Now I have seen everything! This new corset is made of bullet proof Kevlar and is made right here in the USA (where else would you be able to find such a thing?). Pricing is unknown at this time as is exact release as the manufacturer is still trying to “get it together” and figure out how to make enough to meet “demand”. I suppose there is a market for these babys…
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By Gabrielle Moore, well known sexpert and author of The Female Orgasm Revealed, a book to help men please their female partners with an orgasm every time. She also authored and presents the G-Spot Code, Tantric Sextasy, Lovemaking Bootcamp and Last All Night Course. I was lucky enough to get her to be my guest author today…
I love chocolates—and I know it’s not only me who has a passion for Hershey’s Kisses and M&Ms. These sweets are believed to be aphrodisiacs and let me say now that I believe it 100%! After all, romance, passion, foreplay, sex… they’re all heavily affected by your mind right? And if you believe that chocolates can help bring out the ‘wild woman’ out of your partner, then so be it!
Chocolates can do wonderful effects on our body. Since they are made from plants, they inherently contain natural components that promote good health. In fact, it is said that dark chocolates reduce high blood pressure.
A small bar is enough to also lower bad cholesterol in the body. Eating chocolates gives an immediate boost of energy and vigor. Moreover—and also very fortunately—chocolates have also been found to have a certain effect on one’s desire for sexual activity.
They are said to strengthen a woman’s libido, resulting in an increased interest and desire for sex. As for men, chocolates stimulate passion and vitality and a remarkable increase in sexual desire can be noted. No wonder men always resort to chocolates when they date women!
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Short Choco History
According to aphrodisiac history, the belief started with the Mayans, who drank chocolate for fertility. They would even use a chocolate drink concoction during marriage ceremonies.
In very recent studies though, chocolates have been discovered to have phenylethylamine, a chemical that’s detected when one falls in love. And get this: the same chemical rises up to the brain during an orgasm!
Serotonin is also known to be present in chocolates. This chemical gives one a feeling of pleasure. These two substances are mildly addictive. But women are known to be more susceptible to the effects of phenylethylamine, thus making women more ‘chocoholic’.
If you’re still not convinced, then maybe results of a study (by Italian researchers no less!) published in The Times in 2004 will. According to that research, “Women who have a daily intake of chocolate showed higher levels of desire than women who did not have this habit. Chocolate can have a positive physiological impact on a woman’s sexuality.”
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Chocolate as a Sex Tool
Now if feeding your woman chocolates does not give you a hard-on or if she just ends up eating the whole box without even giving you a second glance, then there’s something wrong with your delivery.
That’s right. Chocolates are so common now that they don’t really conjure up images of sex right away so don’t just buy the average chocolate bonbon. Why not try Kama Sutra chocolates! That’s right; there are chocolate bars being sold online now that are shaped specifically to match Kama Sutra sex positions!
If you want to take this a step further, cook up your own Kama Sutra-shaped chocolates. But this time, add some chili flakes to increase the aphrodisiac factor.
Now what can be better than vanilla ice cream topped with warmed chocolate? That would be vanilla ice cream and warm chocolate eaten off your lover’s body!
Put some melted vanilla ice cream on your lover’s naked breasts and lap it up! Now, immediately follow this up with some warm chocolate sauce and suck off all of that too! Other areas you can try this are her neck (yes, her neck!) and of course… her pussy!
Here’s another idea. Why not buy edible chocolate undies! Present this to your woman; urge her to try it on with one promise… that SHE will be your dessert tonight! You can also turn the tables around of course. Put on a chocolate-flavored condom and ask her to give you a blow-job. I guarantee she’ll be sucking away with gusto!
Ok, now here’s one I actually first heard from one of our subscribers. Edible body chocolate paint… that should be applied with a very soft and tender paint brush. Imagine how she would feel as you glide that tickly, feathery, chocolate-laden brush all over her body. By the time you reach her groin, she’ll be panting like crazy! Debra offers that right here in the shop. Check it out…
There is truly no end to the wonders of chocolate as an aphrodisiac! In fact, I dare say that of all the aphrodisiacs that are popularly known, chocolates are the most readily available, are some of the most inexpensive to buy, are a joy to be eaten by both men and women, and are actually believed by scientists to increase sexual appetite!
