Dangerous Liaisons

In The End...

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Mon, 28 Feb 2011 05:01:00 +0000

It's taken me a long time to make this decision but I think it was inevitable.

If you've been following me, you know a lot has happened in these last few months - good, bad and indifferent - but I've noticed one change in me, I haven't felt the need/urge/desire to write about it.

When I started this blog it was all about writing the things I couldn't talk about with people in my real life. It was about casual sex, the submission and kink, relationships and finally falling in love. The truth is, I still don't talk about these things much in my real life, unless of course I am running in certain circles, but the need to be so open and splatter my experiences for the whole wide world to devour just doesn't fit with where I am in my life anymore.

Where am I in my life? Truth is, I don't really know. I'd like to think my life is finally falling into place in certain ways. I now have a career path that I love and I know in that respect I'm where I need to be. I have a man that I love deeply and I truly hope that we are taking the necessary steps towards making our life together.

I will continue to blog as the mood strikes me on my other piece of blogging real estate so follow me there if you'd like to read about my more vanilla interests: http://mlleaurore.wordpress.com/

I'll keep this blog up for a little while but sooner or later, I'll take it private.

This blog has allowed me to make contact with people I never would have met elsewhere, some of them becoming invaluable parts of my life. I am grateful for everyone who has ever spent time reading my words; for those who left comments that helped me, supported me and encouraged me. This has been such an incredible experience for me, I'm sad to see it end but I know it's time to close this particular chapter of my life. So many stories remain unwritten - my experiences with being flogged into a blissed out state; my brief time with Daddy; my confusion about my kink and submission; the incredible sex I'm having with The Boyfriend...so many things. But I don't want to look back any longer and moving forward, this blog, just isn't a part of my story anymore.

xoxo
Aurore

Where Has My Libido Gone?

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sun, 30 Jan 2011 18:24:00 +0000

I thought once I got settled into my new place my desire would come back. A month later and nothing.

I've forced myself to masturbate 3 times this month. And by forced I mean made the conscious decision that I was going to masturbate, not because I felt the urge but because I was hoping it would jump-start my libido. Each time I had a orgasm but it was unsatisfying and occasionally it just precipitated a sort of emotional collapse.

I've thought about making contact with a former hookup or two. Hell I even thought about looking for a new one if need be but it's just not appealing to me these days.

I use my Tumblr to post very erotic pictures at times and it has no effect on my desire.

I flirt with people but lately it's meaningless words (not a refection on those I was flirting with, please do not take offence).

I've been tormented by a previous lover and it barely created a tingle in my neither region.

I've all but stopped reading people's explicit posts because I find they just make me sad these days because I don't have that in my life at the moment.

What's odd is that I don't just want sex. I want more and I only seem to want more with one person. I want to be held and cared for and used but only if it means something.

Sportsheets Heart Impression Paddle

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sun, 23 Jan 2011 23:07:00 +0000

Hearts - I <3 them

The Sportsheets Leather Heart Impression Paddle is an interesting addition to my toy collection.There are a wide variety of Impression Paddles with different cut-outs available but I was drawn to the hearts. Let's face it, anyone who gets to paddle me is doing it with love.

12" of paddle isn't that big.

The paddle is 12" long, which isn't that long for an implement you use to paddle someone. I have rather small hands and while it fits perfectly in my grip, it's a little too small for my partner. The area that actually makes contact with the paddle-ee, the area with the hearts, is very small. Made of leather, the paddle had quite a leathery smell when I opened it. The paddle comes with a tie on it so it can be hung up for storage. I have to say I was a bit surprised to discover that the red hearts were simple a piece of red cardboard that is placed between the two pieces of leather that make up the paddle. The craftsmanship is decent considering the low price (I wasn't expecting immaculate leather work or stitching). My paddle has a few stitches loose and the hearts themselves aren't cleanly cut out of the leather but overall it's a decent inexpensive little leather paddle.

The red hearts are simply a piece of thin cardboard

When I finally tried it out I realized that while the heart side of the paddle left those adorable little row of hearts if you get a really hard strike in, the opposite side is the one that packs a wallop! Both sides of this paddle are quite stingy and in no time my bottom was pink!

This paddle really requires that the paddler be up close and personal. You aren't going to use this paddle with big arm movements but rather smaller little love taps (get it heart shapes, love taps?).

This paddle would be good for those who are new to paddling and looking to try it out. More experienced paddlers can use this for a good warm up with the added bonus of leaving their impression behind.

If you are looking for a paddle or sex toys check out FunWares who were kind enough to let me review this paddle.

Ass Appreciation

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 01:23:00 +0000

On a weekly basis Library Vixen's Tumblr hosts an ass appreciation day (Saturdays if you're interested). If you are a lover of asses, and how could you not be, you should check it out. But this post is about appreciation for a more familiar ass - my own.

My ass began to develop around 13 years old. I was standing in my uncle's kitchen when he commented that my booty had finally arrived. (Note: he used Trinidadian slang instead of booty and it wasn't as pervy in any way, it was merely an observation) I turned 10 shades of red and hoped the floor would swallow me whole. You see at 13, I weighed about 80 lbs soaking wet and I barely had need for a bra but my ass was there, and obviously noticeable.

I didn't start to appreciate the genetic gift that is my ass until my first year in university when I gained my Freshman Fifteen and it went straight to my breast - up to a B cup - and my ass. I had this pair of painter's jeans from Levi's that my ass totally rocked!

Then I got depressed. I became inactive. I ate to much and my medication caused a significant weight gain. Suddenly, all I could see was my giant, fat ass with dimples/cellulite; how it jiggled and just seemed like a ginormous mass of lard. I hated it. There have been times when I just couldn't bare the sight of me naked in front of a mirror. I struggle with my whole body at times but in recent years I have learned that my ass, with all its dimples and jiggle and wiggle, is quite enjoyed and appreciated by certain people.

It was a couple of months ago now when The Boyfriend and I were having some incredibly hot and dirty sex. He had already made me gush a giant puddle all over my bed and I was beyond wanton and aroused. He dragged me, breathless, to the edge of the bed to fuck me from behind but I wanted something else...something more...After finally regaining enough coherence to beg him to fuck my ass he happily obliged me. Just as we were really getting into the groove he stopped.

Pulled out.

What happened next completely threw me off. He grabbed my ass firmly in his hand, bent down, covered it with kisses, proclaimed his love for it and then promptly resumed fucking me.

It came out of nowhere but that spontaneous bit of ass appreciation made me feel pretty damn good about it! Knowing that other people don't see all the negatives that I do when they look at my ass makes me appreciate that part of me a whole lot more.

Spartacus Press Nipple Clamps

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Tue, 04 Jan 2011 01:29:00 +0000

Picture credit: www.spartacusleathers.com

The Little Masochist in me squealed with delight when my new Press Nipple Clamps made by Spartacus arrived in the mail from Fun Wares. It has been like these little bits of metal have helped to reignite my desire to experience pain.

These squarish looking metal clamps appealed to me because I was hoping they would be easier to use on my pierced nipples. I already have alligator clamps but I find they don't sit well and now cause "bad pain" for the way they pinch my barbells. With the way these press clamps, clamp your nipples I can position them behind the barbell so I still experience the amazing pain sensation without hurting myself in a bad way. If you have unpierced nipples this isn't something you need to worry about and you can apply these clamps directly to your nipples where they feel most comfortable for you.

I have to admit these clamps seem like some sort of medieval torture device and every time I use them the expression "putting the screws to you" comes to mind and I giggle.

The chain is fairly weighty and if you wanted to add a little extra weight to it the links are certainly wide enough to hang something from. The chain is long enough to reach my mouth which allows me to give me nipples a little tug while my hands are busy elsewhere.

I find when I am playing with these clamps by myself that I don't start out too tightly. As I get used to the sensation, I increase the tightness of the clamps, intensifying the sensation. That's something to keep in mind if you are new to using clamps or dabbling in pain for the first time, you don't have to go all out from the beginning. Because these clamps have screws to tighten them around your nipples, you can use them for light pain sensations as well. Just note that the looser the clamps are, the greater the possibility they could slide off during play.

Now I wouldn't consider myself an extreme masochist by any means but I do find that these that these clamps can provide an intense amount of pain for me. I have yet to tighten them as far as they can go - something for me to look forward to.

Thanks again to Fun Wares for letting me review these clamps. Fun Wares has a wide selection of kinky sex toys so go check out their site!

Shoulds

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sat, 01 Jan 2011 16:14:00 +0000

Another year has come and gone...oh 2010, you were trying times.

If I take one thing away from the the last 365 days it will be this: I will not allow myself to get caught up in the guilt, the anxiety and the stress that is wrapped up in the word should. Last year, I berated, belittled, and derided myself because I could never live up to this list of shoulds.

I should lose 40 pounds.
I should exercise more.
I should be happier.
I should learn to let go.
I should learn to be less depressed, anxious, neurotic, OCD, etc.
I should be better at everything.
I should make myself prettier.
I should learn to be more sophisticated.
I should be more confident.
I should be a better friend, daughter, niece, cousin, "auntie", etc.
I should be a better blogger.
I should be a better reviewer.
I should be smarter.
I should be more independent.
I should be more proactive.
I should be less reactive.
I should cry less.
I should laugh more.
I should learn to let go.
I should be kinder.
I should volunteer.

I could keep going...but you get the point. 2010 saw me spending far too much time worried about being someone I, for one reason or another I cannot or was not ready to be. Every time I failed to achieve something on that list it sent me spiralling. And regardless of any achievements I managed to make this year - landing an amazing job for one - it didn't seem to matter when compared to this list. Yes, there are some things on that list above that I plan on working on this year but there is only one resolution I intend to keep.

In 2011, I will be kinder to my body, my heart and my mind in the hopes that it will find it's way into other aspects of my life.

Happy New Year!

Merry Ho Ho!

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sat, 25 Dec 2010 18:28:00 +0000

Merry Christmas Everyone!

I hope you and your loved ones have a safe and happy holiday.

What Comes Next

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Tue, 21 Dec 2010 01:40:00 +0000

I will expand on all of this at some point but for now let me keep it simple.

Things don't seem or feel as dire as they did last week. While I still have a lot of purging and packing to do things are in place for my move and fingers crossed it's my easiest one yet!

I still love him and when I think too long or remember a little too much I get tears in my eyes. That probably won't stop for some time. I miss him and right now I just wish things could be different but I can't and won't try to force things.

I am looking forward with a tremendous amount of relief to the end of my 5 hours of commuting to and from work everyday - only 6 more days! I walked down my new street today after I dropped off my deposit/1st month's rent and I found the yoga studio. Maybe I'll take a yoga class. There's also a knitting store where they hold classes. Maybe I'll do that too. All I know is that the first time, I started to look forward to what might come next there.

I am trying to be hopeful.

Whirlwind

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Fri, 17 Dec 2010 18:47:00 +0000

Last weekend was supposed to be about exciting new changes, fun and spending time being with the one I love. Instead it bordered on being one of the worst weekends ever.

The apartment I was supposed to see and was really hoping to rent was rented before I had a chance to see it. What followed was a scramble to find other possible places. Believe you me where I want to live, with my budgetary constraints pickins are slim. I arranged a few more appointments for that afternoon.

Disastrous.

No other word can describe it. I was shown an apartment where people were in the process of being evicted. It was beyond filthy. Amidst their piles of crap/junk/waste were not one but two litter boxes. The stove was pulled out and covered in various foods. The bathroom looked like it had never been clean and that no amount of bleach or fire could make it so again.

I politely declined that apartment and went to see another one of their properties. The apartment was much nicer though the fridge stank when she opened it but the neighbourhood and the building itself were questionable.

With my anxiety visibly rising and tears in my eyes The Gay Boyfriend and I decided to drive to Starbucks near where I work. We ordered our drinks. And I wasn’t ready to get back in the car. I needed some air. I needed moment to process what would happen in a little over two weeks if I didn’t find a new place. Homelessness is not a state I’d like to ever revisit in my life. As we were walking down the street I saw an apartment for rent. I called and we saw it right away.

Now it’s tiny compared to the 1 bedroom I live in now and it’s more expensive too but it’s clean, close to work, on the bus routes I would need. It’s not ideal but I can work with it.

I’ve since secured the apartment, movers and I’m getting used to the idea of living in this new place.

BUT

I had a complete breakdown on the way home from seeing that apartment. Full on tears. Sobbing. Trying to speak and blubbering instead. It was the first time I said out loud that I was scared for this move. I was scared to be leaving my comfort zone; scared that my best friend won’t be on the same block anymore; scared that I will be alone out there in my new life. He gently reminded me that I’d be closer to the boyfriend so surely we’d see each other more often. With that thought in mind I felt a little better.

Sunday I had a date with the Boyfriend but it just never happened. Later in the evening he told me to give up on him.

I am hanging by the thinnest of threads right now.

Work is pulling me in a thousand different directions at once; I’m moving; it’s the holiday season; I have 2 exams on Saturday; my boyfriend walked away…

Today I had to will every single action out of me – breathing, walking, not bursting into uncontrollable tears. I feel like I can barely keep going but stopping just isn’t possible.

I need to keep going but I’m not sure how long I can keep this up.

At What Point...

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Mon, 13 Dec 2010 00:53:00 +0000

Do you give up on someone who keeps telling you that you should?

Toblerone Shortbread

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Fri, 10 Dec 2010 05:01:00 +0000

I am participating in Veronica's Annual Treat Swap. I'm not really a holiday person but I love the baking involved in this season and this is one of my favourites to make: shortbread with a chocolately treat. I will be making these for my work Potluck next week. Enjoy!

2 cups butter, softened
1 cup sugar (I use 1/2 brown sugar and 1/2 white sugar)
3-1/2 cups flour
1/2 cup cornstarch
2 bars (100 g each) Toblerone Swiss Milk Chocolate, chopped
3 Tbsp. sifted icing sugar (optional)

HEAT oven to 350°F.

BEAT butter and sugar in large bowl with mixer on high speed until light and fluffy. Mix flour and cornstarch. Gradually add to butter mixture, beating well after each addition. Stir in chocolate.

DROP by heaping tablespoonfuls, 1 inch apart, onto baking sheets.

BAKE 20 to 25 min. or until lightly browned. Cool 5 min. on baking sheets. Transfer to wire racks; cool completely. Sprinkle with icing sugar.

LAYAspot by Fun Factory

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Tue, 07 Dec 2010 02:47:00 +0000

Thank you to generous people at Fun Wares who sent me the Fun Factory LAYAspot vibrator to review.

The packaging is a fairly simple box that isn't really meant for future storage. Once I took the vibe out I was impressed with how the ergonomic design worked so well in my hands. I have to admit that until I turned it on, I was actually holding it the wrong way - this is what happens when you don't read the instructions! But it was like it was made for my hands

Before really trying it out I played with the various vibration settings. The controls on this vibe are pretty simple to use just hold down the + sign until you reach the desired speed or pulse. To shut it off you have to hold down the - sign. Even with where the controls I located it's quite difficult to accidentally change settings while in use. There are 8 different speeds to choose from as well as 3 different pulsating settings. The first pulse increases in intensity; the second is a slow strong pulse and the third is a strong quick pulse. On the lowest settings the LAYAspot sounds like it might not make it - seriously, I thought it was broken when I turned it on. It makes a funny kind of rattling noise (maybe mine is defective but it's a sad sound). Once you get to the higher settings and the pulses I find this vibe begins to get quite loud. Something to keep in mind if you need to be discreet.

Not only do I find that this vibe fits perfectly into my hand but it also lays against my pubic mound and clit in just the right way.

I went through every vibration setting and pulse - I have a preference for the strongest one. I wish I enjoyed the pulsating settings but I find them more frustrating than anything (this goes for all vibes, not just this one). While I was using this vibe I just kept thinking - I want more. More power. I found myself pressing it really hard into my clit as though somehow that would intensify the vibration of the toy. Sadly, it doesn't work that way. Try as I might with this vibe on many different occasions, I never reached orgasm with it alone. In combination with a dildo however, it was a pleasant experience but nothing earth-shattering to be had.

The LAYAspot is made of Elastomed, which is smooth, non-porous, phthalates-free, hypo-allergenic and latex free. To clean this vibe you can use toy cleaner, a 10% bleach solution or soap and water if it's not a shared toy. While the LAYAspot is waterproof, I recommend caution when cleaning it as there is quite the large gap where the battery cover is.

This vibe comes with its own single-use packet of lubricant. You can use either silicone or water-based lube with this toy.

And finally, this vibe takes 2 AAA batteries that are not supplied so stock up beforehand!

I have to say I am disappointed in this vibe - for me it's the perfect shape for my hands and my body but the actual vibration is lacking. I need something that is less buzzy and more of a deep throbbing to get me off. It's not a bad vibe if you are new to using them but for a more experienced toy-lover, this vibe just might not do it for you.

Check out Fun Wares for all your vibrator and sex toy needs.

Broken Apart

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Wed, 24 Nov 2010 04:31:00 +0000

There is so much I could say but I don't want to.

The Boyfriend and I broke up.

My heart is in so many little pieces I feel like it will never be whole again.

I still love him tremendously and I miss him.

I am grieving.

The Purple Lover

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sun, 14 Nov 2010 20:43:00 +0000

Glittery

Fascinations has indulged my glass addiction once again and sent me the extraordinary Purple Lover by Glass Vibrations to review.

When I pulled this toy from its satin-lined box I felt like I was wielding a powerful sceptre. I can't explain that feeling it is just so mesmerizing with its glittery spiral patterns that is embedded in both ends that you can't help but feel like you're holding something special. Honestly, the picture can't do justice to how beautiful this toy is. I was pleasantly surprised to see that this toy comes with a drawstring pouch for storage because while the box it comes in is a great presentation, it's quite large to keep if you are lacking space or looking for discretion when storing your toys.

"The Sceptre"

I have to say I was a little intimidated by the larger end of this toy at first so I began by trying out the smaller round end first. That wonderful sphere provides perfect g-spot stimulation for me. In no time I was approaching my first orgasm. Small end a success! Now that I was warmed up, I tackled the larger end. I was able to get not only the egg-shaped end in but up to and including the bulge inside me. Not everyone will enjoy this end. At first I found the bulge a little uncomfortable as it thrust in an out of me. As my body adjusted though - I found it quite pleasurable and filling. It also provides g-spot stimulation but the two ends are quite a different feeling. The small end can provide specific and direct stimulation while the larger end provides fullness and more broad g-spot stimulation. Both are pleasurable just different. I found both ends easy to hold onto making it easy to manipulate the dildo while in use. My only complaint is this: if this dildo were curved a little more it would hit the g-spot without so much effort on my part. (I sound like a lazy masturbator - sometimes I am!).

The reason why I find glass a great material for g-spot stimulation is because it is so hard. It allows you to rub and arouse your g-spot easily because it does not yield. Of course this also means that you should be careful when using this dildo. You can be fairly aggressive with your thrusting (I am!) but keep in mind that it is a hard material and it is possible to hurt yourself if you are too rough and ignore any uncomfortable or painful sensations.

Caring for your glass toy is simple. First, always check it before use to ensure there are no cracks or chips. If there are - do not use it! Handle and store it safely so it doesn't get damaged. If you are using this dildo for temperature play, heat it or cool it with water because it's glass it takes very little for the temperature of this dildo to change. Cleaning this toy is simple: you can use toy cleaner or soap and water. It is possible to use any kind of lube with a glass toy - water or silicone based are ok and won't affect the material of the toy.

If you are looking for this wonderful glass dildo or and other sex toys check out the selection at Funlove.com

Starting To Find My Kink Again

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Mon, 08 Nov 2010 05:01:00 +0000

There is just something about The Boyfriend. I can't explain it - I've tried. I've tried to dissect it and I can't. When his name pops up on my phone or I catch my first glimpse of him or I hear his voice, I am suddenly 15 again, with butterflies in my stomach and giddy with excitement. The only thing I think that separates me from my former smitten 15 year old self is that I've learned not to doodle his name all over my binders!

All kidding aside, I am intensely drawn to him. Though I try to remain reserved and proper (I know that doesn't sound like me but it really is) when we are in the same space one of the first things I think is always about being naked together. So when the sexting started on Wednesday in advance of our date that night, I was immediately excited and aroused.

Since I'd mentioned I lost my kink, The Boyfriend has offered to help me rediscover it. Lately when we've been together things have been a really intense vanilla kind of experience (Note: this isn't a complaint in the least. We've both been enjoying it and reconnecting this way has been intense and satisfying). But let's face it, I'm a submissive, a bratty one but one none the less, with a masochistic streak and that brings with it certain needs. Needs that had seemingly disappeared until those sexts. Reading his words all day, sensing his desire to possess me, to use me, and to hurt me reignited exactly what I'd been missing.

When he picked me up for dinner, I hopped in the car and in no time our lips met. It was tender and sweet with an undercurrent of need. We went for dinner at this cute little pizza bar near my place. We shared our salad and pizza and held hands across the table while we chatted about school and work and future plans. It was all innocent except for the occasionally naughty comment he would throw out just to make me squirm a little, as though the Njoy Pure Plug wasn't enough! Dinner consumed, we headed back to my place.

