Nowadays everyone seems to love sex toys. Their popularity has certainly been on the rise over the last couple of decades.

Looking back, however, the sex toy industry was an explosion waiting to happen. Although phallic objects were historically symbolic artifacts, mainly used to deter evil spirits or grant fertility, there are indications that these devices served sexual needs as well.

Apparently, ancient Greek doctors administered pelvic massages culminating in a climax. Much later this method was used to cure so called “female hysteria.” Furthermore, it seems the Greeks were really ahead of the times with the bread dildo: organic, edible and 100% biodegradable.

Did I mention that my man kneads his own dough?

Mainstream Delight

Sex toys were not brought into the mainstream until as recently as the 1970’s. At this time they were declared sexual aids. Fast forward to the present day and a vast range of different products have become easily obtainable for self-care or to spice up a couple’s sex play.

A major reason for the accelerating demand for these products is probably the convenience of online purchasing. It’s no longer necessary to buy in person from a local sex shop, which some might consider an embarrassing prospect. Review blogs have blossomed in recent years, allowing customers an early heads-up as to which product will suit them best.

And Sex Toy Makes Three

It’s my opinion that repeated use of vibrators may, over time, desensitize the clitoris somewhat. This can lead to a scenario where climaxing without the toy of choice becomes more difficult. Of course, the obvious solution is to bring the object into play along side your partner.

I wouldn’t advise anyone to rush into littering the bedroom with all manner of unfamiliar paraphernalia. Your partner may feel threatened by the added toys, the unknown entities. The subject should be handled tactfully, to avoid self-esteem problems.

After all, one of the great things about sex with another human is the pleasure of giving. It is amazing to turn someone on and be in charge of their orgasm. I am not to sure if I’d like my man to push me away at that vital point when his body is about to submit to my attentions and grab a favorite toy to finish himself off. But I know I have done that to him on a couple of occasions.

My man has no desire to use a sex toy on himself. That is his personal choice, and he has a number of valid reasons to support his case. But being a sex blogger means toys have a tendency of turning up in the post on a regular basis. Naturally, I was bound to become intrigued, so I tentatively suggested we might experiment with them from time to time.

Occasionally I use them alone, but my man and I are a team. I wanted to get him involved, knowing we could have a lot of fun along the way. After all, it seems that testing these products is part of my job.

Control

As soon as the topic was first mentioned I made sure he knew I had no desire to try them out on him. Not only that, the power of when and how to use them would be in his hands. He liked this idea and set about checking out how the various toys operated.

He really enjoys watching my pleasure as I orgasm. Always interested in the way my body responds. But our sexual dynamic is not always about my pleasure so that’s when his imagination comes into action.

True and Blue

“Ah, I want to sleep for hours,” I muttered throwing myself face down on our bed, naked.

We had endured a very long day traveling from one side of the country to the other, finally returning home. After a nice meal and a shared bottle of wine I was extremely content and relaxed.

He sat beside me and gently began stroking my bum cheeks.

“Well, you know what will make us both sleep even better don’t you?”

Of course I knew he meant sex. It is one great way to help achieve that really deep sleep.

“Go on then. Take me – here – where I lay.” I joked but was ready for it.

“That’s what I like about you, always a willing dirty slut.”

He immediately got into the mood by pushing a finger into my warm, silky folds. Stroking and teasing, all the while intently watching my reaction. Then grabbing the lube he liberally rubbed it around my arse hole, slowly inserting a digit as I moaned and pushed back onto his hand.

Spying one of my toys from the basket next to the bed he grabbed a small bullet vibrator and switched it on low. Then angling it he gradually pushed the toy into my cunt. The pulsing worked its magic, and I began to bear down as the rhythm titivated the walls of my sex. Meanwhile he resumed massaging my arse cheeks and probing once again.

His knob nestled against my anus and feeling so unwound and relaxed I wanted more. So placing a hand against my mound to keep the vibrator in place I thrust back against his hardness. To my surprise and his pleasure, with a little wriggle of my hips, his cock slipped inside. I felt really dirty as the vibrator continued to stimulate my vagina while he slowly and deliberately fucked my arse.

We don’t have too much anal intercourse. I find it difficult to get myself into that mindset. And of course this kind of activity needs to be taken seriously and carried out with care. My man and I often talk about ways to incorporate it to our play, in agreement that we’d like to include that type of sex more frequently.

Next, proving he was in control of me and the objects he deposited a dildo in my mouth moving it back and forth.

“Really being used now, every hole taken. A rag doll being stuffed by three different cocks.”

Such a dirty thought worked on the strongest erogenous zone, my mind, and led me to achieve an extremely intense orgasm.

As I came my man pulled out and I felt a warm jet spray my back. Groaning in contentment he rubbed his mucky mess into the skin, with gasps of “yuck” from me. And as usual we ended the session laughing.

My man was happy to get onside with the toys because he could see a role for them. They would never replace my need for him, just enhance our experience.