HNT

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

and, just in case you missed it, my naughty bits (as well as the nice ones)
have made a guest appearance on my man's blog.

Next week: holiday accent light bondage!
Well, it's on my Christmas list, at least. We'll see.

I haven't exactly been on my best behavior...

Coal is a distinct possibility.
Or a good thrashing over Santa's knee.

Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday!

Pleasurists #7

Guess who made Editor's Pick????!

Seven by Jean Paul Four

Pleasurists is your round-up of the adult product reviews that came out in the last seven days from bloggers all around the sex blogosphere. Did you miss Pleasurists #6? Read it all here. Do you have a review for Pleasurists #8? Submit it here before Sunday December 14th at 11:59pm PST. Please re-post this list on your own blog if listed.

Want to win some free swag? All you’ve got to do is enter.

Holiday Kit Swag Giveaway Deadline: 11:59 pm MST on Friday, December 12th.
Win a Hot New Sex Toy! Deadline: February 1st.

On to the reviews…

Editor’s Pick

Babeland Penis Cupcake Pan by Mariella

“The gritty stickiness of frosting on my hands, between my fingers; a bowl of the flesh-colored remnants still sitting in the fridge.

A lone plate on the kitchen table.

Fragrant, still warm–six little cocks, all lined up in a neat little row.”

Madame Editrix

Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

Vibrators

Mia Oh My by Syntax
We-Vibe by Amber of Scarlet’s Letter
The Cry Baby by Elizabeth of Pornocracy
Rock Chick by Adriana
Cry Baby by Nadia West
Odyssey Tickler and Sweet G by The Countess
The We-Vibe by Marky D Sade
Liv Vibrator by Sinclair Sexsmith
Mini Corsair by Rori of Between My Sheets
Kama Diva by Bad Bad Girl
Paris Ducky by Monkey

Dildos

Ophoria Pleasure No. 6 by Beautiful Dreamer
Hardwood Dildo by Ansley Agnello
Ophoria Pleasure No. 6 by Epiphora
Dotted Delight by N
Fun Factory Delight by Sexorcism
Candy Cane by Alpine Subdreams
Ophoria Suction Cup Dildo by Roxy of Uncommon Curiosity

Anal Toys

Bob by LELO by Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek
Nobessence Linger by Epiphora

Toys for Boys

Luxury Toys for Boys - LELO Bo by Thursday’s Child
Bliss Love Ring by The Countess
Trojan Ultra Thin Lubricated Condom Review by Shasta Gibson

Sex Kits

Kama Sutra Weekender Kit by Hot Movies For Her Sex Toy Crew
Orchid G and Female Ejaculation Combo by Sexorcism

Lube/Massage Oil

Boy Butter - His ‘n’ Hers Review by Thursday’s Child
Lava Lotion Massage Candle by Domina Doll on Viviane’s Sex Carnival
Playing Goldilocks by Essin’ Em
Wet Naturals Beautifully Bare Lubricant by Shasta Gibson

BDSM/Fetish

Under the Bed Restraints Rock My Socks by Panthera Pardus
Kinklab Vampire Gloves by Betty Rocket
Super Cuffs from Babeland by Alpine Subdreams
Catalina Loves Lazy Bondage by Catalina
Door Jam Bondage Device by Shasta Gibson
Black Suede Flogger by Dangerous Lilly

Erotic Books/Games

Island Girls - Tropical Lesbian Erotica by The Porn Librarian
Two Knotty Boys Showing You the Ropes by Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek
The Seductive Art of Japanese Bondage by Essin’ Em
Tantric Lovers Game by The Countess
Spank me… No, Really by Saucy Nights
“Bedding Down” - A Collection of Winter Erotica by That Toy Chick

Adult Movies/Porn

Rituals in Ropes by The Porn Librarian
Voluptuous Biker Babes by J.D. Bauchery
Nina Laid Bare by The Porn Librarian
Bondage Boobtube by Domina Doll
Jenna Loves Pain by Bad Bad Girl
Tail of a Bondage Model by Domina Doll on Viviane’s Sex Carnival
Bride of Sin by Ansley Agnello

Miscellaneous

Mo’s Sexy Black & Pink Box! by Mollena
Climax Bursts Anti-Bacterial Toy Cleaner by Domina Doll
Jenna’s Bubble Bath by The Countess
The Jaguar Harness by Thursday’s Child
The Wedge/Ramp Combo from Liberator by Ellie Lumpesse

Indelible Scrawl

If you haven't already picked up your copy of
The Limited Edition
NYC Sex Blogger Calendar 2009,
and even if you have, we've just sweetened the deal a bit more!

Photo by Stacie Joy

So, since I turned up to the release party in a relatively conservative Little Black Dress, having sadly missed the corset/Fedora memo, and since there were no cherries or neon signs to be found on or around my person declaring me as such, in the end, almost no one knew that little ole' me was, in fact, Miss January, in the flesh.

Though I'm sure my mother would probably be relieved to know that my big debut in the world of sort-of outed sex writers was a fairly anonymous one, I think I only ended up signing about four calendars that night, belonging to folks other than the ladies I posed with.

This makes my right hand and the month's worth of napkin edges and newspaper corners I dreamily filled with practice scrawls a bit glum.

(I am, however, both suprised and pleased to report that this blog apparently has a budding male ballet dancer following, though. Who knew? --Hey, gents!)

Well, for a limited time only, a number of us are going to be personalizing and signing calendars before shipment, so those of you who either couldn't make it down to the party or couldn't peel us away from the Eleven long enough to get a signature, have a chance to get in on the action.

