Sexy people -

I’m so happy to be writing this post to tell you that we made it! Chilldils has officially raised the $500 we needed to made our hot/cold dream a reality, thanks to some wonderful and generous friends in the community. Once the campaign is “officially” over on December 15th, Kickstarter will release the money to Amazon Payments, which will then take their sweet time about giving it to ME, apparently. However, this means that I can actually plan instead of just theoretically plan! I’m writing up the orders for our storage tube packaging now and designing the inner label/insert.

Naturally, I wouldn’t be writing this without the help of 12 13 truly incredible people:

THANK YOU to D.S. – an anonymous donor with a big heart. I don’t know about him, but I’m going to go ahead and assuming he’s charming, startlingly attractive, and incredibly intelligent!

THANK YOU to Epiphora, of www.HeyEpiphora.com – not only did my sex-toy-sista-at-arms donate money, she wrote a lovely blog for Chilldils, after which donations went through the roof. Epi is literally the ONLY gal I think could pose a challenge to yours truly in a  sex toy version of Jeopardy. 

THANK YOU to Angel, another anonymous big-hearted donor. You were the special one that brought us to our goal – thank you very, very, very much.

THANK YOU to Raven Q., of Ravenous, who is great fun on twitter and will soon be enjoying a bunch of new toys, thanks to a streak of pervy luck

…and the winner is…

Comment #41, Raven Quince!

Congrats, chica

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For all the sexy, brilliant, delightful folks who did not win, may I humbly suggest you stay tuned – not only will Raven likely post her thoughts on this hot little number once she’s given it a go, but the toychick may in fact have a trick or two up her sleeve closer to Xmas. Let’s just say I’m in league with some SERIOUSLY depraved elves up there in the ‘pole.

Again, I most humbly thank you for participating in the giveaway – you brought me smiles when I saw how many folks out there are happy, healthy, sexy people looking to expand their horizons. You should all pat yourselves on the back for being open enough about your sexuality to enter a contest like this! It is because of people like you that generations hence will be able to be comfortable and unconcerned when they express themselves.

-TTC

(whisper) Jesus, look at that (13 yr old) girl. She’s dressed like a total whore! *points*

Such is an excerpt of my disbelief, mid-mall walking with my guy, of a young woman dressed in such a manner that the pockets of her cut-offs were visable at the edges of the hem. I began to ask myself recently – what do I mean by that, exactly? I know the picture I have in my head…I am a child of the 80’s, and I’m seeing the hollywood hooker dressed in fishnets, high heels, a tube top and legwarmers leaning into the window of a sleek car that’s just pulled into the warehouse district. Not an -actual- woman, mind you, but a parody of an idea, a fleeting classification made real by the magic of 20 year old films starring guys like Eddie Murphy. The teased-out side ponytail and Madonna-esque carriage of this mental lady of the evening firmly entrench the idea in a non-realistic sector of my brain.  Even before I became the toychick, I knew (at least on some level) that ‘real’ prostitutes had substance, humanity, and feelings these gum-smacking movie counterparts did not.

Hooker, whore, tramp, and even to an end the C word (which I just cannot, despite a very intelligent explanation by my buddy Essinem, use) have risen to become some of the new “soft curses”, now that we’ve lost the outrage over words like hell and damn. We sling these words around to mean just about anything, but I have yet to hear them used positively in passing speech among my non-sex-blogger friends. To whore something out is to use it to the husk with no regard for feeling or consequence. Tramp, no longer instantly recognized as an old term for hobo, is most often heard when describing a lower back tattoo, followed by the word stamp. The C word is one I included in the list because, while there are strong and wonderful women using it to describe their Georgia O’ Keefes, I hear it in fights sometimes, flung like a blunt object of insult at someone’s proverbial head. In these cases, it’s essentially saying: “I am reducing your organs of pleasure and reproduction into a single word which I am using in a dirty and insultive manner, thereby undermining an important and sacred part of who you are.”

