And what are those you use regularly, those you use seldom and those you would like to experiment but just feel a bit too much?

I, technically, discovered sex toys still as a teen. I’ll leave the details for some other time. A bit embarrassing for the ocasion at hand.

I bought my first real sex toy when I was 18, which was a cock ring. Still my favourite kind of toy to this day. Have several. Then a pocket pussy. I still have a couple of these toys but I get too sensitive, so very seldom they get used.

With my partner I delved into anal play, so butt plugs, anal beads and dildos were added. I also own a cheap cock cage, that my partner does not enjoy me using. I use it occasionally just for my own personal fun.

The toy I’d like to experiment would be urethral sounds but the scare and risk factor overweighs the curiosity.

  • imadethis@fedinsfw.appEnglish
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    9 days ago

    Hmm, sex was always weird for me. I think I knew of the ‘concept’ of sex toys pretty early on. One of my ‘core memories’ is a friend hitting the play button on a porno of three women, one laying down prone while the other two played with her. My friend kept pointing to the toy they were using on her ass and excitedly describing how her vagina was spreading open because she wanted to have sex. I can’t remember much about the toy, except that it seems hilariously small compared to all the stuff you see nowadays. I think it was off white plastic or something, with a base that reminds me a little (in my memories) of a traffic cone’s base.

    ‘preteen hormones’ took care of the rest of wanting to know about sex. I stole my friend’s cds that had the porn and tried to watch them when no one was home.

    I think the first time I every tried to use a sex toy was the most awkward, lol. I had found a book of my dad’s that I really wasn’t supposed to find (dirty white boys, if I remember it right), and there were some comments about assholes and sex and such that led me to finally look at that area. I had just never actually looked using a mirror or anything, just took the advice about wiping and sort of did my best in the toilet. So after reading this book I found myself crouched on the sink counter in my bathroom, while holding a shaving mirror I had nabbed, all trying to get a look at my asshole… and then I took a pencil I had and pushed it in. Weeeeeeeeell, that led to all sorts of horrors. I discovered enemas accidentally when I used the fancy tub with the jets (and that was not a fun experience the first time when I wasn’t expecting it). I eventually took to using all sorts of random shit: The handles of shower loofahs (thin but wide with ridges for grip), a toilet paper holder than can only be described as serpentine with back and forth S curves (that one was a bad idea), the handle for a massager (it had these wicked spiked balls that connected by a dowel rod through a hold at the end so they could rotate… you remove the balls, and you had a reasonable dildo)…

    Damn, looking back at it all now, I was a really ‘wicked’ kid.

    I think I discovered my interest in furry porn by the time I was 16 or so, and I dreamed of the bad dragon dildoes for years. I finally was able to afford one, and finally able to buy and keep it hidden, only years later when I had a ‘career’ type job. Picking out the colors and sending the emails to the staff felt like it was so taboo and I had to be a super secret agent about when I got on my computer.

    I still have that first bad dragon dildo, a medium unflared chance. It’s a really good dildo. I’ve added some other stuff now that I enjoy, like nipple clamps, a butt plug with a rainbow horse tail, and several other random things. Humorously enough, I only really grabbed onto my current oral fixation in the last two years, so chance and my new dildo, the tentacock (it’s 11 inches, ya’ll, holy shit), get a lot of use in tickling my esophagus.