have asked him to post, I would have demanded. If he had the temerity to refuse, then I would have had to discipline him for his disobedience and I still would have insisted that he write the message. And on and on…thank God that’s not the way we are playing!)

Second, if anyone is curious, his birthday dinner ended up being filet of sole almondine with boiled new potatoes, peas, and a baguette. Yum! I had a laugh at the fish market: the sole was described as being “wild, North Atlantic…” I pictured a bunch of wild, kinky soles and flounders bogeying down in the depths of the cold North Atlantic. LOL.

Ab had a 24 hour birthday vacation from his Watchful Mistress. Yesterday, a quarter went into the orgasm glass. Yes, just a quarter—no penny, nickel, or dime for me. Early in the morning (our favorite time) we had very traditional intercourse, which was nicely orgasmic for Ab but not particularly arousing for me. He tried to finish off the job with the Hitachi but I just wasn’t that wound up—then the dog started agitating to go out. So that was that. Thinking about it afterwards, I think another piece of the puzzle was that Ab was satisfied so getting me off was sort of secondary. I am not saying this as a criticism, just an observation—but it is very interesting to me how our dynamic has changed over the past six months. Changed for the better, I might add. The other thing that happened was that I very consciously would not let myself fake an orgasm. That’s another decision I made a few months ago: no more faking for this former faking orgasms addict. It hasn’t really been a problem but Tuesday morning, the urge to fake came on strong but I wouldn’t let myself. I felt really good about not faking which is probably why I am okay that just a quarter went into the glass and nothing for me. I know I have plenty of coins coming up.

All in all, a successful birthday and successful presents. Ab has been wearing his collar continuously since Friday, even in the shower, which is a surprise to me. In fact, he was wearing it when he stopped by to see my mother the other day and told her it was a birthday present. So, when I said he’d never wear it in front of her, I was wrong! She thought it was very attractive. She also thinks the comfy kilt is a great idea and complimented me on my ingenuity for gifts this year.

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Milestone: I realized that Sunday, January 16 was our five month chastity anniversary. Only five months? It seems so much longer! In that time, Ab has had six orgasms: two in October, one in November, one in December, and two in January. The Watchful Mistress is back on until—? Who knows. All I can say is, when the time is right, he’ll be released.

Happy Birthday to Ab! January 17, 2011

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Thirty cents went into the orgasm glass this morning—a nickel and a quarter. Regular readers might remember that the nickel is a really good orgasm for me and a quarter is an orgasm for Ab. Yes, that’s right. He started his birthday with the Watchful Mistress off and Little Ab rejoicing. He came on my chest and then licked me clean. It was nice to have that sticky semen feel—the smell, too. It’s been awhile.

Ab went off to work without his Watchful Mistress on, but strict instructions for no unauthorized touching or playing with himself. Just because it’s his birthday doesn’t mean all rules are set aside for the day! Besides, I want him to build up some horniness for tonight. Coming on my chest is good, but I think we both are in the mood for a good old fashioned fucking. That’s something to look forward to all day. 🙂

In the presents department, I have been working on being creative this year. First was his eternity collar which I gave him a few days early. He’s been wearing it steadily since he got home from work on Friday. I have to say, when he’s standing nude in front of me, with his collar at his neck and his cock in the Watchful Mistress, it’s very hot. I tell him I like him dressed in metal.

I also got him a Red Stewart “comfy Sport Kilt.” If folks remember, I had been thinking about a Utilikilt. The poll for that was positive with 41% (n = 38/92) saying yes, I should get one. Trouble was, it was a bit pricey ($215) for something that might turn out to be a joke gift. I did search on ebay and found a few previously loved Utilikilts but the bidding on those always ended up way beyond my limit of $100. So, what to do? Then I received a nice email from a reader who suggested I check out Sport Kilts. Thanks for the tip! I decided to start simple with a flannel comfy kilt which is designed to be worn around the house. It looks great on Ab and fits him well. He got a funny little smile. “I’ve never had a skirt before,” he said. “Well now you do,” I replied.