There is a groundswell of support for ‘taking back’ these terms, injecting them into conversations with the tone of familiarity until the shock hopefully wears off. While this is fighting the good fight on one front, I question how long it will take before it can be considered effective as a whole, rather than just a few women being labeled coarse or mannerless when their intentions are misread in mixed company.  I confess I do not have a more elegant solution other than my own substitution of less emotional-landmine terms, but I do wish either solution would become more prevalent. As it is, it turns my stomach when I hear young boys using “gay” when they mean “stupid”…it’s something that seems like juvenile joking on the surface, but is in reality a creeping homophobia, poisioning society from the youth on up.

I began to question my own casual use of some of these terms when I ‘met’ Alexa. She was bright, witty, and had a lot of very interesting things to say on twitter – among them that she was an escort. Interested in both the dirty parts of her stories as well as the day-to-day ones, it slowly began to dawn on me that escorts deserved more consideration from me – that simply acknowledging them as fellow humans was still putting viable distance between myself and women in the profession. Okay, sure, I liked reading about the adventures as well, but eventually I began to look forward to Alexa’s ‘regular’ tweets as much as the professional ones.

The day the dam broke was the day her rabbit passed away. I suddenly discovered that she loved rabbits, raised them and loved them dearly, and so shared the same affection I felt towards my little lop. I cried openly when I read her heart-wrenching account of losing her rabbit, tears of sympathy and wishes for healing from someone who has also lost pets so dear they were all but family.  I suddenly felt a deep and abiding shame I had her kind of ticked off in my head as “escort”, belatedly realizing I was subconsciously considering the profession first and the woman herself second. It is definitely – and correctly – the other way around.

So this, Alexa, is my roundabout apology. I realize we don’t know one another very well, but I wanted to make this promise to myself and you that I wouldn’t lazily continue to keep up my mental stereotypes. I’m making an effort to state that someone is “scantily clad”, or “dressed trashily” instead of falling back on the euphemisms that undermine sex workers.  It’s hard to undo a lifetime of unintended bias, but it doesn’t mean it is something that can be ignored and continued. I hope that my readers will join me in their own fashions – after all,  if we wouldn’t use gay and stupid interchangeably, neither should we use whore to mean ‘use to the husk with no regard for feeling or consequence’.

-TTC

So, I luv RedHeadWriting.

I love redheads, I love snarky writing, and I ESPECIALLY love marketing/copy writers, so she was an insta-braincrush. I even entered her “Better Story Than Mine” contest with a tongue-in-cheek poem, during which she declared I have the most awesome avatar on twitter. She began to write for a really cool site, www.toywithme.com, and I started to read her on there.

THEN I came across this lol-inducing story on the site as well, and I’m like…well, what is this site? Are they a branch of a sex toy retailer or something? I am all for bloggers making $ on affiliate programs, don’t get me wrong, but I hate finding out there’s corporate roots in what should be an independent effort. It’s like finding out after the fact that Phillip Morris is sponsoring a lung cancer study – it’s really hard to believe the results aren’t, er, “helped along”, shall we say?

So, after much digging to determine that there WAS, in fact, a gal behind the proverbial curtain that had no ulterior motives (other than being sexy, a-course), I submitted a piece on sex length for consideration. A few days later (holy shit) I get a DM on twitter I’m going live. On HER site!

Okay, I know, I’m a blogger. What’s the big deal? I “publish” all the time! The big deal is that someone ELSE thinks I’m cool enough to hitch my words to their own project (and jesus H. is that site design nice, totally blows mine out of the water) and drop me in a literary cocktail party with the likes of – in my opinion – far more skillful pen jockies.

So please – help me make this a repeat opportunity! Check out Brevity is the Soul of Bliss, leave a comment  and kick up visitor numbers and such. The toychick will thank you for it – if I get at least 20 comments over there I will give a Tantus VAMP silicone dildo away next week! Ooooh…ahhh…free shit…

-TTC

Pssst. There’s a contest at the end. Read through!

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Hello, my dear readers. I know it’s been a good long while since I’ve related a tale of sticking something in me or on me, so I was well overdue for a review or two.

Spareparts Harnesses are a company I’ve had the pleasure of knowing and dealing with for a few years. They are one of those special toy companies whispered about from harness users to harness users, usually prefaced with “Ohmigod you have GOT to try…”

Their “swimsuit material” harnesses can be used in the shower/bath/pool/hot tub, and are designed – get this – with the WEARER in mind, not the (90-pounds-soaking-wet / has never seen another vagina or a guy to be pegged in her LIFE) model on the front of the box. They are comfortable, intuitive, and just…well, they’re just awesome. Can you tell I like these things? The first time I tried a harness on, it was a “leather” one from one of the “big guys” of toy manufacturing. There were so many straps, buckles, cinches, and scary-looking hardware dangling from it, that by the time I squished my svelte size 20 frame into it, I’m fairly sure a casual passerby would think I had let my underwear and a parachute rig have hasty unprotected sex.

To duplicate the experience, I slipped the Joque on *without* reading the instructions at all. It honestly took all of thirty seconds, and my inner dialogue went something like, “Oh! Okay, that goes here…wow, will you look at that? Well that was easy. Velcro! I love…ooh, the leg straps are stretchy too. Wow, this is actually..it feels just like I’m only wearing underwear. I wonder if I could fit…”

And yes, folks. I did, in fact, fit the Ebon Stallion in this thing. 5.25″ in circumference and giant balls…not to mention it’s CERAMIC. I walked around the house with this obscenely large ceramic penis jutting out in front of me like a flagpole, and damned if it didn’t stay exactly where I put it. There was no…er…drooping, shall we say? The 90 degree angle held up through several renditions of the risky business dance through my living room.  The reason behind this is a thick O ring made of many, many layers of the same material of the harness that stretches and conforms to whatever you’re equipping the harness with.

Even despite my best harness-wearing wiggle, my guy was immune to my pegging charms (he wanted to fix computers instead of getting buttsecks…you believe that?) and so I took revenge on his backup girlfriend, the Fleshlight. I swapped out the big boy for my trusty goodfella, slipping on a condom -before- sliding it through the O ring (which actually works very well to keep the condom in place, a good consideration for those who are sharing toys with non-fluid-bonded partners), lubed up, and went to town.

Wow. Okay, I totally see why people rock the strap on now. I mean, I’ve played around with my “other” harness (who will be languishing alone in the drawer now) and I got that “Oh, hey, cool I have a penis” thing…but it was NOTHING like wearing the Jocque. I actually climaxed with nothing going on internally, because the Joque sits the dildo of choice right where it should.  There was no chafing, pinches, or anything to remind me that I was wearing a harness and a silicone dildo to disrupt my daydreams I had managed to spontenously grow a bio wang of my very own.

Why I like the Joque:

Washable: When I do manage to pull my guy away from his computers, pegging will be a cinch because I can just toss the whole harness into the wash when I’m done. That was a really nice feature to me, because my guy and I both enjoy all sorts of sex play, but are very adamant about proper cleanup when all is said and done.

Easy To Put On: I’m a total spaz. If I can get this thing on without reading instructions and without dislocating something – believe me, you can too.

It Lurves Big Girls: I got size “B”, and I’m a size 20 in pantaloons. I do not feel like I’m stretching the wearability limits…and in fact, feel like it would very comfortably fit bigger girls than I with the straps let out.  It adjusts with four plastic buckles on thick (quality) elastic straps around the legs and under the butt and two similarly buckled straps over two folding panels of velcro on the generously thick waist band. A size “A” is also available for smaller wearers.