Just follow the links below to Dacia's store, and when placing your order, put down who you'd like to sign and anything special you'd want written in the Special Instructions box. I'm quite handy with that silver pen--could easily be persuaded to doodle a bit...it's all up to you!

Remember, all proceeds go to support Sex Work Awareness, an organization that trains sex workers in media skills and educates the public about issues that affect people who work in the sex industry in an effort to see the stigma associated with sex work and workers removed.

We've raised so much for them so far, let's keep it coming, folks!

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Babeland: Penis Cupcake Pan

There are times when I really, really wish I had a fuctioning camera.

Not so long ago, this desire almost exclusively revolved around a need to document drunken bar nights with girlfriends and awesome hair days. Franz Ferdinand concerts. Christmas mornings.

In the last few months, though, the list has grown to include items of a somewhat less PG-nature.

When I'm riding his cock in the front seat of my car and he's got that absurdly sexy James Dean, furrowed brow thing going on. The view from over his shoulder as the windows fog up around us, swiftly obscuring a half-empty parking lot from sight.

When his thick fingers stray along my inner thigh under the table and wind up where any virtuous lady's panties ought to be. That look, upon finding nothing but satiny slickness--half wince, almost a grimace. Promising all manner of things, once we're alone again.

I'd love to have these pretty pictures to keep--moments frozen in time, held forever captive in mega pixels.

Well, until a fully-loaded Nikon falls from the ether and into my lap (and Heaven help the boy I fuck, should that ever happen!), I'm going to add another to-be-taken photograph to the queue.

A house, empty, save for me. Left with only a few frantic hours to myself while my parents sit, clueless, at a PTA dinner across town.

The gritty stickiness of frosting on my hands, between my fingers; a bowl of the flesh-colored remnants still sitting in the fridge.

A lone plate on the kitchen table.

Fragrant, still warm--six little cocks, all lined up in a neat little row.

There are no words, really. It's a whole new level of imagistic hilarity.

When I saw the Penis Cupcake Pan on the list of Babeland products up for review, I freaked out a little.

I mean, I love cocks more than any girl probably has a right to.

Sure, they're a symbol of power and virility, but they're also a little bit magical and fanciful, what with all of that growing and shrinking--not to mention the whole suprise projectile finish thing.

The logic follows that any sweet, completely NOM-able versions of the real deal would be doubly so, right?

With a mouth full of cock-cake, I say "Right!"

The Penis Cupcake Pan is made of a nice, sturdy aluminum, with each tin molded to subtlely outline the major points of interest in male anatomy without the addition of a million tiny crevices, which makes for a smooth, professional-looking final product and a fairly painless clean-up. Aluminum isn't exactly non-stick, though, so be sure to grease each of these puppies up well before getting down to business.

Wouldn't want one of them to fall apart before you finish...

The pan makes up to six single-serving cocks at a time--each almost four and a half inches long, from balls to glans, and more than two inches across at the widest point. For the size queens among you who are gawking right now, never fear, Babeland also carries the Penis Cake Pan, which stands at a glorious 10", so you can go to town.

Personally, I quite like being able to stuff the whole thing in my mouth at once. I'm sure it's not exactly attractive, but, then again, I never claimed to be dainty and no one's really complained about my deep-throating abilities, yet.

Honestly, aside from being a total steal at $15, considering you will never have to buy a battery for this and, if cared for properly, you'll have it forever, the great thing about the Penis Cupcake Pan is that it is only as dirty or as funny or as sexy as you want to make it.

I mean, obviously, they're penises, so unless your Great Aunt Mildred is super progressive and cool, there are probably better options out there for her Hannukkah present this year.

However, in a fairly enlightened, post-Sex and the City world, this is definitely something you can confidently give to all manner of girlfriends without fear of being branded a crazed pervert this holiday season.

In fact, the Penis Cupcake Pan fairly effortlessly falls under the standard bachelorette party heading--perfect for those all-too-rare occasions when absolutely everything in the universe is expected to be cock-shaped, dessert included. I can hear the red-faced giggles and alcohol-fueled reminiscence of your slaggy college years, already.

So, yes, these cup-cocks can easily go "vanilla", but it doesn't have to stop there. My own twisted culinary brain just whizzed right past the generic and saw a world of potential in the details...

Flawless frosting jobs in a bevy of skin tones, or maybe some bright Fauvist colors. You could even use a rich chocolate and simulate wood grain spirals on your wee woodies!

Perhaps red velvet instead of your average devil's food, for an especially grotesque surprise when you take that first bite!

How about sprinkling some toasted coconut 'pubic hair' on those balls? Piping on some thick veins, emphasizing the glans. Do I even have to suggest cream filling?

On Babeland's site, they also suggest making penises out of Jell-O (slurping up some cock shots, anyone?), Rice Krispies treats, and brownies. My budding resident cock-cake expert even suggested banana bread cocks, for double your phallic entendre!

The possibilities are endless, really, and that is a beautiful thing.

The only gripe I could possibly have with this is that the wire rack construction with the set-in, individual cocks is potentially problematic. I'm envisioning me, Klutz of the Century, going to grab the edge of this to take it out of the oven and slipping my fingers completely through the frame, likely burning myself before wiping out spectacularly. Having something solid to grab hold of would make me a lot less nervous.

Other than that, I don't know what other negative I can find with this. I mean, it didn't get me off, but I'd imagine that says more about my somewhat shoddy, on-again/off-again baking abilities than it does about the Penis Cupcake Pan.

All in all, I think that this is a really fabulous product--four cherries!

HNT

Those tan lines sure are fading fast,
but, thankfully,

I'll have lots of red handprints to keep me glowing this winter.

Compliments of Jack
EDIT: Aww, he even retouched it for me.

Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday!