The Butters #SexToyReview

Look… I’m going to be as upfront as I can out the gate. I’m not a sex toy reviewer. If I can just get a blog posted once a week anymore, well then I’m feeling pretty proud of myself. Really, I missed my calling when it comes to reviewing because all the free products, but I’m just not that dedicated or focused enough for the task of product reviews. 

So why today’s post if I’m not a reviewer? I don’t know. I guess I got a wild hair and was feeling frisky when Jerome Nichols from emailed asking if I’d review. 

The thing that made it easier was not only was the lube (neatly named The Butters) good, but the business is POC owned and operated. That alone deserves support when the current climate isn’t doing much to lift up people of color in business. Or at all really. 

So let’s talk about the product. 

From the site: 

The Butters was created as a solution to three problems in my life: chronic ashiness, dry hair, and most importantly, a lack of quality lube made for the sex I have. There are lots of products that solve the first two well enough, but I’ve never found a lube that’s beneficial to every orifice, non-toxic, plays well with lots of toy materials, won’t stain sheets, tastes good, is pregnancy-safe, and carries a reasonable price. 

I am a hardcore, devout coconut user in my everyday life. And the last sexual encounter I had we used coconut oil for lube. Bad part of using that is it does stain sheets and won’t come out. The Butters passes does well in that it goes on smooth, and eases the way for cock or toy. I didn’t notice any sheet stains, but I’d advice caution with any lube until you’re sure. 

Sensitive skin and lady parts is an issue for me. The pH changes in my vagina at the drop of a hat. My biggest worry was burning, chaffing after long term use, and it really bothering the bits. It applied easy, felt good, and didn’t make me feel like things were on fire. 

And NO strange smell. 

I tend to try lubes and discard them just as quickly. The Butters actually has the ability to be interested into my sexy play with ease. 


Pure organic aloe vera fillet gel, raw grade a golden ghanaian shea butter, pure coconut oil, pure extra virgin olive oil, pure grapeseed oil, pure palm kernel oil, pure soy lipid emulsion, apple cider vinegar, arrowroot gel. 

A 2oz tub starts at around $3 if you’re interested in sampling. And you’re not restricted to just sex play. Hair, skin, tattoo care are other possible uses listed on site. 

Check out The Butters

If you’d like to offer support, you can do so here

Or if you’d like to help me play with it, you know what to do. 😉

Fire and ice 

She arched with a gasp, her eyes closing tight behind the blindfold as the icy chill circled her clit. 

“What is that?” 

The words came out in a rush as the cool touch pressed between her lips, moving deep into her body and sending a shiver up her spine. 

“Do you like it?” His breath was hot on her cheek. “She thought you would. She’s helping me use it on you.” 

This time she whimpered as the coolness stretched her wide. A warm finger began circling her clit and she cried out. It was too much to stay still like he’d demanded with every press and circle. She tried to lift her hips to feel so much more, but the rope at her waist held her fast. 

“You can come for me like this.” He pressed a kiss to her mouth before whispering against it. “With that splitting you wide, with her finger on your eager clit.” 

He captured her quivering lip with his teeth and the nip nearly pushed her over the edge. 

“Oh, God.” 

“No. It’s, ‘Yes, sir.” 

Midnight Quickie 

“Touch me.” 

Her hand gripped mine hard as she pulled me closer. The way her bare skin glistened in the lamplight made me hard in an instant. 

“Here.” Her face moved toward mine, catching my lips in a heated kiss. 

She guided me in, using my fingertips to tease her clit. It was wet and engorged, rolling as she moved my hand just how she wanted. She pressed my fingers down and I captured her gasp in my mouth. 

I let her use me, taking her pleasure from me. I couldn’t help sliding my cock along her hip, coating her skin with fluid the same way she coated my hand. 

“Oh God,” she moaned, arching up so my fingers slip down to push inside. 

She’s beautiful in her pleasure and I’ve  never wanted her more. 


Sorry for no posts lately, it’s been a madhouse between work and last week being terrible. Life goes on, right?

He placed a hand between her shoulders and pressed until she bent forward, pressing her hands to the wall. Fingers trailed down her back raising goosebumps along her skin. 

“You need this, don’t you?” His lips brushed her ear, breath tickling and arousing. 

Her head was moving before her mind fully registered the words. A hard hand squeezed her bottom until she yelped. 

“Yes! I need it, sir.” 

He chuckled behind her before pulling at her hips until she pushed her ass back. She pressed her face to the wall and waited. He’s deliver that first slap when he was ready and not a moment before, but the anticipation had her holding her breath. 

The air seemed to change moments before the paddle landed, the sound hitting her ears a beat before the sensation. She gasped, arched, soaking up the heat as it sank into her skin. 

“One. Thank you, sir.” 

Her eyes fluttered shut when he placed a hand against stomach to hold her steady. Every cell of her body seemed to melt at his touch. 

“Thank you, sir,” she whispered before the next smack landed. 


As you know, I’ve been on a bit of a sex hiatus after my last brush with love ended poorly. Not that abstaining keeps one from a broken heart, but I was feeling far too tender to bother. 

Now, abstaining doesn’t mean I forego my favorite kink. 

I am a spanko fanatic, a spankophil, a lover of having my ass beat. You have a whip, I have an unspanked bottom? Lets party. 

A couple I’d played with in the past related to spanking. A recent get together was started with a discussion of adding sex to the mix. At first I was apprehensive (I have a very weird relationship with sex. I’m sure scouring my blog would make that readily apparent), but I decided I’d go with the flow. I’ll get my spanking and we’ll see how the night goes. 

With that in mind, I relaxed. That night ended up being a really really good night for me. Sucked, fucked, and sent to be spent. 

And of course, I got my spanking. 

#KOTW “I want to suck your…”

The theme for kink of the week is Vampires.  I vant to suck your bloood.

Typically I’d write a bit of fiction for something like this because… my life isn’t all that fun or interesting.

Vampirism isn’t something that gets me going.

No, that’s not true. I developed a hardcore infatuation for Brad Pitt because of the movie adaption of Anne Rice’s Interview with the Vampire.

That movie was the first time I’d understood how sexy vampires could be. The concept of the blood/power exchange and how erotic it could appear. How the vampire is all charm to lure the victim and how they both receive extreme pleasure (or pain) from the exchange. The absolute ecstasy…

I enjoy books with vampires in them for the same reason. The portrayal of a dark and sexy being choosing someone, drawing them in, and taking exactly what they want.

As for the blood itself? I’m exposed to blood on a regular basis because of my job.  So I have no desire to apply anything sexy to it, but the vampire in movies and books have some serious apply at times .

A tiny story to get an idea where my mind it.

The clack of her heels could be heard over the murmurs of the people she passed on the street. Many sought her attention, but only one knew he could hold it. 

She felt the brush of fingertips across her hand and glanced up into eyes so to blue they glinted. Her body froze, a haze of something warm moving through her. 

The feeling of her back against the cool stone wall hardly registered. All she felt was his body pressed against hers, harder even than the stone behind her. 

His lips brushed the skin over her carotid and she tilted her neck in offering. 

“You won’t remember meeting me in this alley, or the sting of my bite. You’ll remember the beauty of the night and the need between your thighs. You’ll head straight home after and touch your pretty cunt and think about how badly you need fucked.” 

The words were a whispered thought in her mind. She gasped as his teeth pierced her throat. 

“Yes,” she moaned out softly. 

Ahh, and now I really need someone sucking on my neck.

Click the lips for other Vamps.