They Support NYSBC: www.SparePartsHardware.com generously donated a harness to raise funds for SWA during the calendar party raffle. Wouldn’t you like to own toys that you know support the causes YOU believe in?

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Because they’re kickass, Spareparts not only gave me a Joque to review and a Joque for the NYSBC raffle, they also gave me one for YOU! That’s right, you could have a superhero harness all your own to..you know…dance around the living room with. Or whatever. Ahem.

This lovely chocolate colored Joque is a Size “A”  (edited to add: Size A fits a 20-50″ waist) and ready to rock the world of a winner (and their lucky partner(s)!) I will be drawing a winner a week from now from everyone who leaves me a comment in this post. Yep, that’s it – just leave a comment! Make sure there’s an email or some way to contact you (blog link, twitter name, etc) in the comment or I can’t give you your goodies!

While it isn’t required, tweeting is an awful nice thing to do, don’t ya think? “ Hey! @ThatToyChick is giving away a Joque Spareparts Harness! http://tinyurl.com/yz7rnr5 – Please RT “

-Luv, TTC

Hey everyone!

First off, thanks to each and every one of you for reading my blog, tweeting/direct messaging me, google talk-ing, hanging out with, or calling me. Prior to blogging, I became something of a hermit after a few really god-awful jobs and a bad car accident, thinking there really wasn’t much of a plus to hauling myself out of bed in the morning. Dorky as it’ll probably make me sound, twitter kinda put the proverbial spurs to me to get involved with other humans again.

I am a dreamer, always have been – I come up with ideas that I will expand upon at great length for a conversation or two, then set aside because “it’ll never work”. Sometimes, though, I think they’re useful or good enough to pursue and I make myself keep running with them…the Massive Manufacturer List was one of these! A great labor of love, it was a pain to get started but is now one of my favorite things to work on. Not too long ago, I had another idea that managed to hurdle the “it’ll never work” mantra and gain momentum in my brain. This led to a chat with a really cool Etsy momma I met on twitter, which led to several more, which produced a sketch, which produced a prototype, which then gave birth to “Oh my god, I think this is going to work!”

That idea produced the Chilldil, which you’ve likely seen me talking about frequently on twitter. A simple but kinda neat idea (IMHO), it is a special sleeve for sex toys, dildos, and the like that is filled with natural materials that can be microwaved or chilled in the freezer to transfer temperatures to your favorite sex toys. Great for headaches and neckaches when you’re not filling it with faux phalluses, the design is purposely discreet so you can leave it lying about or store it in the freezer full time if you want to.  We’re even making a special washable sleeve that slips into the chilldil so you can use it for refreshing the temperature mid-play.

But – I need help.

We (my maker and I) have got pretty much everything all set up – we know what we’re making, we know how we’re making it, how it’s being packaged, what materials we’re using, who’s doing the advertising (cough), and other sundry concerns involved in bringing a new product to market that usually result in panicked last-minute “omfg what NOW?” reactions. We lack capital, however.  I’ve found really nice packaging (a tube, you can see it in the video), but it needs to be ordered in batches of 100 tubes and I have literally no savings or income for this at the moment.

I, of all people, understand the not-having-money thing. I fully comprehend the financial situation the vast majority of us are in, and I’m not asking you to empty your pockets! What I AM asking you is to spread the word. If you have a few minutes to spare:

• Leave a supportive comment here
• Mention my project on your blog
• Follow @ThatToyChick and @Chilldils on Twitter
  
• RT or Tweet info about Chilldils
  
• (Especially) Leave a comment on YouTube
• (Especially) Leave a comment on the Kickstarter campaign.

The more popular the Chilldil looks, the exponentially greater chance I have at running a “it’ll never work” idea into a “holy shit, it DID work” reality, and beyond.

Thank you a million times over for reading. I am very interested in giving back to the sexblogger community once Chilldils gets off the ground, as they’re pretty much the reason it’s happening in the first place.

