Well that's actually kind of a cool thing. Whereas most vibrators rely on direct stimulation to the clitoris via vibrations, this works differently. This toy works by stimulating the clitoris without even really touching it at all! I know right? What does that even mean??
Saturday, 12 September 2015
Review - The Womanizer
Well that's actually kind of a cool thing. Whereas most vibrators rely on direct stimulation to the clitoris via vibrations, this works differently. This toy works by stimulating the clitoris without even really touching it at all! I know right? What does that even mean??
Saturday, 8 November 2014
Review: We-Vibe 4 Plus
“An app?” I hear you say. “What possible reason would a wireless, remote control toy need an app?”
Seriously, gang. This is one toy every couple needs in their toybox! I give it a 9/10 because really the only thing it can't do is give you a hug, bring you a cup of coffee and tell you it loves you.
Until next time,
Monday, 15 October 2012
Tim Tam Slam! AKA Mouth-Gasm!! Yes, there is such a thing...
This is a video that I have wanted to do for ages and I finally got around to it with the help of my awesome mate and video blog partner, Angry Aussie.
So, for all my wonderful overseas friends and followers who have asked me (and my goodness there are a lot of you) what a Tim Tam is, and why I am always talking about them and what is so damn special about them... This is for you.
Enjoy!! I know I did!!
Sunday, 26 August 2012
Sexy Costumes Are Sexy
@AngryAussie and I love to have a little fun with our vids... This time we roped in the delicious @ViolaTurtleDove to come play too!
The shop I work in has heaps of funky costumes and so we decided to show some of them off... And then we made a video!
Enjoy!!
Sunday, 3 June 2012
Video: That's Not My Name. Parody Song
One of my gorgeous sex worker friends @HollyInAlbury (go follow her on Twitter, seriously!) has made an awesome pro sex work video.
I love this so much. It's fun and funny, but also has a really strong message.
Respect Sex Workers!!
Tuesday, 22 May 2012
Video: Blow Up Dolls are fun!
Blow-up dolls can be so much fun, and a little bit funny too.
Join AngryAussie, AIDzee and me as we look at some of the best ones!
Monday, 12 March 2012
Friday, 9 March 2012
Video: What do Women Want in the Bedroom?
Chantelle Austin and I discuss what it is women are really after in the bedroom. And what men can do to help them achieve it...
Thursday, 8 March 2012
Video: Men! Don't be Afraid of Sex Toys!
Another video of the gorgeous Chantelle Austin and I talking about sex toys and what it really means if she wants to bring one into the bedroom
Enjoy!
Video: Earth Shattering Orgasms...
(Oops! Totally posted the wrong video for this one! Haha. Let's try that again...)
One of mine and Chantelle Austin's Video Blog series for men on how to have better sex. This one has over 15,000 views!!
Lotta people wanna know how to orgasm properly! Enjoy!
Monday, 5 March 2012
Diary of an Aussie Call Girl
A few years ago, when Belle Du Jour's book and then the Billie Piper's TV show "True Confessions of a London Call Girl" came out, People Mag asked me to write my own version of a diary... So I chose one of the weekends that I am often the busiest and documented it...
Thursday 9am.
Wake up with loud buzzing in my ears. Don’t know what it is, but it’s bloody annoying! Pillow over my head works, but now I can’t breath properly.
Fuck it. May as well get up.
Open the window and the whining hum infiltrates my kitchen.
It hits me. I must have been living in a bubble this past month to forget what the date was.
That one time of year when the city becomes the ultimate bloke’s Mecca, and I get to spend the whole time in swanky, high-class hotels…
Grand Prix.
Call the agency. Am pretty much booked solid for the entire weekend, starting at 7pm tomorrow.
Friday 5pm
First client wants me to wear stockings and boots and bring toys.
Easy
Mirror check. Dressed and made up. Smooth and smelling gorgeous. I look fun and sexy, but definitely not trampy.
Perfect.
Lights off, Lock up, double check I have all I need, and I’m out.
7pm
Get to hotel, it’s one of my favourites, I don’t have to go to reception first.
Arrive at room and meet Roger. Business stuff out of the way I turn to him and smile.
“So, you like toys huh?”
“Yeah,” he says. “I love watching chick’s play with themselves.”
