Beauty

Last night was delicious. After browsing around EdenFantasies as usual and making two purchases, my beloved and I found ourselves a bit in the mood. Flirtations were cast back and forth and I waited for things to idle a bit before heading into the bathroom to draw a bath. Making use of the adorable bath set my beloved has, soon the tub was full of pale pink bubbles and soothing salts, with red candles flickering nearby. I put the laptop near with a movie loaded and brought her in. We relaxed in the hot bath and watched the movie, cuddling a bit and enjoying each others' company. Afterward we dried off and she donned her fuzzy bathrobe and sat on the floor against a wall with her laptop.

I sat on the bed and watched her. She was so beautiful. So elegant looking and fresh, sitting there in her little corner. I couldn't stand not touching her. Retrieving some delicious smelling caramel lotion, I brought her to me on the bed, had her get naked and laid her down. Sensual music playing in the background, I gave her a full body massage with the lotion and admired her soft skin and gorgeous contours. Every inch so perfect, as if designed for me. Not a day goes by that I don't find myself in awe of her beauty. Physical, mental, spiritual. She is truly my beloved.

After the rub down we cuddled and I ran my fingers along her, exploring her heat, enjoying her moisture. Smooth and silky, utterly flawless. I know what she wants, but I won't give it to her. Even though I find myself pushing the threshold of my own restraint, plans must be kept and orderly.

I want to tease and torment her. I want her to be needy, and wanton, and aching for satisfaction. I've a day planned in the very near future and the build-up must not be interrupted, after all.

She made a delicious dinner and we ate, cuddled a bit more, and talked. Finally we fell asleep beneath the soft plushness of the blanket. It was a wonderful night.

Getting Butterflies over the Butterfly

I've not had a whole lot of luck in the past with using vibrators in the bedroom. They have a habit of being overpoweringly nerve-killing numbing, or buzz boringly. Indeed, I've even had the misfortune of breaking some expensive toys by means I still can't figure out. Nothing like plastic cracking against one's most sensitive areas and all but slicing the skin, right?

Still there? I know, I cringed too, and I'm the one writing this.

Suffice to say I've had horror with the things. I vowed them off, declaring they would never again find their way into my hands. But the fact is, time changes and with it products become more innovated and inventive, and I was both shocked and delighted to happen across this little guy:


The Vibro-Wing!
It's a bug. A buzzing butterfly bug, made of jelly and complete with straps.
Oh God. Straps. The bondage-loving bastard that I am cannot resist, and so my eyes tore themselves from the delightful looking contraption to drag fearfully over to the price.
What. What's this?
Only $21.99?

I was stricken, staring stupidly at the screen with coffee in hand and nearly spilled. Surely this must be a cruddy piece then! Certainly, whyever else would it be so cheap? Ahah! Like the sleuth that I was, I dashed (or rather clicked) my way to the reviews, fully intent on finding chagrined owners with dismay written all over the page.
But no, I instead find pleasant reviews, with happily satisfied customers.

And so I bowed my head, admitted defeat, and purchased the Vibro Wings. I now await its arrival with trembling anticipation, and fully plan to test it out in thorough on my beloved. Expect critique! Expect raging reviews (and potentially raging other things depending on how well this works)! It should arrive discretely at my door this wednesday.