-TTC

The entirety of what is posted below is courtesy of the fabulous Between My Sheets (Check out 33! – That’s my lucky number, too! Woohoo!!):

It’s here. Finally. I promised it earlier, I know. Life got in the way (I’ll talk about it in my next post). That, and I had well over 150 unique nominations this year, counting all the comments and the nominations I received via email. Last year, I didn’t get nearly as many, and a good number of the nominations were my own.

I first compiled this list last year as a way to recognize the people who are courageous enough to put their lives or fantasies or opinions (or all three and more) out there to entertain and inspire the rest of us. I also hoped that this would bring new readers to every blogger on the list, and I had hoped that it would be an icebreaker way for bloggers to get to know one another. It was a smashing success, so I decided to make it an annal event.

This year, I had a number of other sex bloggers and readers help me with the judging. Special thanks to:

• Lilly (from This Could be Dangerous)
• Nadia West (from Diary of a Kinky Librarian)
• SSS and ♀ (from Sweat Shop Sissy)
• Mischief (from The Sexual Buzz)
• Vixen (from Secrets of a Blue-Eyed Vixen and Tits for Troops)
• Amber (from Scarlet’s Letter)
• Miss KissThis (from Miss KissThis)
• DeDe the Deviant Dyke (from Deviant Dyke)
• Monica
• Sara
• Sarah
• Sera (from Letters from a Seraglio)
• Sexy @ Forty (from Sexy @ Forty)

If you helped me and I missed your name or linked your incorrectly, PLEASE email me so I can fix it. For example else, you can say “thanks for the list” by visiting all of these websites and getting to know these wonderful men and women.

At the end of the day, even with the help of all the other judges, there were still ties or moments when I just felt like a certain blogger was being judged too harshly. This is still my list, still my opinion. So if you have beef, take it up with me, not with any of the other judges.

And now, without further ado, the Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2009:

1. Coquitten (website)
2. Alexa (website)
3. AAG (website)
4. Bad, Bad Girl (website)
5. TBK (website)
6. Mistress Matisse (website)
7. Miss Mia (website)
8. Thursday’s Child (website)
9. Roger (website)
10. Sinclair (website)
11. Sylvanus…
12. and Mina (website)
13. Natt Nightly (website)
14. Jake (website)
15. Lyn (website)
16. Adriana Ravenlust (website)
17. Sexy Sadie (website)
18. Shay (website)
19. Lilly (website)
20. Nadia (website)
21. Joan Price (website)
22. Madison (website)
23. Anal Amy (website)
24. Z (website)
25. Essin Em (website)
26. Easily Aroused (website)
27. Blacksilk (website)
28. Sleeping Dreamer (website)
29. Melen…
30. and rayne…
31. and Master KKT…
32. and cinnamon (website)
33. That Toy Chick (website) < I’m on the list! *wiggle* -TTC
    
34. Red (website)
35. Tom Allen (website)
36. Vix (website)
37. Coy Pink (website)
38. Lady Pandorah (website)
39. BackseatBoohoo (website)
40. Epiphora (website)
41. Aurore (website)
42. Miss KissThis (website)
43. Storm (website)
44. Ron Jazz (website)
45. Josie Jacobs (website)
46. Distracted (website)
47. Deviant Dyke (website)
48. Joanna Cake (website)
49. Sapphire Jay (website)
50. Sarah (website)
51. Kimberly (website)
52. Duchess (website)
53. Figleaf (website)
54. The Caged Songbird (website)
55. Kaya (website)
56. Ms. Justine (website)
57. Luka (website)
58. Ang (website)
59. Perverted Negress (website)
60. Harlot (website)
61. Vixen (website)
62. Anakan…
63. and Padme (website)
64. Wilhemina (website)
65. Axe (website)
66. Amber (website)
67. Lucy Vonne (website)
68. Rogue (website)
69. SSS (website)
70. Kyle (website)
71. Amorous Rocker (website)
72. Sera (website)
73. Lolita Wolf (website)
74. Elle (website)
75. Scarlet St Syr (website)
76. Charlotte Thorpe (website)
77. An Unassuming Girl (website)
78. Maymay (website)
79. True Pleasure (website)
80. Bad Influence Girl (website)
81. Diva (website)
82. Raven Quince (website)
83. Autumn (website)
84. Vanilla Impaired (website)
85. Wil (website)
86. Robin (website)
87. Panthera Pardus (website)
88. Ell (website)
89. Miss Communication…
90. and Captain Pants…
91. and A.E. (website)
92. Roxy (website)
93. Secretly Naughty (website)
94. Abby Williams (website)
95. Subheart (website)
96. Sequoia Redd (website)
97. Innocent Loveboy (website)
98. Liljgrrl…
99. and Nawa*G (website)