So what are you waiting for? If I were you, I’d be running out the door to get some chocolates now!
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Hot Lips
Not long after I had my first sexual experience with a woman (I talked about it in my last blog entry), I was working the clubs. We danced in several clubs in the same evening. The clubs operated a pink Cadillac limo driven by a very muscular, very mysterious man with long wavy black hair. He rarely spoke. Not that he was unfriendly – just quiet. During the drive from one club to another, most of us chatted, gossiped and occasionally napped. On this night I had already danced at two clubs and was on my way to the third. There were only three of us in the limo, me, the driver and Rebecca. Rebecca was a tall, lovely college girl. She was actually dancing her way through college. It seemed like such a cliche’ but with her it was fact. She kept herself apart from the other dancers and nobody gave her grief about it. We all respected what she was doing and her talent on stage. She was a marvelous dancer. She moved her body fluidly with the rhythm of the music. She was tall and lean with long limbs. Her moves were graceful and mesmerizing. Even her music was different. She danced to a bluesy, soulful music that was light years different from the standard fare the rest of the dancers used. My music was usually different as well but not to the degree hers was. Even on stage she kept herself aloof. Making eye contact with the audience was a specialty of mine. I was turned on by the appreciation I saw in their eyes. With Rebecca it was as though it was enough to just grace the audience with permission to watch her dance. She was in her own world on stage and usually off stage, as well.
The night was warm and the windows were down with the cool Pacific breeze brushing over our skin and the smell of the ocean on the air. Traffic on the San Diego freeway was light for some reason and the trip was shaping up to be uneventful, I thought… (Boy was I ever wrong about that!) The driver was in the front and Rebecca and I were in back. Music was playing low on the radio. Rebecca turned to me and said in her husky voice. “So, I heard you are into women…” I had told very few people about my experience with the married couple from San Diego State. But I told her that I had a wonderful experience with a woman for the first time. (The husband was there also but to tell the truth, I don’t remember much about him all these years later. Now, as it was then, he was just an aside and his beautiful wife’s kisses and moans were what I took away from that night.)
Much to my surprise, Rebecca slid over very close to me on the seat and said in a low voice, “I’ve been watching you.” As she said this, she slid her long arm around my shoulder and cuddled up close to me. My heart was pounding. What was going on? Could this really be happening? She stroked me from my shoulder to my fingers then ran her fingers over my neck and chin as she raised my lips to hers. She kissed me very gently at first, then with more passion. I was so excited I was trembling as she reached over and slid her fingers down and held my breast in her cool hand. She pinched my nipple between her fingers and pulled on it with a twist. By now I was wet with a pulse pounding in my vagina. I wanted her to touch me so badly. I opened my legs and she slipped her hand under my skirt and ran her fingers from the back of my knee up the inside of my thigh to my panty line. By now, my breathing was ragged and I was tense with expectation. She cupped me gently in her hand then with one smooth movement reached up and put her fingers into my panties and down to my pussy. I was drenched! She gave a moan of excitement when she discovered this and stroked and fingered me till I was tight with excitement. We were going down the San Diego freeway at full speed with the driver silently listening. At some point he had reached up and turned the music off. The only sounds were our moans and the rush of wind from the open windows. Just knowing he was there listening added to the excitement. By now, I had regained enough presence to reach over and fondle her full breasts. She gently but firmly removed my hand and shook her head at me. “What the heck!” I thought as I lay back on the seat and surrendered to her gentle then increasingly rapid ministrations. It was not long before I came with a great shudder and collapsed against her shoulder. I held her hand up and gently licked and sucked her fingers which had been so good to me just moments before. She kissed me softly on the lips and smiled at me beautifully.
We were off the freeway now and in the neighborhood of the next club we were to dance in. The driver pulled up to the club and said his usual. “Here we are ladies.” as he swung out to open our door. This time he reached in to give us each a hand. As she stepped out, Rebecca stopped to give him a deep kiss. I waited and then he helped me out. I also stopped to give him a passionate kiss. As we went in to the club, I admit, my legs were weak at the knees.
