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Bridal showers are usually family affairs, attended by several generations, many of whom aren’t as use to being open about their sex toys. It is, in many families, a little off color to include sex toys at the bridal shower. Bachelorette parties, on the other hand, are the time to be a little naughty!

Save the gifts of dinnerware and toaster ovens for the Bridal Shower so you don’t freak out the future mother in law, but you can really ramp up the Bachelorette Party by adding a few sex toys into the mix. Sex toys can be used in party games, as cake decorations; gifts for the Brides honeymoon and even as favors for the guests. Sex toys are truly the gift that keeps on giving.

This year Sex and the City themed Bachelorette parties are all the rage. And how better to add to the theme than to give everyone a sex toy like the rabbit vibrator made famous by the show? Other popular Bachelorette party sex toys are small bullet style vibrators, vibrating panties, and flavored massage oils and lubes.

Most clubs are pretty good about being good guests. People that don’t follow swinging etiquette tend to not get invited to the next party. It is not uncommon for the people hosting the party to request that each guest bring some type of food or drink to share. I always make sure to put it out there that I’d appreciate some help with the food and I usually end up with way more than I know what to do with.

When I’ve had parties at my house as host I always walk guests through when they come in the door. I make it a point to put the designated coat room at the far end of the house so I can walk them through and give them the layout without being obvious about what I’m doing. I always have one sex free room, usually downstairs (first time swingers will LOVE you for this. It’s a great way to keep people from feeling pressured or uncomfortable) and I point out the one sort of out of the way room that is an “anything goes” group sex room. Then I let them know that the rooms upstairs are for people to pair off in.

Don’t stress and enjoy your party! Honestly, the swingers I know are better party guests than my regular friends. It’s a friendly laid back atmosphere and people don’t usually get plastered and make messes since they want to be on top of their sexual game in case they meet someone interesting!

I’m betting you’re the only pretty maid in this row. Some women just don’t want either the hassle or the look of shaving their pussies. Let’s face it, intimate shaving is her prerogative, and hers is the only prerogative that counts. But just because a lady wants to look like a lady, doesn’t mean you can’t dress for success. Simple, inexpensive hair trimmers can keep the garden neat while allowing for an au-naturale look. Combine a little cutting with keeping the bikini line shaved or waxed, and you’re not only not going to offend in the sack, but you’ll being stepping pretty at the pool or beach too.

Of course, you can keep your pubes and still get a little wild with the carpet. Smart Beauty Bikini Color offers an array of fun pubic hair dye colors, like pink and plum. Or you can shake things up and have him wondering which color is the real you, and dye your pussy hair a different color from your head hair. Say, if you’re brunette, take it blonde. For natural blondes, consider setting your pussy on fire by dying your pubic hair red. Either way, you’ll prove that the natural look doesn’t have to be dull.

If you are worried about your partner looking at porn because you have concerns about how that affects his perception of you and your relationship, consider making him some porn of your own. That way, when his need for voyeurism takes his eyes wandering, they can wander all over your body, even when you’re away. Plus, seeing you like that whenever he wants to will probably make him want you even more.

You can start by taking pictures of yourself in sexy costumes and poses. Just set your camera up on a tripod or any piece of furniture that is level with your bed, couch, or whatever part of the room you want to be in. Set the camera’s timing device and then use your home printer to print the photos — all in the privacy of your own home! You can blow-up the pictures and staple them together to make a pin-up magazine, or you can print them usual size and put them into a small, inexpensive photo album. Leave it for him when you leave for work, and you’ll see who he really fantasizes about when you get home.

Another great option is to take video footage of you masturbating and playing with sex toys. If you need ideas, look up some Internet porn yourself. Mimic some of the things you’d like him to do to you, and say that while you play. Most digital cameras and camcorders can easily be hooked up to a computer and you can create your own digital files. Leave the folder icon on his computer desktop, and attach a sticky note to his monitor, telling him to open the file when he’s alone. If you give him something of you to masturbate to, he’ll probably not have need for professional pornography any more, and you’ll have a great time making him this very special present.

So your best friend is tying the knot, and you’re in charge of the fun on her final night out. You know it has to be great. You know it has to be memorable. What you _don’t_ know is where to begin.

The first thing you need to do is get RSVP’s from everybody on the guest list. You need to know how many people are expected to show up when you make reservations. If possible, hire limousines to usher your group from place to place. If time is short and you cannot find limos, consider hiring some guy friends to play driver for the night. If you go this route, be certain to check that their vehicles are clean the day of the party, and that they do not drink and drive.

Now that transportation has been determined, it is time to figure out where you want go. Talk to the bachelorette about this–chances are good that she has some ideas for how and where to spend her big night. Bars that offer interaction, like dancing or karaoke are usually great for bachelorette parties, as she’ll be sure to get lots of attention there. Once you know where you’re going, call the places on the list and ask if they require reservations for groups the size of yours. Also ask if they offer VIP areas. Some dance clubs have special areas sectioned off where your party will be sure to have tables and chairs, and getting into the VIP area will help your bachelorette feel extra special.
Before the big night, order party supplies and goodies for people to take home. The “Hap-Penis” Bachelorette Party Kit has decorations and penis straws for fast party planning. The Pipedream Bachelorette Party Survival Bag will help you take the party on the road as your group goes clubbing and dancing. Other fun goodies include penis candies and bachelorette party button pins.

On the night of the party, have the evening’s events begin at either your own, or the bachelorette’s home. This will allow party guests to leave their vehicles in a safe, central location that you can all return to at the end of the night. Serve bachelorette party themed drinks while the guests congregate, and simple appetizers like cheese and crackers and fruit to tie people over until dinner. This is where you should present the bachelorette with any bachelorette clothing items she should wear for the evening, like a veil. Now is also the time to present her with any raunchy bachelorette gifts. This way she can open them without the embarrassment of being in a public place, and the gift giving doesn’t have to be kept up with as the group travels during the night.
A little bit of planning, a few phone calls and reservations, and you’ll go down in history as the best bachelorette party planner around!

Hostessing all or part of a bachelorette party at home opens the party to lots of party games. Play these games early in the evening as an ice breaker if many of the guests don’t know each other well, or save for them for after the booze have been flowing for wild party entertainment – no stripper necessary!

Have the bachelorette of honor strap an erect dick to her head for the Dick Head Hoopla ring toss game. For added amusement, convince her to keep it on all night and supply guests with soft rings made from various items– say like those onion-based fried chips, and encourage guests to randomly try to ring the dick on the bachelorette’s head.

The Ladies’ Night version of a childhood classic, Pin the Tail on the Donkey gives us two options: Pin the Macho on the Man, and Pin the Hose on the Fireman. Whatever your pleasure, you’ll be giving the bachelorette good practice at playing blind folded. As an added touch, present the bachelorette with a special, sexy silk scarf to use as a blindfold for this game, and that she can keep for her marital boudoir play.

If you’re taking the party public, give the bride-to-be a Naughty Bachelorette T-shirt. It has a list of things for your girl to do on her last wild night out as a single lady. Certain to draw attention her way, this game will have your group dancing, laughing, drinking, even convincing strange men to give up their boxers to the bachelorette queen!

Of course, you’ll need prizes for all the fun and games. Help all your guests and winners remember her last night out with fun prizes. Martini Weenie Light Up Party Glasses are always a big hit. The Dicky Mood Lamp is a great game prize for a party guest who really went all out. Make sure all your guests feel included by passing out party favors like Super Fun Penis Candy, and Lollicock Suckers.

Though it can be easy to feel out of step with the standard mores of society if you have ever thought about anything other than the monogamous “norm,” rest assured that there are many people in the world who are living fully alternative lifestyles. Still many more are ready and willing to take a walk on the wild side, but haven’t…yet.

More and more often these days, you are likely to be acquainted with someone who considers her or himself polyamorous, or open to having more than one responsible romantic relationship concurrently. You may be curious because you have been invited to the kinky neighbors’ swinging party. Sometimes something within you just tells you it’s time to become more expansive. Whether you are interested in trying something new as a first time swinger, becoming a part of a long-term, loving poly relationship, or in any other form of expressing your sexuality, know that the keywords are honesty, safety, and communication.

Talk to your partner or partners. Rule #1 is that everyone involved should know what you’re up to. If, for example, you and your spouse are opening your relationship, be sure to talk A LOT. By developing trust, any new partner in the mix is more likely to become a friend rather than a threat. Should you decide to attend a sex party, discuss boundaries with your partners, and learn the swinging etiquette of the environment. Remember that latex is your friend; safer sex with all your partners ensures that you all stay healthy. Spend time developing trust, and then enjoy your voyage into the deep, rewarding world of multiple partners.

Irlie, the evil Federation queen, faced Eva Astrider in the aft section of the stolen pod-cruiser.
“I never wanted it to come to this my young apprentice,” the older woman said, extending her hand from under her white robe. “But you leave me no choice.”

“I cannot let you pass, you know that,” Eva said, widening her stance, her long tanned legs poised up high on her three-inch pumps.

“Then we battle to the end,” the petite queen said and from her wrist she flicked her sizzling starburst vibrator to life. The vibrating wand burst welcome with a heart- clutching “Buzz AH”.

“You forget you taught me well,” the student said to teacher, as Eva flicked her hand forward and released her own 6-inch sky blue wand out before her.

“Bizz IZa,” her vibrator said.

“So, we duel,” the queen said.

“I fear there is no other way.”

Both women eased down onto the divan under below them, shucked and wiggled to get the folds of the front of their robes open, their legs spread wide, their heels still on as they dangled a foot here, a toe there. Facing each other, the woman shifted their respective butts, angled their pelvises, and with one final arched back moan from each teacher and student, queen and revolutionary, mentor and ex-friend, these champions for good and evil lifted their vibrating sex toys and poised them between their bald glistening pussies.

“To the end then?” the queen asked.

“To the end,” Eva agreed.

“Bizz Ah Zipp Biz” rose as the woman dipped their weapons of pleasure down to each other and began the long luxurious process of battling in an orgasm duel for universal supremacy.

Eva’s old teacher, the dark-haired queen of the creeping evil Federation, was an expert with vibrators of every kind. It was only when Eva was deemed worthy that Irlie had taught her the ancient arts of self pleasure with toys and how, when used effectively, Eva might be able to defeat an enemy by lulling them into a quick release orgasm. But Eva feared her old teacher had kept some knowledge back, ancient recipes for simulating vibrator usage from bygone ages when pleasuring your partner and masturbatory techniques were valued on planets before there were such things as Federation strongholds and revolutionary attacks.

Sure Eva had battled in close melee with vibrating eggs, celestial floating bullets and had even used a hand stim unit or two,(the lanky blonde had built a reputation as being a very dangerous woman with any vibrator) but she had never been up against a woman like the evil queen. She tried to breathe through the sensations, but Irlie was applying just the right amount of pressure, tapping the tip of the Vibratex Starburst at a rocking rhythmic tease to Eva’s bulging clit that the younger woman was sure would be her undoing.

For her part Irlie actually felt a slight edge of nervousness, spread vagina to spread vagina with her old apprentice. Eva had been her best student, an adept quick leaner with a steady hand and very strong will. And as she worked the tip of her well-worn vibrator against Eva’s then protruding pinpoint nub, the queen feared she might very well have unknowingly met her match here.

Even with her tiny ass clutched, her big breasts bouncing, Irlie felt her low stomach clutch as Eva lean in, seemingly ignoring the pressure and vibration on her own clit, and executed a maneuver the older woman had never thought the younger would ever try. Irlie actually thought she might come as Eva lifted her young pale wrist and pressed the long shaft of her vibrating wand vertically between the queen’s wet lips.

“I…I am so sorry,” Eva sighed as she felt her entire body meeting there at her vibrating, engorged clitoris. “I never wanted, I never wan…”

“I know my young student, I kno…kno…ohhh,” Irlie panted herself as Eva kept the pressure of the vibrator vertical and strong between her gloppy nether universe.

Both women looked up from their battle and locked eyes.

Eva felt her last vestige of reason leave her. This was too much. The simulation on her clit, the perfect artistry of her old teacher’s hand coaxing her…

Irlie’s lips were giving way to the new regime, to this upstart, this skilled and crafty vixen with the long legs and strong middle finger who was…

_SHHHzarang!!_

The pod spun, shifted and jostled there in space as the craft was hit by a tracking ray. Both women fell back, their respective vibrating weapons falling to the cold steel floor beneath their make-shift boudoir divan.

“An Emetrtl Fleet ship!” Iriel said as she jumped to her feet to look out the view screen.

“I can’t do this,” Cindy said as I came around the car to the open passenger door. “Really Fred, this is gonna be too much.”

            “Jesus girl, all you have ever said to me was how much you love your sex toys, how you almost can’t come unless you’re using one, how you even want to teach a class on how to use a vibrator, you’re so good at it. And now you won’t even do this, this simple little walk through the mall?”

            “You’re really such a light weight after all, huh?” I added, closing the passenger door behind my best friend’s shapely ass.

            “You’re a real prick, you know that right?” Cindy said, but was smiling. I reached into my pocket and fingered the remote.

            “Oh God, oh God,” she squealed as the wireless simulator in her thong winked to life against her clit.

            “This is not fair,” the tall Chinese girl shuttered and just as her pretty white chin really began to quiver I quieted the vibrator by pushing the remote’s switch to off.

            “Oh this is _so _fair,” I said, closing my _Yaris’_ door, beeping the lock and walking hand in hand with my best friend to the mall entrance.

            “How many times have you teased me with those big tits?” I said as we walked through the parking lot. “How often do I sit across from you and stare at your cleavage and know you will never let me see those tits?”

            “And your ass? How many times have I seen your thong poking out low cut jeans or peaking at me from under skirts and shit?”

            “Yeah, but that’s cause…well you know we’re better friends than if we ever hooked-up. Besides, you always say you like looking at my body.”

            “I do, I do like it,” I agreed as we stepped onto the curb. “This is all just a little payback. A way to tease you, get a nice vibrating arousal going, and we still don’t have to hook-up.”

            “But this thong,” Cindy said looking down at her tight crotch.

            I flicked the remote and she suddenly stood stock still.

            “Jesus, I’m going to come right here,” my best friend said as she stood clutching my hand, willing herself not to give over to the vibrator’s sensation. We stood under the mall’s entrance awing, as an elderly couple passed us and smiled. We really just looked like any nice college kids out for a night at the mall.

            “Come on, just a little walk through, that’s all,” I said and once again turned the remote off.

        “You’re gonna be…” Cindy wheezed as I literally pulled her forward. “…you’re gonna be close?”

            “Close enough, like in range, I mean I got to be within 15 feet for the remote vibrator to work, but I’ll make sure you don’t see me all the time,” I snickered.

        I stole a glance down to Cindy’s tight shirt and saw her nipples poking out. Good, this was definitely getting to her. Let’s face it, she wanted; ached for, forever spoke about newer kinkier desires, with her toys, with her latest boyfriends, with just what she fantasized about. Sure, we were best friend and wouldn’t hook-up but this was a nice way to get the voluptuous girl nice and wet. I knew Cindy loved every blessed minute of being teased; she would never have accepted the vibrating thong from me if she hadn’t wanted to wear it.

        Really neither one of us could lose here.

            “The fun of this is you don’t know when I am around and when I’m going to hit the remote,” I said and just as we walked through the mall entrance and into the food court I flicked the switch again. 

        “You’re, you’re ah ha ha…” she squealed so loud two kids turned to look at her. 

            “Meet me back here in an hour,” I said. “That’s if you can still walk.”

            I kissed her cheek as she stood there shuttering, I quieted the remote and skipped away from Cindy.

            Just a nice Wednesday night walk through the mall, I thought.

Miss Jeanne had something new for me every time. From hot stones to magnets to new scented oil, my sixty-year-old masseuse was always trying to relax my muscles in some new intricately enticing way or tickling my skin so I was alight with intense pleasure the half hour I was on her table. And though I appreciated the petite lady’s determined professionalism, with each new approach or toy she introduced, my masseuse ‘amped’ my arousal level up past any normal range. Seeing as I was lying with just a sheet covering my naked ass, this very skilled attractive older woman tickling, touching and kneading me to such perfect degrees, was it no wonder that many a Tuesday night I sped home to my condo, ripped off my clothes and jerked off wildly to the lasting effects of the Miss Jeanne’s attentions?

            “I know I used a hand massager on you once, right?” the lady said as she pushed the sheet down my lower back just above the crack of my ass. I couldn’t help but press my pelvis into the table. If Miss Jeanne ever caught my movements or heard my sighs she never let on. I guess she just figured it was all part of a successful massage when a client wiggled and moaned.

       “I’m not really a big fan of vibrators,” she continued. “I know how to use a vibrator, but you know I like to have my fingers free, my hands at the ready.”

        “But I found these little things,” the lady continued as I suddenly realized she was not just making conversation.

        “I mean, they were in a sex store,” Miss Jeanne snickered. “I bought three.”

        Just what the hell was this sixty year-old woman doing in a sexy toyshop, I figured was a question I could ask at another time.

        I tried to ease my breathing as I heard Miss Jeanne shift behind me. I tuned to look over my shoulder and saw the lady standing with her back to me at the single high shelf at the right corner of the room where she stored all her accoutrements.

       “I love that they’re wireless,” she said as I lie back down and tried not to push my pelvis down again in the anticipation. “Kinda like a remote vibrator really.”

       I heard the sound of low humming then.

       “Tell me how this feels,” the lady over me said and suddenly I felt the lightest, shake and shimmer of Miss Jeanne’s right hand on my shoulder blade. 

       “Ah aha,” I said as the lady simply tickled three fingertips down to the center of my back. I could feel almost prickling, not stinging, not hot even, but a consistent vibrating trio of tips on my skin.

       “That’s nice,” she said. “I don’t even have to touch you all that much. It’s like my finger tips are just dancing. I like these, I really like these.”

       From what I could tell Miss Jeanne had put finger tip vibrators on.

       “Oh Ja…Miss Jeanne,” I sighed.

        Shit, there was no mistaking how aroused I was, why try to hide it?! I humped her table as she moved her right hand down my back.

       “Wow this really does relax the muscles.”

        One muscle wasn’t so relaxed, I wanted to scream, but I arched my back as the lady got right to where my sheet just covered the top of my ass.

       “It’s really a nice low to medium variable,” she said spider-ing her fingers to the small of my back. I didn’t dare even guess where her other hand might be.

       “Let’s see,” she said and ripped down the sheet covering my ass. She had the thing off me completely in one fluid motion, the cool scented air of the room hit me and I bucked then.

       “Mmmm, I know I have never told you this,” and Miss Jeanne placed those three vibrating fingers tips dead center of my right ass cheek. “But you really do have a nice ass, Phillip.”

       She pressed deep and my glut muscle released as I moaned and ground my hips for all I was worth.

       “These really work good, huh?’ the lady said and lifted her hand off my complaint flesh as fast she as she had plopped it down, She went to my left cheek and knead, buzzed and vibrated me there.

       “Mmmm hmmm,” the lady cooed above me. “I really do like the way this feels.”

       I arched, I shucked, I moaned and quaked. I opened my legs, willing her to dip those tiny little buzzing minions between my thighs, maybe up under me, touching my balls or even…

      “Ok, well I know these work good,” Miss Jeanne said, removed her hand and then pulled the sheet once more across my butt.

      I fell to the table once again, felt the lady go to her shelf and prayed the massage was over so I could get home and jerk-off!