While he was in the bathroom I stripped and laid face down on my bed. When he came out I could feel his eyes on me though I wasn't facing him. He stripped and joined me on the bed. Then he began to kiss me. Up my leg to my bottom. Those gentle kisses turned into bites. And while I wanted to giggle (he was biting my bum!) the pain kept me from doing so. Ah, the pain. I've missed that. With a few swats on my behind, he covered me, the weight of his body pressing me into the bed, the heat of his skin warming me. Immediately he pinned my wrists and positioned his legs so I was pretty much immobile.

Covering me alternately with kisses and bites and I was going out of my mind wanting him to just take me. I tried to squirm and open myself to him but this wasn't going to happen on my terms. He teased me by rubbing his cock over my swollen, wet cunt. I whimpered as he tormented me and then for just a moment he slid inside me. Relief. But as soon has it happened it was over, he wasn't ready to take me just yet. More spanking, biting and finally he decided he couldn't wait any longer. He covered me completely and began to thrust into me while holding me down. At that angle it was simply a tease for me - I wanted a good deep, fucking.

When he tired of that he flipped me over and had me assume what I will say has become my favourite position ever, my ankles on his shoulders. You see we discovered a few weeks ago that in this position, with the curve of his cock stroking my g-spot, I make messy little puddles and have incredibly intense orgasms.

In less than a minute we can hear the wetness growing as I get more and more aroused and closer to my first orgasm. By the time I come, I am lying in a puddle of my own making and feeling quite blissed-out.

I swear The Boyfriend is the Energizer Bunny - he can keep going and going and going - but watching him come always gives me an intense feeling of satisfaction. In many ways it's more important to me that he come than vice versa (though I don't have any control over it). When he finally comes inside me it is such an intimate and intense moment. And though physically, there is no way for us to be closer I always press myself into him, holding him closer, kissing him, stroking him, just feeling him there with me.

This might sound cliché but there is just something so much more to sex with The Boyfriend than there has been with any of my flings. It matters. It means something. It's not just about getting off or having an orgasm. It's about the connection with my partner, my lover, my friend (I don't blame you if that made you gag a little) but it's true.

Good Clean Love Lubricant

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Mon, 08 Nov 2010 02:03:00 +0000

I am always looking for new lubes to try and more importantly new natural or organic lubes to try so when Good Vibrations offered me the chance to review Good Clean Love Lavender Rose Lubricant, I was excited

My Experience:
The first thing I noticed was the cute, clean packaging which plays on the periodic table with the Lavender Rose Lube represented by an Lr. Totally a nerd thing to appreciate but it's brilliant marketing really.

The second thing I noticed was the scent of this lube. The lavender rose is not overwhelming, it's actually quite a pretty smell as I love all things lavender.

The third thing that struck me about this lube was its consistency. It is a gel more so than a liquid. At first I was a little thrown off by just how thick it was. It does not move - I put some on my finger and tried to shake it off - no such luck. That said, it is not heavy or slimy. When I rubbed it between my fingers it felt silky and smooth. While I continued my finger test, I noticed that it absorbed fairly quickly and became a little tacky as I tapped my fingers together.

I really wanted to love this lube. I had no reaction whatsoever while testing the product on my fingers. Sadly, I can only give a rather limited review of this product because I had a reaction to it as soon as I began to rub it around my clit and labia. There was an uncomfortable burning sensation so I immediately washed it off and thankfully it didn't persist beyond that. I can only guess - but I assume it's the Lavender Rose extractives and flavours that caused the irritation.

The Ingredients:
Deionized water
Xanthan gum
Agar
Organic Aloe barbendensis leaf juice
Natural extractives and flavours
Potassium Sorbate
Benzoic Acid

The tube states that it is, "Chemistry without the chemicals" (hence the periodic table reference). Having seen the list of ingredients on some lubes this is comforting. Made with 95% organic ingredients and containing no petrochemicals or parabens, this lube is 100% vegan.

While I obviously cannot recommend this product based on my experience I am still interested in trying the Almost Naked (unscented version) of this product.

If you are looking for lube check out the selection at Good Vibrations Sex Toys.

Wanton Wednesday: Sheer

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Wed, 03 Nov 2010 01:12:00 +0000

Check out who else is being wanton this week.