Awesome. I love these jobs.
I pull out my little black bag-o-tricks. “Would you like to choose one?”
He chooses the dolphin. They usually do.
A light purple vibrator with a thick shaft full of pearly beads that spin and twist inside it, and a small rubbery attachment shaped like a dolphin that buzzes and pulsates.
It’s a good choice.
Sitting on the bed facing him skirt pulled up, my stockings and boots still on, I start to play.
He’s watching intently. His hand wrapped around his own cock.
That turns me on a little more and I press at the buttons, making the beads spin faster and the little dolphin buzz. It feels fantastic and I push it deeper into me.
He’s pumping his cock nice and hard now, watching the slick vibe move in and out of me.
My body tenses up, and the delicious tingly orgasm waves over me.
I see him come too, moaning and shuddering in his armchair across the room.
Share a smoke and have a shower. Accept his thanks and a nice little tip.
Say goodbye. Sign out. Make way to lobby and car and to next job.
9pm
He’s an octopus. Hands all over me as I walk through the door.
“Just let me make this call,” I say through gritted teeth, swatting his hands away with what he thinks is a playful slap.
Sign in. Hardly hung up and he’s pulling me into the bedroom.
Okay fine. He wants it quick?
Clothes off, quick suck, straddle him, ride hard…
He comes.
He looks ready for sleep
Good.
Shower, dressed, sign out, say goodbye.
Oh, and look at the time! Still only 9:30pm, I’ve got time for a coffee.
10:30pm
A Bi-fantasy booking in a flash hotel, he musta been inspired by the Grid Girls at the GP.
Meet Veronica in the lobby and go up together.
Guy seems shy. Doesn’t know where to look. Poor thing.
Veronica calms him with a back massage.
He wants to watch us kiss, so we do.
I like working with Veronica, she seems to enjoy it as much as I do.
Her hands travel down my sides and the client moves over to watch us play.
Her breasts are small and firm and her nipples are hard in my mouth.
Her fingers are cool as she slides them into the warm wetness between my legs.
The client wants to fuck now, so Veronica obliges on all fours. Kissing me while he thrusts into her from behind.
They both come hard. I’m little envious.
Shower. Sign out. Say goodbye.
Veronica and I leave the lobby in opposite directions.
Midnight
On route to next booking the agency calls.
The client has cancelled but there’s another job waiting.
12:30am
Get to the hotel and go to reception. Hate that.
Client’s a normal looking guy in his 40s. He smells like car fumes, stale whiskey and cigarettes.
He pours himself another drink, makes me a cup of tea and we sit on the sofa.
Grand Prix highlights on the telly. He’s really into it, telling me all about the race and his day at the track.
I relax back on the couch, my feet on his lap as he rubs them nicely.
Have been sitting on couch for almost 40 minutes. Explain to him our time is nearly over.
“Just call and extend,” he says. So I do.
Another whiskey, another cup of tea.
I offer a massage, he declines.
I offer to move into the bedroom, he declines.
“It’s not you,” he says. “I just want to hang out. Is that okay?”
“Absolutely,” I tell him, and settle back to watch Letterman.
3am
Why is it that the only thing to eat at this time of the morning is Maccas?
Finish my cheeseburger (leaving the pickles on the paper wrapping) and head off to next job.
3:30am
I think the guy is on coke or a pill or something. His eyes have that “I’ve been awake for three days look” and he can’t shut up about the damn Grand Prix.
The sex is awkward and jittery and he can’t really keep it up.
He doesn’t seem to notice though.
He finally comes through a hand job and, when I get back from the shower he’s fast asleep. I let myself out.
5am
Last job of the night, please, please let it be a good one.
Bill has just got back from a night out and is slightly wobbly on his feet.
In the bedroom he is having a hard time getting hard.
‘Can I go down on you?” He asks
His tongue is soft and warm and he laps at me eagerly. I lie back and enjoy it, letting the sensations wash over me.
I come nicely and he gives me a moment to recover while he gets himself a drink.
“Can I do it again?” He asks on his return.
I reply with a smile and lie back against the pillows.
What a perfect way to end the night.
7am
Finally home.
In my Jammies.
In my bed.
And of course, those bloody cars have just started up again.
