review: tantus alumina

when the tantus alumina was provided for me to review courtesy of Tantus Inc via sextoys.com i found myself not at all attracted to it in spite of the utter loveliness of the finish and the excellent construction.

my bum she just wasn’t into it.

and since i don’t think it’s fair to review toys that you aren’t into at all i passed it off to naughty cherub and her partner innocent imp (who were very excited) and here are their reviews of this lovely piece of aluminum.

naughty cherub:

i had my eye on tantus’ alumina revolve for a while before i got the chance to try it, and i was really hoping it would live up to my expectations. i was intrigued by the aluminum – i haven’t gotten a chance to play with any aluminum toys before, and i was excited by the prospect of a new material, not to mention the toy’s shape (three bulbs in gradual sizes, with another bulb for the handle). i tried it as a g-spot toy, while my partner tried it anally.

the revolve has some very cool product features, not least of which is that the material used is anodized, 100% aeronautical grade aluminum. tantus makes most of its toys using 100% medical grade silicone, so it does make sense that when they chose to make an aluminum toy it would be of a comparable quality. as well, tantus makes several other aluminum toys which separate into two parts, allowing for mix and match ability between the toys.

another noteworthy feature is the fact that the revolve is definitely a “green” toy, as aluminum is the most abundant metal in the earth’s crust. eco-conscious folks can feel proud of themselves for using this toy.

when i began playing with this toy, the first thing that struck me was the temperature. like all toys that take on the temperature of their surroundings, it was both exciting and required a bit of getting used to on insertion, being quite cold. it took several minutes to warm up to my body temperature, and regained its cold temperature very quickly when i was done using it. though i didn’t try, i would imagine that the toy takes on heat very quickly as well if exposed to it, leading to a very versatile and enjoyable tool when playing with the effects of temperature on the body.

once the toy warmed up to room temperature and i was able to focus on more than just the sensation of temperature, i really enjoyed the feeling of the aluminum inside me. the material was smooth and felt solid, without actually being heavy. the shape of the toy was really excellent for g-spot use.

while being fucked with the toy, the topmost bulb was directly angled to my g-spot, while the other two continually rubbed my vaginal walls and my pussy lips, leading to intense, multiple orgasms. at several points i had to stop moving the toy, as it was almost too intense for me. used vaginally and for g-spot stimulation, this can be a really powerful toy.

this is not an appropriate toy for those who want something which feels natural – this is anything but. likewise to those who want a flexible or more malleable toy. but if solid, hard-as-a-rock toys with beautiful smooth finishes and lovely shapes are your thing, this is a truly excellent one. i would gladly recommend it and will be using it myself lots more in future.

innocent imp:

when i first saw the alumina revolve by tantus, i couldn’t wait to get my ass around it. it just looked so pleasurable. luckily, i was not disappointed.

the revolve comes in an attractive box with a molded foam pocket for ease of storage, and is finished in an eye pleasing anodized purple finish. one of the finer design points of this toy is that it is a modular design, and can be broken down into two pieces via a screw set into the middle of the toy and sealed with a rubber “o” ring. other modules can be purchased separately and attached to the handle to make a seemingly endless variety of new toys.

cherub and i used this toy with a condom on it because we wanted to keep it as safe as possible for vaginal play after being in my ass. that being said, it was a great toy. the anodized aluminum finish is well machined and makes for a smooth, comfortable insertion. the shape is very well designed and teases and toys with the nerves around the anus in a very pleasing way. as the toy moved deeper into my ass it managed to find my p-spot with no trouble at all, and i had to exercise extreme control to prevent myself from cumming right then and there.

my only concern with the toy is its length. i was unable to fully insert the largest of the three bulbs, not because of the width (which i enjoyed), but because it reached the limit of how deep i can take toys into my ass. this problem might be a personal one of my own that others will not experience. however, as i mentioned previously, the width of the toy is great and when i had it in as far as i could take it, i felt pleasantly full without being stretched too much.

