The "eleven" and Me (Update)

**This is a pretty graphic post. If this is a side of me you don't want to know, then don't read it.**

Okay, so you've probably just read about my encounter with the njoy "eleven" from the other night. It definitely took me a little bit to write it up.

But I'd like to post this update while it's still fresh in my mind and because I wasn't going to let this piece defeat me. I'm just like that. I like a challenge.

The past couple of days, as I wrote up the last post, I kept thinking about how I was going to really enjoy this piece... without the use of a "fluffer". How was this going to work? How was I going to do this without breaking myself in half?
Then it hit me: I needed another angle... another approach to the "eleven"....
There's only a difference of 1/4" between the two ends, but it's pretty amazing how much of a difference that 1/4" can be! Sheesh!

I thought about this last night as I fell asleep.... make the approach from the top!
So this morning... yes, this morning... I decided I was going to try again. Maybe it's a little obsessive, but it's all in the name of "research", right? ;-)

With my Je Joue "MiMi", my "eleven", my lube, and my Sliquid "O" Gel to help me get revved up a little faster, I was on my mission!
After some warmup with my MiMi and the smaller end of the "eleven", I sat up....

Placing the "eleven" on my bed so it was sitting up at an angle, I made my approach... okay, breathe... relax... I knew if I started to doubt myself, my muscles were going to tense... I can do this...
At first, my body was like "WTF do you think you're doing?!"... breathe... slow... slowly.... just ease myself onto it... I can do this...

*sigh* Breathe.... slowly lowering myself onto it... I can't even describe the feeling as it enters me... But I can tell you a moan escaped my lips when I felt that full girth... a very good moan...
Whew! Wow... I "rode" the "eleven" for a bit... just enjoying that angle... that fullness... and the G-spot stimulation.... wow...
I slowly lowered myself onto my back and just relaxed and worked it... wow....

With the "eleven" inside of me and MiMi on my clitoris... oh yeah...
"Hello, 'eleven'... nice to meet you. You were definitely worth the wait and effort. Like a good man."

As I sit here writing this post, I can still feel the "eleven" inside of me... my muscles remembering the sensation...

The njoy "eleven" and Me....

**This is a pretty graphic post. If this is a side of me you don't want to know, then don't read it.**

"Hello, 'eleven'... you've been giving me the eye long enough. I think I'm ready to take you on." is what I thought to myself. On a Monday of all days. I really have no idea what brought it on. Maybe it was the challenge.

Seriously, if you haven't seen this incredible piece from njoy in person, you have no idea. Sure, there are photos and you can read the measurements, but nothing compares to really seeing it in person so you can feel its coolness and feel its weight.

I actually won the "eleven" at our annual "For Your Pleasure" convention back in '09. Yeah, I've had it for that long. I'm sure those of you who are huge fans of the "eleven" are probably on the verge of tears at the thought of this piece going unused for so long.

I love stainless steel. I already own the Pure Wand and the Fun Wand, the Fun Wand being my favorite.

The "eleven" just plain scared me! Certainly not for mere mortals.

This beast used to sit in my car as a weapon in case I ever needed it. Can you see the headline? "Carjacker fended off with stainless steel dildo."

Again, the stats on this incredible piece: 11" long, 2 3/4 POUNDS, 2" in diameter on one end and 1 3/4" in diameter on the other. Yeah. Sheesh. Just a tad intimidating.

Okay... back to the "eleven".

I finally brought the "eleven" into my bedroom a few months ago. And on my bedroom floor, next to my bed was where is sat. Giving me the "you know you wanna try me out" eye...

So on Monday I made the decision, posted it on Facebook so I'd be held accountable in case anyone actually paid attention, and began sweating it after I pulled it out of the pot I boiled it in.
Seriously, how was I going to take this bad boy on without a "fluffer" to help get me warmed up?

I'm a small person! How the hell was I going to get that in there??!?! Seriously?!?!

Oh man. What did I get myself into? People were waiting. If I chickened out, I wouldn't hear the end of it. Yep, some peeps caught that I was going to make the attempt at the "eleven". It's funny how so many status updates go unnoticed, but of course when I post about a 3lb. stainless steel piece, people take notice.

So I made my way up the stairs, with that cold steel in my grips and some tips in my mind, up to my bedroom...

I was really going to do this. People love this piece. People rave about this piece. Will it really be a "treat"? I was about to find out.