Do you believe alcohol or any other mind altering substance enhances or hinders sex? If you have a story of a good or bad experience, feel free to share it.

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sat, 30 Oct 2010 14:22:00 +0000

I don't know really - I have rarely had sex while drunk or even buzzed and I've never done drugs. I really am a goody-two-shoes ;)

Enquiring minds can ask.

If you had three wishes, what would they be?

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sat, 30 Oct 2010 14:19:00 +0000

1. To never have to worry about money again. This doesn't mean excessively rich, just that I wouldn't have any debt (mine is from school) or penny pinching.

2. To be happy (kind of related to #1) but just to find an inner contentment with myself and my life.

3. To travel the world: France, Italy, Spain, Japan, Egypt, Brazil, Chile, Kenya, Switzerland, etc...

Enquiring minds can ask.

What is important to you today?

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sat, 30 Oct 2010 14:09:00 +0000

Getting some school work done, shopping, spending the night in The Boyfriend's arms (not in that order)

Enquiring minds can ask.

What type of contraception do you use?

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sat, 30 Oct 2010 14:08:00 +0000

I am currently only using the pill but The Boyfriend and I are monogamous and we've been tested.

Enquiring minds can ask.

What do you love most about your life?

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sat, 30 Oct 2010 14:07:00 +0000

Right now, I am loving my boyfriend and my job.

Enquiring minds can ask.

This Is Not The End...

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sun, 24 Oct 2010 21:21:00 +0000

Nope not at all but I am going to keep this blog for all things sexual: erotica, toy reviews and of course participating in Wanton Wednesday from time to time.

But if you are interested in other parts of me - my love of literature, politics and everyday life - I have another place to call my own. I can't explain it but I need to separate the two worlds for now. So come check out my new digs over at:

http://mlleaurore.wordpress.com/

It's a work in progress and perhaps at some point I will merge the two again but right now. I'm going to be in two places at once.

It's The Simple Things

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Sat, 23 Oct 2010 04:01:00 +0000

In many ways one might consider my high maintenance: I can be quite complex, emotional, in need of time and attention and sometimes I'm a little crazy. But in other ways I'm so simple and so easy-going that it's the simple things that bring a smile to my face:

~ snuggling on the couch to watch a movie (bonus if it's Pixar, foreign or a psychological thriller)
~ being called by an endearing nickname (my current favourite besides "good girl" is "my love")
~ just hearing the sound of his voice as we talk about nothing and everything
~ having him tickle me just so he can hear me giggle
~ discussing our lives, even if we don't always agree or share similar views
~ hugs and lots of them
~ kisses - even more of them - especially those special ones on my forehead and when he smothers me in dozens of little kisses
~ holding my hand (even though they are cold and clammy)
~ standing impossibly close when we're out
~ teasing me because even though it's maddening I love the banter

The End Of The Road

mlleaurore@gmail.com (Aurore) — Fri, 22 Oct 2010 17:42:00 +0000

I wonder if my time writing on this blog is limited. Comments have dropped dramatically. My posting in sporadic. I rarely write about sex anymore. Sometimes I wonder if anyone would miss me if I stopped.

I like writing but these days writing about sex it does not appeal to me like it once did. Being scandalous and dirty online has lost its luster for me. I could write about the intimate details of what The Boyfriend and I have been up to but I feel like I want to protect that. Save that for me and him alone. I could show you the bruises on my breasts or describe how he is the only man to make me gush while fucking me but I don't want to write about it.

And because I've stopped posting truly scandalous pics all the time or writing erotica or detailing my escapades people aren't really interested.

My blog is kind of in a no man's land of blogging - I'm not hardcore kink; I'm not completely vanilla; I'm not always NSFW nor am I always SFW; I'm not a sex educator or informative; I don't strictly write reviews; I'm not controversial and try to stay away from online drama...I am a melange of everything and nothing. Just the ramblings in my head at the moment. I guess, aside of a few people who return to my blog regularly (thank you) I'm kinda boring.

These days my life is filled with school work, a budding romance, time with friends and, on Monday, starting a new job. I am excited about all of these things (ok maybe not my accounting class) but I can see how reading about those things might not appeal to those people who once made this place "popular".

I know me, I won't stop writing - I can't - it's something I've always done even if it's just for me but there's a good chance this space will become much more about my life than my fucking.