while i have no issues regarding the design or manufacture of the toy, one thing that comes into mind is the reliability of the “o” ring. it seems possible, maybe even likely, that bodily fluids and the accompanying bacteria can get into the toy through the “o” ring, particularly as the toy ages and the “o” ring rubber degrades. however, with a proper toy cleaning regimen, and replacement of the “o” ring when it begins to show signs of wear, i believe one can alleviate this concern. overall, the alumina revolve is a great toy that provides intense anal stimulation and a smooth finish for ease of the ol’ in and out.

so when asked imp gives this an eight and a half (minus one for the o-ring) and cherub gives it a ten but kinda wishes there was an eleven.  a pretty excellent score for a non vibrating insertable toy!  so if you want this or any other tantus products please head over to sextoys.com!

absence

as some of you may have gathered there has been some sex for me in the last little while.  lovely sex actually with great potential to turn into the kind of sex that disturbs the neighbours.

i’ve also started a long distance relationship.

some of his thoughts can be found here and if you pay attention you might notice that my most recent smut post (across 2) has some echoes in his most recent post (blown out.) i expect cross posting to happen again. [most of the posts from the screen that shows up in the google cache i linked are about me in some way.]

which is kind of weird to me.

but this isn’t about sex, although it could be.

it’s about the spaces between the sex where the rest of you makes connections.

i met this man, utterly randomly, before a conference while twenty people were sharing several dinner tables.  i met him and basically moved into his room for the weekend and by the following morning we were wandering around holding hands.

my friends noticed that he reached for my hand first; and approved.

i noticed his unfailing courtesy and sharp wit.

i didn’t really know if we were having a lost weekend or if we were starting something.  i didn’t know and, at first, i didn’t care.  i cared by the end of the weekend.

i cared but i chose to assume that nothing would come of it; that we were sharing a magical moment and life would continue as it had before; yet i already knew that i would miss him if i didn’t see him again.

fortunately he made it immediately clear that he would miss me too if we should fail to meet again, so that’s what we did, we met again.

we met again in my home and then in his and we have plans to continue this wherever it takes us and it’s exciting.  it’s exciting the way all new relationships are exciting and yet somehow there’s more to it than that.

some of it is my own growth and greater maturity.  there’s a change in approach to relationships after you’ve had a dozen of them; after you realise that no matter how promising the beginning some things needs must end.  that some loves last a lifetime, some a few months and some a few hours… and that that’s okay.

a caution and a slowness that feels essential is born of that and even when all your instincts tell you to close your eyes and dive into the opaque water you don’t do it.  you hold a little piece of yourself back and you wait and see.

some of it is his growth and greater maturity.  this is a man not a boy.

this is a being who has had his own dozen experiences and his own tempering moments.  who is generous to a fault and worries more about your happiness than his own.  who can take care of himself just fine thank you very much and yet might like it if someone cared enough about him to worry.

some of it is better knowledge of my own self and what is necessary to me.

some of it comes of the understanding that if my last boyfriend hadn’t been selfish and immature i wouldn’t now be so clearly able to see the difference between nice and pussy.  between knows his own mind and petulance.

that if the man before that hadn’t been an incredibly generous lover and a peaceful soul i might not appreciate the ease with which we don’t talk to each other or his total failure to count orgasms.

seriously i have had men whine to me about the things i don’t do for them without EVER wondering what they could do for me, trust me this is the WORST way to get more blow jobs… worst.  without this generous lover i might never have learned that it really is better to give than to receive even, no especially when it comes to sex.

i could go on but i won’t, as i believe the point makes itself.

so i feel like maybe i have a chance to figure this guy out well enough to maybe live with him without wanting to kill him… that often.  and i think he maybe thinks that about me…

which is daunting.

but here’s the thing, i feel like maybe the distance between us will help us figure out this thing better than if we lived in the same town.  we will clearly only see each other because we want to badly enough to get on a plane.

