Crystal rose curved G-spot dildo review by Phallix

There wasn't a fancy motor, a soft realistic texture, or a technologically advanced button pad; it was just a simple glass dildo with a rose on the end.  My solo sex life has been graciously inundated with all sorts of new gadgets that I could never get tired of, but lately, I have wanted to take a break and explore a toy that didn't require batteries to be charged or multiple cords to be untangled. What transpired when I used this for the first time was a beautiful example of self-exploration.

I turned the lights down low and proceeded to romance myself. All too often, I've let rabbit vibrators or clitoral stimulators do the work for me, and this time I had to go back to the basics in order to find out how to please myself.

I put a candle on my bedside table and lit it, causing a warm glow to dance across my sheets. I undressed before my mirrors and watched the flame flicker behind me, pulsing as if with my own anticipation. I moved to the bed with my new dildo in hand, laid down, and parted my thighs.

The glass was heavy and cold as I positioned it against my wet lips. I moved the pronounced head up and down my lips, only letting  the tip slip inside. The more I caressed myself, the more I wanted it inside of me. With one quick thrust, I pushed the dildo into my flesh, and had the head aligned with my g-spot.

With slow, longing thrusts, I moved it back and forth, able to feel the head drag across the ripples of my pussy walls. I repeatedly pulled it all the way out just to be able to push it back in and feel the cold glass penetrate me once again.

It didn't stay cold; it took a few minutes, but it warmed up a little with my body temperature, as if trying to mimic my heightened sense of sexual arousal. When I was finally ready to submit to throwing myself over the edge, I held the dildo steadily inside of me, and with two fingers of my right hand, I rubbed my clitoris in a circular motion.

It only took a moment, and I felt myself climbing, my want rising. In an instant, I dove into a free fall. This dildo gave way to a moment of absolute silence, as if a symphony had played their finale and that one solitary note that gives the audience a sense of resolve ceased to be heard.

For a moment, I lay in bed, thinking on what had just transpired before returning back to my fast paced life. I let all my stresses fade away as my body melted into the sheets. That one orgasm was what I had hoped to feel and was worth the effort involved to make it so. While I hope to experience new sexual gears with all the bells and whistles, this dildo made masturbation an intimate experience that was mine and mine alone to enjoy.