YOU! As always that last person on the list is you. Please, please, please leave a comment below promoting your own blog (or the blog of someone you love). Links are welcome, as long as they lead us to a sex-related blog, not a retail website or porn aggregation site.

I ran into @erosandisis on twitter a few months ago. Once I picked my jaw up off the floor and stopped drooling, I maniacally clicked through every page of their online catalog, each more delightfully decadent than the last. While I lurve my “home” silicone companies, serious credit has to be give to people who manage to work in ridiculously lush, almost architectually detailed sculptural flairs that make their dildos half art and half sex toy.

The next time the idea of Canada summons up images of plaid flannels, round bacon, and mounties (Mm..well, okay. Keep the mounties, on second thought.) steer your eyes to these babies:

These lovlies are the raffle prizes thoughtfully donated by Eros & Isis for the New York Sex Blogger Calendar Party! The silver dildo to the left is “Victor / Victoria“, the fancy feline stimulator in the middle goes by “Little Leolo“, and the gold beauty on the right is a “Mr. Mister” (all are available for purchase from Eros & Isis by clicking their respective names).

Crafted by the lovely ladies of Eros & Isis in North America, these are (VERY plushy-soft) food grade platinum silicone that is dishwasher safe, can be boiled to sterilize, and all the other myriad pros the dedicated silicone conisseur is already a fan of. How do they get that unique “antiqued metal” finish on their toys, you ask? I was curious too, so I asked -  They embed natural mineral pigments. That means the only thing touching your skin is pure, safe, silicone…nothing is painted on, sprayed on, or otherwise unwholesomely applied. These beauties are safe, body-friendly and intended to be enjoyed without worry…and what more can a girl (or guy) ask for, really?

I was also delighted to discover removable vibrating bullets in a special cavity in the base of each toy. Strong vibes, they sit inset into  the base for comfortable strap-on play which is a really nice touch. They’re also waterproof for bath and shower exploration, but should be removed if you’re dishwashing the toy.

What’s that, you say? You want more pictures? Goodness, fussy bunch, aren’t we? Well here, then:

See you at the party, you sexy beasts you. Rawr.

-TTC

I imagine hearing a case like this takes the monotony out of hearing a bajillion boring-but-important-ones.

Backstory: I had heard talk, back in my days as a buyer, of a little glass company making legal noise about how the popular “juicer” design seen in glass dildos was their thing. Whether this is the same company, I can’t say…much of what I initially heard was through several grapevines and came without a name attached, but it caught my attention. I’m all about keeping original ideas in the hands of the people who made them…infringement sucks and makes it impossible to be a confident and lucrative artisan…something that’s difficult enough as it is. But THEN I heard about a little glass company (one that I hadn’t heard of previously, which means they are likely exceedingly tiny or don’t market well) that was trying to say that glass toys – all glass sex toys – were their intellectual property.