With some music in the background, the lights down low, a bottle of lube and my Je Joue "MiMi" nearby, I stripped off my clothes and got cozy on my bed. My hands wandering slowly down my body... the pads of my fingertips grazing lightly across the soft mound of pubic hair (I'm not into being completely bare there)... breathe... I just needed to relax...

Thoughts crossed my mind. Memories replaying in my mind, remembering some of the hottest encounters I'd had. I fantasized about certain men (not telling who) -- some I'd been with and maybe some I want to be with.

I could feel the swelling under my fingertips as the blood rushed to the sensitive parts of my body... getting wetter... my fingers working slowly and lightly at first.... and then with more urgency.

MiMi came into play for just a little bit for my warm up. I do love a little vibration (okay, a lot of vibration). I only needed a little vibration at that moment and MiMi was the perfect choice for me.

I could feel my body warming up more... was I ready for this?

Setting MiMi aside and taking the "eleven" in my hand... my fingers wrapped around the ridges along the one side of the piece. "Try the handle first" was a piece of advice I was given. I did want to give those ridges a try.... and that was the smaller, less intimidating, end as well.

I could feel the cool steel against my skin... between my legs... against my lips... sliding the "eleven" between my lips... pressing.... I was ready for it... and slowly and as gently, yet firmly, slid the "eleven" inside.

The steel is so smooth, it slid right in... my body giving in to it... filling me up...
I could only feel the ridges slightly as I slid the "eleven" in and out of my body a little bit at a time... the head of the "eleven" seemed to tune in to my G-spot with almost no effort.

It's almost as if all of the njoy pieces I have were designed just for my G-spot.

I much prefer the rocking motion of this piece... letting it work its magic on my G-spot. And as a tease to myself, sliding it in and out and then back again onto my G-spot. Was I ready for the other side? I was definitely warmed up enough.

Taking a deep breath and keeping myself on the edge of orgasm, I pulled the "eleven" out and flipped it around. Deep breath... pressing that end against me.... deep breath... relax.... nothing.

This was not going to happen. Don't want to force it... try again. Breathe... nothing. Ugh.

Maybe I needed to orgasm and I'll be even more relaxed... okay... flip it over.... let's do this...

Grabbed my "MiMi" for a little help and off I got...

Okay... feeling good... I love a nice "Big O". I'm trying again...

Sad to report... I could not handle it that night. It just wasn't happening. I felt like I was going split myself in half! Argh. Seriously?? I've encountered penises that size before! Even one that was bigger! Come on!

Yep, my body just wasn't having it. I'm sorry to say. But, I was pretty happy that I was able to handle at least part of it at least. Good effort, right?

It's eyed me for long enough

Tonight was going to be the night, dammit.

I don't know what made me make the decision, but the decision was made. After months and months of the njoy "eleven" giving me the eye, I was going to give this piece of stainless steel a go.

I was a tad nervous when I had to pull the BIG POT out of the cabinet so I could boil it to make sure it was nice and clean. While it cooled down, I got a little more nervous.

How in the world was this going to work? Have you seen how big it is??? How was I going to fit that in there??? It's definitely an intimidating piece of work. Sooo not like the other njoy pieces that I have. This is one big boy!

I had already mentioned it on my Facebook and on Twitter, so there was no backing down. People were waiting.

So sometime around half past midnight... after much encouragement from n eleven users and some egging on by friends on Facebook, I wandered up to my bedroom, lube in hand, with this 11"long and nearly 3lb. piece of stainless steel...

I'm going to need a little bit of time to actually write up my experience with this piece. I guess I need a little recovery time... and maybe another go...

Vacate my head

Dreaming about a man I'll never see again just bums me out. Can I just wash him right out of my head please?

No one else stands a chance if he's still lingering there...


~ Pleasure Pamela
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The Vagina Monologues

Last night was the first performance of Eve Ensler's "Vagina Monologues" and it was a PACKED house!

So awesome!

I was so nervous playing emcee, that I felt like I needed to be holding a vibrator so I'd be more comfortable in front of such a big crowd. :-p

The ladies (and gent) in the cast did such an amazing job! I know during one of the monologues, I saw a man in the audience wipe his eyes because he was crying. It moved him that.

It was great to see familiar faces in the audience. It was great to see such a positive response.

Some of the topics were serious, but some were funny. And I believe that there was something in there that every woman could relate to.