We did our usual stage routines (though, I admit, mine was even a bit more inspired than usual). She stayed to dance another time in the club and I caught the limo back to the club where my car was parked. My night was over. So was my time with Rebecca. She was studying for finals so did not dance the following week. I heard that she spent the summer in Europe – a gift from her parents by way of reconciliation. She did not dance at the clubs the next semester. The night of that incredible ride in the limo was her last at the clubs. She never gave her phone number or address to any of the dancers. It would have been in very bad form to reach out to her in any way, so, I just accepted the experience of that exquisite ride as another of Life’s unexpected gifts. I have been given many gifts but that experience with that cool sophisticated woman has to be at or near the top of the list of my best. For months I remembered as I lay in bed at night, her fingers between my legs stroking me to orgasm. Her deep passionate kisses and her last soft sweet kiss, of what I was to learn was farewell are with me still…
Sexy nude woman
I had always been straight. I never really remember thinking about it (except as I mentioned earlier in the blog – while at sleepovers I would wonder “Are any of the other girls thinking about other girls the way I am…”). It came as a surprise to me when I became attracted to another dancer. Her name was Terry and she had lovely straight brown hair, green eyes, great long legs and a smattering of freckles all over. I thought she was perfect. She was very smart, sexy, attentive and had the best smile I had ever seen. I loved to watch her dance on stage. Her whole presence was sophisticated and smart. Her mind was incredible (I realize I have called her smart in two different places so far). She was the first communist I ever met and she loved to tease me.
One night as she came off stage after a sexy dance with a large feather, I was waiting to go on after her. She handed me her feather, kissed me gently and said, “Don’t get it wet, Sweetie”. Well I became wet instantly! I knew I wanted her but I didn’t really know what it was I wanted. I did know that to lie in her arms would be paradise but as for the rest, I had not a clue. I approached the “problem” like I approach most things – 1. Name the issue. 2. Research possible solutions. 3. Act on the research to resolve the issue. So – I went to some women’s bookstores and bought a few books on lesbianism. Talked to a few lesbians (a surprisingly large percentage of the exotic dancers I worked with were lesbians or bisexual). I was still nervous. I did not want her to be my first. I wanted to make sure I could “do it” first.
In the meantime, the owner of the clubs where I danced asked me to manage one of his clubs in the suburbs. It was a Swing Club. Dancers would perform before men who had come to the club to find dates (translate that to prostitutes we hooked them up with) and couples who came to the club to find other couples or singles to “swing” with them. This was the early seventies, remember, the height of the sexual revolution. Swing clubs and parties could be found in most larger cities and even in some smaller towns. Knowing I had this issue to resolve with Terry, I kept my eyes open for a way to resolve it.
One night the resolution walked into the club. A lovely, very feminine woman with long blond hair and a tall, handsome man entered and told me they were looking for a woman to swing with. The woman said she was curious but had never slept with a woman and the man – like all men, as I have since discovered- wanted to go to bed with two women. I was very hot, myself, at that time with long golden wavey hair, a pretty face, large breasts and a small waist and a nice firm body. I knew they would welcome me to their bed so that is just what I did. I went home with them and discovered I could, indeed “do it” and enjoyed it very much. It seemed perfectly natural to me to lick her lovely pink pussy (and yes, she was a natural blond). It felt wonderful to be embraced by those soft, silky arms and kissed by those lucious, sensual lips. She was a dream. I could hardly believe I had gotten so lucky. He, on the other hand was a real Cecil B. DeMille. He wanted to direct the entire episode. “You do this – now you do that.” His lovely wife and I kept finding ways to send him out of the room – “Get us a glass of water, please.”, so we could ravish each other. Her breasts were large and beautiful, her blue eyes were full of pleasure and her moans were intoxicating. I left their home reluctantly and never went back. Like the man to whom I gave my virginity, I wanted to accomplish something. I did and then moved on . I wonder about her sometimes. Did she stay with Mr. Demille or did she give herself over to her feelings? Is she a straight married woman or a lesbian woman in the world today? Does she ever think about that night – that incredible night? Does she remember it with the fondness that I do? Does she still have that soft, lucious, beautiful body that was so pleased to be touched and licked so many years ago? I will never know – unless she reads this blog and contacts me. Whether she does or not – I wish her well and hope she has had as happy a life as I have had…
I never slept with the woman who started the whole thing – Terry, but I have very fond memories of her, as well and wish for her only the best of what life has to offer.
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