I’ve alluded to this before and mentioned it in the comments—Ab does have a bit of a cross-dressing fetish. The thing is, he’s never really wanted particularly feminine clothing. It’s more the feel of the fabric, such as his silky thongs. Now he’ll get to experience the freedom a kilt offers.  He also likes corsets, which I haven’t mentioned before, but now that I’ve discovered Aarkey likes them as much as us, I guess it’s time to go public. I’ve ordered one for myself, so I can play along, too. Why should he get to have all the fun? For anyone who’d like to read some corset erotica, I can highly recommend Secrets, Skin, and Leather by Sean Michael. Very, very hot. I read it in one fell swoop and couldn’t get it out of my mind for days after reading it the first time—which meant I had to re-read it a few more times. And a few more after that. Yes, it’s a favorite. The link above goes to the print version at Amazon. You can also get it as an ebook in various formats from All Romance. Treat yourself to a little steamy sex on a cold winter day. 😉

Ab also got a pre-birthday spanking using the batten that he made with his very own hands! I hadn’t quite figured out the best way to use it before, but now I have. It’s long so I discovered it’s best if I hold it lengthwise, from above, rather than sideways, which would be the more typical arrangement. So, the batten position has been created (and christened!): I’m on the edge of the bed with Ab kneeling on all fours in front of me. I let him put his nose close to my pussy to really drive him wild. Then I brought the batten down to his bottom. Smack, smack, smack! From that angle, the thing works great and his ass was nice and red—really red—within minutes. He was begging for me to stop but I didn’t think he really wanted that, so I didn’t. I am hoping he is feeling the after effects today. 😉

That’s the start of his birthday. I told him I’d cook dinner but I haven’t decided what to make. Veal with lemon and capers, perhaps, and a nice white wine. And for dessert? Dev’s pussy, of course!

The last part of my present is this blog post and a great big public hug: {{{Happy Birthday to my beloved husband!}}}

Please leave him birthday greetings in the comments. I know he’ll be thrilled.

No See the SaSi January 15, 2011

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My big Christmas present was supposed to be a SaSi programmable vibrator. Ab had ordered it in plenty of time but unfortunately, it was out of stock and didn’t make it in time for a December 25th delivery. The projected ship date was January 10th, then January 15th. Now we’ve just gotten an email that it continues to be back-ordered for several more weeks. They aren’t even giving us an anticipated ship date this time. 😦

This is a disappointment because this thing sounds fabulous. From the description at the Blowfish website:

Quite possibly this reviewer’s new favorite toy of all time, the SaSi Programmable Vibrator is the next generation of sex toys. Shaped like any discreet, somewhat egg-shaped clit vibe, the SaSi is more than just a vibrator. A small nub on the bottom of the toy pokes up under a soft silicone sheath. Turn it on and this nub starts moving — in semi-circles, up-and-down, in circles, in swoops. Pressed against your clit, it feels remarkably like someone else has a gentle-but-firm finger down your panties, fingering you in a myriad of wonderful ways. Each movement lasts only a short while, but if you like what its doing, you can hit the middle button to tell it “Don’t stop!” and it will obey like a real lover (well, like a real, obedient lover). Best of all, the SaSi learns what you like when you do this, making it better and better able to get you off.

Can’t get off from rubbing alone? No worries, it’s also a vibrator, and you can control how hard it vibes by pressing up or down. Or you can choose not to have vibrations at all. But the additional vibrations make it feel like there’s a vibrating finger down your panties, which adds just enough oomph! to make this toy unlike anything you’ve ever experienced.

Does anyone out there have one of these? Does it live up to the hype? We’re trying to decide if we should cancel the order and try to buy it somewhere else or just wait patiently for it to show up. Ab is leaning towards the latter because he does like doing business with Blowfish. Maybe it will be here for Valentine’s Day…