Donations were accepted at the door to help raise money for the Ovarian Cancer Research Foundation, as well as a Silent Auction for a couple incredible donated gifts.

One of the gifts was the "Freestyle:G" from the wonderful folks at OhMiBod. I think folks were all giggly about it at first when they saw it was a vibrator but when we explained how awesome it is, being such a perfect pairing of technology and pleasure, people were bidding!

We had an ecstatic winner last night and there will be another winner at TONIGHT'S show! The "Freestyle:G" won't be the only gift either. The giving folks at McLanahan's donated some sweet Penn State items to the show as well! I kinda want one of the items myself!

Hope to see you tonight! Tonight @ 7pm in 102 Forum

There's also a show tomorrow @ 2pm in 102 Forum, but I won't be there cuz I have a wedding (tell you more about that at another time).



~ Pleasure Pamela
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Dress

Today, (or yday, if you want to be technical) I totally bought the dress you see below.

I've been thinking about it since I first spotted it and told myself if it was still in the vintage shop's window, I'd try it on. If it didn't fit, it wasn't meant to be and I could stop thinking about it.

So I went down to The Rag and Bone, spotted the dress still in the window and asked to try it on.

It fit. I bought it. Yeah, it's totally hanging up in my bedroom.

Now I have to get some pics taken in it. I really have no idea when I will wear it, but I had to have it.



~ Pleasure Pamela
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An "Onward State" Article About Me

The State College/Penn State online news website, "Onward State", featured an article about me on their site today. Yay!

Check it out here and lemme know what you think. :-)

A Birthday E-Mail

So you know I've had to resort to a dating service (which will remain unnamed) just so I could expand my dating prospects? Probably helps if I actually try to go out with a couple of the matches, but I'll get into that another time.

Anyway... My birthday was the other week. I'm still shocked by 35. :-/

I received this lovely e-mail from the dating service that started off with a "Happy 35th Birthday!" and continued with a "Still single?"

If I could have, I would have reached thru my computer and wrung the neck of the genius who though saying something like that was a good idea. Hrumph...


~ Pleasure Pamela
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Vintage

As I was walking downtown this week, I spotted this dress in the window of a local vintage clothing, stopped, backed up, went up the steps to the window and snapped a shot of this dress. I don't know what it is about it, but I was drawn to it. I didn't go in to check the size or the price just to keep me on check.

I think it's a really pretty dress anyway... :-p




~ Pleasure Pamela
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FetFest?

I've heard about this site called "FetLife" from quite a few people since I've always been curious about exploring more of the world of kink these days, especially since nearly all of my past boyfriends weren't into exploring that world with me and since I'm still single (and plan to be for a while longer), I might as well give it a go, ya know?

Think of FetLife as the kink version of MySpace. ;-)

It would be great if I had a trusting partner to experience it with, but I don't need to depend on someone else to do these things with. I've put off really exploring this world for so long and I don't want to end up in my 50's or 60's and regretting not doing so, ya know?

Anyway, I found out that the folks of FetLife are going to have their very first "FetFest" over Labor Day weekend in Maryland.

Some people think that if you're a person who wants a little kink in your life, no matter how great or small, that you're a deviant or pervert. Sorry. I don't think so. I feel like those folks who feel that way are either really missing out on so much or they're those folks who are secretly doing some really horrible things behind closed doors.

It's funny when I think about it. Some people see "kink" as maybe some light spanking while others may see it as something more extreme. Everyone has their own version of kink.

I want to let my little freak flag fly! And I wanna do it with other folks who feel the same way and aren't afraid to fly it!

And really, I would like to find out where my boundaries are. Is that weird? I hope not. And even if you might think it is, I don't care. You're allowed to think what you want. :-)

Some common courtesy please

So this post is a bitching post because well, sometimes I need to vent.

I did a Party the other night and it would've been nice if some of the guests had just some common courtesy for my hostesses, the other guests, and me. That is what is starting this tangent.

It's all about arriving to the event on time.

My e-vites let guests know the START TIME of the event, along with a note to please arrive early so we can start on time. Start Time = when I will start doing the Party. Duh. Start Time does NOT mean when to show up nor does it mean it might start then.

People who show up super-late, hold up the Party sometimes. Or if they show up when I'm already halfway thru, expect me to re-explain what I had already gone thru for everyone else.

Latecomers are showing no courtesy to the guests who arrived on time nor to the hostesses. They're making us waste our time, which in the end is affecting my income because I have to sit there and wait for them, too.