we will be forced to take time away from each other to reflect and consider what we’re learning.  to see the rhythms of our seperate lives before we ever consider linking them.

we will have to take our time a little and restrain many otherwise uncontainable impulses thus giving our little fire a chance to grow into something with a deep bed of coals instead of just a quick flame that any little breeze can blow out.

so yeah, maybe the distance is actually a blessing.  maybe.

i’m on a pretty exciting path, i wonder where it goes…

across…

part one

the girl across the way was killing him; in fact she was at it again right now.

there was a man in her apartment, had been for days.  there was a man in there and they were both naked ALL.THE.TIME. and yet he hadn’t seen them *do* anything.

he was like to die with frustration, they were clearly fucking and just as clearly he wasn’t getting to see anything.

so frustrated was he that he almost went out for a beer instead.

almost went out for a beer until he realised that they were spending the night in.  sat around and pretended to work while he kept half an eye on the window below where they were cuddling naked and playing video games and talking.

it looked nice.

sometimes he was even rewarded with views of her glorious body as she went to the kitchen or bathroom and each time he felt a stirring in his centre and wondered if more was to come.

it was.

the blue glow finally disappeared and they were limmed gently by one soft light.  he saw her turn and curl into the man next to her, watched them kiss languidly and stroke each other and he watched, rapt and hard as their blankets slipped and hands roamed.

he saw her hand reach for the man’s penis and stroke, watched it rise quickly as she touched it.  watched but swore he felt her touching him at the same time.

felt her hair stroke his chest as she laved his nipples with her tongue and his own hand reach around to stroke her back.  was sure it was his own head dropping back to drown in her ministrations even as he stared, mesmerized by the scene unfolding before him.

she played with her man’s erect penis for what seemed like hours before she finally dropped her glorious head of hair around his groin and took him into her mouth.  he laughed when she promptly stalked to the bathroom in frustration and returned with her hair up and out of the way; was glad that he would be able to see all of her face as she played.

she dropped to the couch and shared a long kiss with the man in her apartment even as she reached again to his straining erection.  reached and dropped her head to sink his shaft into her throat.

he groaned and dropped his hand to his own member, bottle of lube at the ready.  felt his hand follow her rhythm while he watched, entranced, as she played with her man.  both of them had thrown the blankets off entirely now and the man’s hand was stroking her fantastic ass even as it rose in the air to the rhythm of her bobbing head.

she would occasionally stop and stroke her hands along his raging erection, leisurely playing with the head or the shaft or his testicles while she nibbled at his nipples and ears.  every time that she went in to kiss her man he about died with wishing it was him.  said man had his head dropped back on the sofa and his entire body exposed to the air and looked like he was melting into the cushions on which he rested.

she smiled evilly and dropped her head back down to work in earnest; her head bobbing along with the hand spiraling up and down the shaft.  he could see that she was paying more attention to the sensitive skin around the head than she was to the rest of his member.  said member seemed quite happy at the attention.

her man reached around and poked a finger into her raised buttocks and he could practically feel her groan around his eager penis.  feel her redouble her efforts as she rocked back against the pressure on her anus. he was pretty sure he could see the moisture dripping from her pussy as it winked at him through her windows.

his hand sped around his throbbing cock, sped and grew less nice as he worked himself into a frenzy of lust and frustrated desire.  he felt pulses start in his centre and rush through his member even as his scrotum tightened and his toes started to curl.  he groaned and forced himself to stay upright in his chair, forced his eyes to stay open even as he felt tingles and shudders begin to course through his being.

he groaned and groaned again as he watched the man on the couch finally lose control of his body and shoot into her waiting mouth.  shouted one long, low moan into his empty home even as his seed coated his shaft and belly and his body nearly fell off the chair where he perched at the window.

she collapsed into her man’s shoulder and nearly unmade him when she reached between her legs, stroked her sopping (he was sure) cleft and then traced her man’s mouth with it; even spent as he was he felt ready to go again just at the idea of her juices on her lips.

the girl across the way… she was killing him slowly.

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