He said that because of this, it didn’t strain him or tire him, but it also didn’t feel like a sleepy wank either, where he usually wants to sink back into bed afterwards. My partner had a similar experience when he used it on his own and felt really sexy afterwards, describing an energized state and attributing it to the position he was in, back rested against the higher slope and one foot on each side, toes dug into the carpet. It was really erotic and very confidence-building. I felt a weird out of body experience as the sun shone through the snake tank and onto my beating chest, like I was on display…for myself.
It was comfortable, but I didn’t want to just sprawl out and nod off into a sweaty mess like I usually do. I rarely orgasm that many times from a Hitachi it’s usually one or two and I’m over-sensitized and blissed out, but something about the Chaise had this organically coaching feeling telling me that I could keep going if I wanted to, and I did. I worked myself into what felt like ten different positions with my Hitachi. I thought it was just me who felt that way, as the first time I used it I masturbated alone while my partner was at work. Yes, I would say this is relevant to my interests. It’s not as though I’ve fetishized the Chaise (well maybe I have, a bit), but rather just something about it that fits so appropriately with my identity, physically and spiritually. Just feeling the texture of faux leather in comparison with everything else in my apartment brings me a visceral awareness of my sexuality. The headspace change happens almost the second I touch the Chaise. It’s like a really gentle inversion table at times, except I’m consenting to the bloodflow differential and I have all the fluff and back support I need. Ta-Da! The Chaise’s new home.īeing that it is so supportive, grippy where it needs to be, the texture of the faux leather cover, the strong D-rings on the bottom, and the angles of the curves, the Chaise is like a little mental vacation once we get onto it. What I have discovered, though, is that this Chaise is great not only for physical disabilities, but has done wonders for our neurodivergences as well. Seeing a contract for the first time certainly triggered some unexpected anxiety, and considering my primary partner and I don’t have the most frequent sex, scheduling time between my stressful semester, my back, his job, and our sick kitty to try out the Chaise has been a little tricky. And that does do my head in a bit, mental healthwise. I’m still not getting paid here, but I’ll be damned if I didn’t get a massively gorgeous $600 furniture kit for the quality of my writing, so here goes: All expanded, before putting on the cover. I worry folks think I don’t put as much care into what I do because I’m not getting paid for it.
#ESSE CHAISE PROFESSIONAL#
Every review I’ve ever done has been without contract and that’s sort of alienated me from the rest of the professional blogging community because I fear my work has less value. I’ve never reviewed something for a company before. Which plays into the first theme of my thoughts on disability.
#ESSE CHAISE FREE#
I know I could write a really lengthy post about the whole experience, and I’ve only really used the chaise for sex three times after having it for a month, but to be completely transparent, I’m contracted by Liberator to write this free review within 30 days, so time is somewhat a factor. Do I take the cerebral road and wax poetic about how this item has led me to reconsider disability, particularly in my anxieties over using it? Do I just get straight into the meat of the review because I think readers would be more interested in the form and function of the chaise for their own personal considerations, particularly given the price-point of the toy and the decisions required to make such an investment? I really don’t know.
#ESSE CHAISE HOW TO#
Now, I’m switchy in all aspects of my life: kink, academia, picking a place to eat…when it comes to fucking on a gorgeous piece of furniture or choosing how to write about it, the same principles apply. What’s This? WHAT’S THIS? There’s boxes everywhere! I was excited, I was intimidated, I knew the possibilities would be beyond my imagination and I knew things were really up to me for direction and choice. Like this blog post and even the Chaise itself, I didn’t know where to start or how to react. When I was approached by Liberator to review their Black Label Esse Chaise, I was sort of mystified.
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