Tuesday, 21 February 2012
Art Appreciation
I wrote this piece originally for Australian People magazine when I had my column "Sophie Loves Sex." This is it in its original form... For the longer, more descriptive and even sexier version... Well, you'll just have to wait for my book to be published!
Enjoy!
Simon was an artist who lived in a little upstairs studio in the city. Nearly the whole flat was covered in brightly coloured canvases, and easels containing half finished works.
“Do you like them?”
“Yes,” I said. “You’re very talented.”
“I’m getting a bit tired of the old canvas,” he said. “I really want to try painting on other mediums.”
“Like what?” I asked.
He paused for a minute, thinking. “Could I paint you?” Before I had a chance to respond he added, “I mean paint on you. Make you my canvas, I’ll use body paint.”
“Sounds like fun,” I said.
He led me to a table covered in a white sheet. I slipped off my clothes and lay on my tummy, my chin resting on my hands.
He dipped his hand into the paint. It was cold at first, making my body tense up and little goose-bumps appear, but after a few strokes I got used to it and began to enjoy it.
His hands smoothed the paint across my back, over my bottom and down my thighs, warm and strong.
After about twenty minutes he stopped and stood back to admire his work, pulling over a large mirror so I could see as well.
It was amazing. My back, all the way down to my knees, was covered in these bold shades of blue and purple and silver, all blending into each other to resemble a kind of magical stormy sky - the curves of my body complementing the swirling paint and adding depth and shadow to his work.
He walked around the table, inspecting it from all angles. “You are one sexy piece of art,” he said.
He pulled me back slowly til my feet were on the ground, my elbows still resting on the table, and I turned my head so I could see in the mirror.
He stepped out of his jeans, exposing his hard cock, and came up behind me. His hands slid up my body as he pushed into me, leaving a trail of slivery-purple up my belly, and over my breasts, his slippery fingers pinching at my nipples, making me push back harder onto him.
The paint from my back streaked over his chest and stomach as our bodies slid against each other and by the time we both came, in a slippery, paint-smeared heap, the magical storm had gone, replaced with a greyish mess.
After sponging each other off in a warm soapy shower we shared smoke and a glass of wine.
“I wish you’d taken a photo of it,” I said. “I would have loved a copy.”
“You were so sexy, I couldn’t help myself.” He reached over to a pile of small canvases and pulled one out.
It was a beautiful whirl of spirals and curls all blended together in different shades of green, and just looking at it turned me on again.
“As a reminder,” he said, handing it to me.
I still have it. I’m looking at it now. And considering the tingles I get when I do, it’s definitely still doing its job.
Why I Should Be On The Circle - Channel Ten
So by now a lot of you know I am pretty keen to get myself on The Circle as their resident sexpert. I think I would be a great asset to the show and think that I would fit right in with the gang too.
Why The Circle, you ask? Well there are a few reasons.
1. I think The Circle is great morning TV. It's fun, friendly, light-hearted and funny.
2. I think they could do with a bit more sex talk on the show. Not smut. Not porn. But sex talk.
3. Women love to chat about sex with their girlfriends, they really do, and I think The Circle would be a great forum for this.
The next, and probably most important part of this is, Why Me?
Well again, there are a few reasons.
1. I know my stuff.
I have been writing and talking about sex for over ten years. I am a published and popular writer on the subject and have a lot of contacts and networks within the world of sex.
2. I am articulate and educated.
I can speak well and intelligently and have a friendly and non-confronting nature. I am approachable and friendly and do not alienate people.
3. I am normal.
This may sound silly, but what I mean is, I am an average Australian woman. I am married with a child. I look like your everyday person. I have no fake anything and can relate to mums and women (proven with the many sex-based articles I write for Mother and Baby magazine). But most importantly I am real. I even have wobbles... But by goodness I am sexy!
4. I have an extensive sexpert resume that covers everything from running a brothel to writing for The Australian Sex Party. I have been a guest sex-presenter on radio and have written everything from erotic short stories to advice on talking to your kids about sex...
5. I have good interview, research and presenting skills and, to be honest, I think I'd look good on telly.
:-)
Of all my goals for 2012 this one and getting my book published are number 1.
Let's DO this funky thang!