Do you ever get the urge to simply spoil yourself? Well, when or if the mood should strike, incredibly, you now have the option to treat yourself to a die-cast aluminum bullet vibrator. FemmeFunn’s Bougie Bullet is what I believe sophistication personified in the construction of a posh, bullet vibe (that comes with its very own color-coordinated case) might look like.
Or in other words, this vibe is super-duper fancy.
I haven’t run across a bullet vibrator yet, that I wasn’t, at least, somewhat curious about trying. Besides, of course, that generic species of lame-old watch-battery bullets. (FYI: If you’ve tried one of those, you’ve tried them all. And if you haven’t tried one yet, trust me, you’re not missing out on anything.) I’m not entirely sure, where along the lines, this became a mission. But I do know, that it sparked from a deep-seated urge to weigh every bullet vibrator I can lay hands on against the,
So, me and Laya II, we’ve come full circle.
My first review, fresh out of Epiphora and JoEllen’s sex blogging class, was my anguished take on how startlingly unimpressive I found the original version of this toy to be. Back then, it was called the Layaspot.
Since that post, we’ve collectively witnessed not one, but two upgrades, to the toy everyone assumes they’re going to love.
I’m tirelessly in pursuit of ever more powerful and rumbly vibrations. I’d heard rumors of the Doxy Don (introduced initially as the Doxy Skittle,) possessing ownership of some grade-A, top shelf, certifiable rumbly vibrations.
Let me start off by verifying that yes, indeed, there is truth in those allegations.
Up until now, I’ve always thought comparing a vibrator to a jackhammer was a straight-up insult to the toy itself.
I’m always down to try the newest ones. YouTube Beauty Gurus are forever on the hunt for the next big one. And the online makeup world is replete with endless “Top Ten Lists” of them. What am I referring to, you ask? Dupes, of course! For those unfamiliar with this newly coined terminology, “dupe” is simply short for duplicate. It is a slang term for a cheaper version of an expensive higher-end product.
Nothing is more soul-crushing than a toy I was convinced I was going to adore, turning out to be is just plain “blah.” Or worse still, incapable of yielding me with one measly orgasm.
Forgive me, if perhaps, I was too easily beguiled by what I saw as the Volita’s potential to be a cheaper, travel-friendly alternative to one of my favorites. Yes, I’m pointing toward Fun Factory’s oddly shaped,
Hmm… perhaps, I don’t know… just maybe… Cal Exotics might have screwed up royally when they chose to name their hot pink, vaguely tongue-shaped vibrator, the Flicker. The combination of all three, the name, the shape, and the color have the potential to elicit some disturbing mental imagery. Or more explicitly, nightmarish fantasies of a creepy, disembodied tongue lapping ferociously at one’s genitals.
Like something straight out of a B-rated horror movie;
After witnessing first-hand, the debacle that is the Jive. Then going on to read bad reviews all-around of both, the Wish and the Gala. I was beginning to despair that one of my favorite sex toy brands may have already reached its pinnacle. With only one way left to go, and we all know that is down, in a rapidly descending death spiral.
Whilst all I could do is wring my hands and watch helplessly from the sidelines.
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