Those who know me can tell you, I am inherently suspicious of the larger toy makers, as several of my artisan friends have seen their designs unabashedly copied. BUT – in this case Topco’s not-inconsiderable size and legal strength ensured not only their own glass dildo making future, but that of smaller companies as well. While I doubt I’ll ever lose my caution re: sex toy corporations, Topco’s actions seem to have benefited the community at large – this ruling will ensure Know Mind Enterprises can’t pull the same move on a company that wouldn’t be able to defend itself so successfully.

To summarize, I am all for ensuring that artisans have a right to copyright designs, as well as certain obviously unique concepts. If Know Mind were indeed the folks behind the “juicer” suit, I’d be inclined to dig up more backstory on that before weighing in with my opinion. Materials, however, seem a bit far-fetched. I mean, heck – they’re finding stone dildos now on archeological digs – does that mean that Stockroom can be retroactively sued for historical infringement? Lawsuits like this undermine the very real fight to ensure one’s designs stay exclusive, and that’s something that just isn’t worth a settlement.

-TTC

Edit, 8pm:   In a strange twist, I stumbled across an interesting story (marveling geekily still at the power of twitter to get info and allies so quickly) about an incredible artists who makes truly beautiful fire bowls by re-using discarded propane tanks. This man, and his creations, are under duress because a car salesman suddenly decided he was going to quit his job, steal John T. Unger’s designs, and get them made on the cheap out of NON recycled materials. The “best” part? John had previous copyrights on all the designs, which this THIEF is trying to get turned over – so he can continue making his cheap-o knockoffs.

Well, you say, surely that can’t hold water. And you’d be right. Except because the THIEF acted against John first when he filed to try and get the copyright overturned.  His plan of attack is to delay getting everything into court (which would get promptly turned over out of sheer ridiculousness) so that he can outspend John and win by default – a sad fact that would transpire because he made the first move.

This is why I am pro-copyrighting for designs over materials. Even John says in his press release that there would have been plenty of room in the market for BOTH artists, even using the same medium, if his designs hadn’t been ripped off.

Atraw Ceramics is a sexy little company that tingled my toychick senses a ways back, and whom I happily ran into at Exxxotica. A prime example of the sort of “little guy” I made my Massive Manufacturer List precisely for, the owner John sculpts these beauties in his very own workshop in upstate NY. We’ve chatted on the phone a few times, and he’s explained how they are made (lots of pottery-speak – suffice it to say it’s difficult), and why they are safe (vitrification and many smooth layers of body-safe glaze fired on). When he adds flair like sculpted-in veins and presses in breathtaking grapevine leaf  impressions – plucked from his own backyard, no less – you get a toy that doesn’t get much sexier or “green”!

I took some snapshots at his table in Exxxotica, which was woefully glanced over by one-track-minded fanboys eager to creep out their porn idols via awkward conversation and boob-staring. I, pulling a fangirl move of my own, picked up nearly everything on the table, turning it over in my hands in awe. THIS was ceramic? This smooth, lustrous, amazingly slick surface? I realized mid-conversation with the bemused owner and his wife that I was…erm…stroking the massive sleek-surfaced black cock in my hands without realizing it.  You would have too. Stop judging. Pbbbbth.

After chatting with John a few times, I mentioned the Sex Blogger Calendar Party. He wanted to help support the cause, so I’m very (very!) happy to say that there’s a FREAKIN GORGEOUS butt plug that will be gracing the raffle table, courtesy of Atraw Ceramics. This black beauty measures 5 1/4″ high and 5″ in circumference, weighing in at an sturdy 7.5 oz. It can be enjoyed with any lube, and has a non-porous surface that is diswasher safe (top rack, no soap, you silicone lovers know the drill!) What’s that? You want pictures? Well, sure!

So, consider this just another “incentive” to drop in on the New York Sex Bloggers Calendar Launch Party, held on November 6th 2009. You could potentially be able to put this in your butt! Woooo!

Also, there are ridiculously amazing gift bags and other raffle prizes – and admission is FREE!!

-TTC