The Spice is a smaller, less complicated version of what everyone knows as a "rabbit" style sex toy. It's got two vibrating parts, one for penetration and one that tickles the clitoral area simultaneously. It's made of gel-like silicone, devoid of over-the-top bells and whistles, and thank goodness it doesn't have any weird animal-shaped parts on it. Those dolphins and bunnies and such really freak me out--I mean, I like animals, but they don't need to go anywhere near my junk, nawmsayin?
Anyhoo, I wanted to see if the initial magic that my Short and Sweet Spice worked on me long ago was still there, and I'm happy to report that it is. I am, however, sad to report that, because of how the Spice is designed to be used, I've already broken my "no penetration" rule, which I set for myself... um... two days ago. But hey, vibrators aren't made to be used just externally, now are they? So let's just nix that silly rule (was I drunk when I wrote that? I may have been) and move ahead, shall we?
To the business at hand!
The Spice and I started our first evening together all alone in bed, with no external stimuli like partners, porn, or even sexy photos. It was just the two of us and my very active imagination. We got down to business on the first of the Spice's three vibrational settings, which range from "Is this thing on?" to "Holy mother of something-I-can't-say-cause-it'd-offend-religious-people!" and settled in for a long evening of experimentation.
Now I have to be perfectly honest with my assessment of what went on here. Every masturbation session is not equal to every other one, and so the results I might get from any particular bout with my Spice can be vastly different from any other. For instance, the first night we got together, I was pretty exhausted and stressed, and though the Spice's first setting almost brought me to orgasm because I desperately needed a release of stress, my body was too tired to go through the motions. We started on the low setting, and seeing that it was getting close to, but not doing, the trick, we amped up to the second, with similar results. The third setting, I think, numbed me genitals a bit, and after a half hour or so of deliciously fruitless fun, I gave up and fell asleep.
The second night was similar, but I wasn't tired nor nearly as stressed as the night before. No matter which setting I used or what pattern of switching between settings, I just couldn't seem to get to the climax with my brain and my Spice alone. I tried a variety of fantasies, used the Spice externally and with penetration, and even turned it around so the clit tickler was tickling a slightly lower spot... ahem. And though I approached orgasm many times, I never quite got pushed over it. This could very easily be a mental hurdle--since I hadn't gotten there the night before, my brain may have just been convinced it couldn't get there at all, and stopped my body from having all the fun I wanted to have (stupid brain). Or, maybe the Spice and I just aren't the match made in heaven that I thought we might be.
So, this morning, I tried again, this time using one of the foothills around my mountain of porn DVDs to help, and damned if the Spice didn't get me there in no time, on the third setting.
I'm not sure if this just means that I'm so used to watching porn it's easier to get off when there's some playing, or if I'm better at having orgasms in the morning, or if the Spice isn't really what I need. Sigh... I guess the only thing I can do is spend a few more days with it. Shit, life is tough, huh?
PS - Having had a mind-blowing orgasm before noon on a Thursday is TOTALLY worth it.
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