And then we have those guests who ask me to go over the stuff I've gone over already because they just couldn't get there on time and get upset because I won't go over products. "I'm sorry, I've already gone over it and you couldn't be bothered to be there so I can't be bothered to do another demo just for you." I can't waste my time, especially if I have another Party to get to that day.

Yes, I understand that sometimes there are reasons for people to be late and those are the folks who actually give my hostesses a heads up ahead of time and I tend to be a bit more lenient to them.

Oh, and then we have those folks who have shown up an hour late (when they live not even 10 minutes away from my hostess) and then have the nerve to leave halfway thru! Really? Really?? So annoying.

I'm talking about the people who seem to show up whenever they feel like it. My hostesses are left sitting there wondering when they'll show up, if they show up at all.

And that leads me to those folks who RSVP with my hostesses that they're attending and then just don't show. That's just damn annoying. It is. My hostesses and I get ourselves ready for the Party. My hostesses are buying and prepping refreshments for the number of people who say they're going to attend. That's money being spent. If she's prepping for 2o or so people to show up and then maybe half show, that's her money down the drain. If you weren't planning on attending, don't say "yes" and flake out. She's banking on you actually attending. As am I.

THIS is how I make my living. I don't do this as a hobby or a side job. I eat, I pay my bills, I live off of this money.

My hostess is counting on you to actually show up and order something so that she can get all of the products that she wants for free. I always feel really bad for my hostesses who end up with a bad party. I've seen Parties with 15 guests where most of those guests just show up, eat her food, drink her booze, and then leave without ordering a damn thing and her Party doesn't even hit $200! Seriously?!?! I've heard some not-so-nice words escape my hostesses' lips whenever that has happened.

See, I've seen Parties with just 5 guests and sales of $1,000 so it's not just the number in attendance. It's the kind of guests.

They've been invited to the Party to have a great time with their friends, but they're also expected to order something when they show up. That's how these Parties work. Again, my hostesses are banking on their order so they can get their freebies.

So that's my rant. Just had to do it.

seriously?

So I received this e-mail in my Inbox via the online dating site I've been scoping out:

"hey... you look amazing. I'm coming out your way for work, we should
hook up while I'm out there :-) write me back if you want..."

Uhhh... nowhere on my profile does it say that I'm looking for a hookup. Really? That e-mail doesn't deserve a response. Grrrr...

A Birthday Gift

So today (Thursday) was my birthday. 35. WTF???! Where the hell did it come from?? Seriously?!?!

I can honestly tell you that I wasn't even thinking about doing anything to celebrate really. 35?!?! I need some time to recover.

While still in bed, I grabbed my phone and logged onto Facebook. It was really find a bunch of birthday greetings waiting for me. I'm so blessed to have some really awesome people in my life.

I did receive an pretty awesome and surprising phone call from a friend who sang "Happy Birthday" to me over the phone. Made me a little teary because that was something my godmother would do every year and last year was the first time I went without that phone call, so that was really sweet of him.

I was treated to a yummy piece of locally-made tiramisu at my friend Dave's restaurant. Boy, does he know the way to my heart. ;-)

The rest of the afternoon was spent running a couple more errands and not doing work stuff. It was my birthday and I wasn't going to do work, so hopefully people understand. I answer e-mails in the middle of the night, while I'm out with friends and while I'm in bed (my phone is pretty much attached to my hand) so I deserve a day off from all of it here and there.

By the end of the day, I did want to spend some time with friends. Food + Friends is one of my favorite things. So Faccia Luna was on the agenda.

Faccia's vodka sauce is scrumptious.

And I love presents! Who doesn't, right? One of the great gifts I received was this "Love Listography". I love lists. I don't know why. Is that weird. But I also love love. I'm forever the romantic, as much as I try to find it.

I think this book is a great thing because I can actually put things down on paper and it'll help me focus on the things that I do want, along with some great memories of past relationships and loves.

The other book I was given is a book journal -- a journal for me to write down all of the books I read (or audiobooks that I listen to) so I can remember the good and bad about a particular story. I've read so many books and listened to so many that I've forgotten some of them.

Yay! Thanks to my awesome friends!

Oh man

Happy Birthday to me. Freakin' 35....

What the heck happened here?!? :-/

I think I'm going to hide in my hidey for a good part of the day. Okay, well mostly because I'm about to go to bed and it's 5am...


~ Pleasure Pamela
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