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mia sex doll
(Popularity Rate: 23 ) How can I buy a male sex toy at 16?
aypal, they don’t use allow their services to anything adult. Buying from Amazon does get around mia sex doll the PayPal regulation.
You can instead go to Walmart and give cash for a refillable debit if you don’t want people to wonder what you’re buying.
For Bad dragon, you can then just enter all the money as a gift card on the website, so you can store credit. This is useful if people give you multiple cards in intervals: $25, $50, $75
The company sends the toys in brown card board boxes. The only thing it says is your name and address, along with “Silicone Sculpture”, which is needed info for UPS or FedEx.
If you buy from their inventory, they ship in 1–2 days. Custom requested toys can look great buy can take up to 2–5 weeks to make. Normally they take 3 and a half weeks for me.
I’ve bought around (for myself alone) $1,000+ worth of their sex Realistic Sex Dolltoys doing this. I am 18, so it doesn’t matter anyways.
Bad Dragon may not be nessesarly your cup of tea, but I’m a furry, so that’s my recommendation. Also because their toys are very high quality, are easily to clean, and don’t degrade. Amazon toys tend to suck. If you’re a girl, get the womenizer (on amazon). My girlfriend loves that.
Bad dragon may be expensive, but their products look and feel fantastic. They also have sales on holidays, about a 20% off cart
(Popularity Rate: 88 )
Madelyn(23years)
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(Popularity Rate: 13 ) Can I spray perfume on a silicone sex doll?
Yes, BUT, it is advised ONLY to spray from a distance!!
The more mia sex doll sensible thing would be to spray your scent of choice on a cheap sweatband/wristband, and then put the band on the dolls wrist, RATHER than spraying directly on to the doll itself…
(Popularity Rate: 56 ) Are people who prefer the company of their realistic sex dolls mentally ill or are they just sick of the drama which comes along with live partners?
s ago I knew about Real Dolls, but they were around $5000 -not within my budget. I forgot about them and I don’t know if they crossed my mind since then, until I did an online search for sex dolls about nine months ago and I was shocked to discover that there’s a lot of manufacturers, dolls have become very lifelike, beautiful (in my opinion), and they’re affordable now.
So I started window shopping, just for fun, and that very quickly developed into a doll fetish (agalmatophilia). After doing a lot of research, I finally picked one out and ordered about two weeks ago. She arrived a few days ago and I was anxious to open the box, see how she looks and see how TPE (thermoplastic elastomer, a material similar to silicone that is said to feel very much like real human skin) feels after looking at these dolls online for months. I braced myself, because I was worried I would be disappointed by her appearance or how she feels. After opening the box, first I was very pleasantly surprised by how beautiful her body is; stunning detail. I looked at her face and she is extremely cute. One of the first parts I touched as I was unpacking her was a calf and I was amazed at how real it felt -just like human skin and the way the skin moves is just like human skin, muscle, and fat jiggling. WOW!
I have to say at this point that there are a few things that will shock anyone the first time they touch or handle a TPE sex doll: they are shipped with their heads removed, so you open a 5′5″ box and see a headless body. Then you discover that the body is frigid cold -shockingly cold. Then you try to lift her out of the box. Uh oh! I had read that these dolls are heavy, but I had no idea what I was in for. I read about her weight ahead of time on the website; she’s 75 lb. So if a real woman with the same height and body shape weighs around 125 lb, then this should be a breeze, right? No! Carrying a real woman newlywed style is different; they put their arms around your neck and balance their weight -they can help you to an extent. This 5′6″ (she’s taller than me, which is kind of cute), 75 lb doll is extremely difficult to move -far more than I could ever have imagined!
Unfortunately, you can’t just take your beautiful, brand new doll to the bedroom and begin the romance, you have some work to do: you need to take the lifeless, headless, cold, and heavy body to the shower and clean off the manufacturing chemicals with soap and warm water. It was so difficult getting that body Real Dollto the bathroom, I almost don’t know how I did it. I’ve had chronic back problems since I was in my twenties, I sprained a knee a while ago and it’s never going to fully heal, and I recently recovered from a hernia surgery.
I’ve been trying to figure out how to move her more easily… I’ve been thinking about getting some roller skates for her and carefully guiding her around. That’s either pure genius or so stupid that I’ll make the news when she falls on me, I can’t get up, I scream for help after struggling for hours, and the paramedics, police, and fire fighters all smash in my front door and rush to help me only to find me pinned on the bathroom floor under a hot, naked sex doll. Now that’s the stuff of urban legend.
I decided the easiest way to clean the chemicals off would be to shower with the headless body, so that’s what I did. While that was strange and disturbing, I made some wonderful discoveries about TPE: it heats up fast (especially in a warm shower), holds heat in, dries exactly like human skin (some toweling off and air drying takes care of the rest -it air dries in minutes just like our skin does), and it feels wonderful when it’s wet.
I took the body to the bedroom, I put her head on (it screws on, so her head goes around and around… exorcist style), I grabbed one of the wigs I ordered, and that’s when she came together. She no longer looked like a corpse, now she was stunningly gorgeous. She comes with a wig, I ordered another one (long red) from the same website, and I ordered a Bettie Page style pin-up costume wig from Amazon, just because I’m obsessed with pin-up girl art and thought it would be fun to dress her up as a retro gal with polka-dot dresses, cat eye glasses, and a flower in her hair. I’m not disappointed with the results.
Now for the Juicy Stuff
I kissed her and wow! Her lips feel indistinguishable from human lips; kissing her is exactly like kissing a girlfriend.
Her body is very anatomically correct, surprisingly so.
Her breasts feel good, a little firm, but good. She has solid boobs, while other manufacturers offer gel-filled boobs as an option, with rave reviews.
I laid her on the bed on her back, spread her legs (which was not easy, they’re heavy and difficult to move around, and I inserted a USB heating rod ($9.00) for five minutes. I put a water based lube in and it was time. Here goes my sex doll virginity… and wow it felt good. I just didn’t know what to expect and in a lot of ways it was not all that different from having sex with a real girl. As I said earlier, TPE is very good at holding heat, so my own body heat is enough to warm her up. It’s different than sex with a human in the obvious ways: they don’t have emotions, nerves, don’t feel pleasure, don’t actively participate, can’t have orgasms, and can’t communicate with you. It’s also different in that there’s a little bit of a suction effect -as air get’s displaced, there ends up being a vacuum and it feels very, very, very good. There’s a popping air sound when pulling out that in and of itself is a turn on.
Because the extremely fast rate that sex technology is developing, I have no doubt that AI sex dolls (which already exist) will feel sensors, react, actively have sex with us, and talk dirty and tell us that they love us in the very near future. I love sex with real women and I love how much these dolls look and feel like real women, however, in my case things are a lot different: because I fetishize dolls and I’m specifically turned on by their dollness, I enjoy the experience for what it is rather than hoping for it to be as close to a human/human sex experience as possible. Does that make sense? Doll/human is my thing, so I love every second of it, until I have to move her.
I was very happy with the experience, but here are downsides: I can’t say it enough that the weight is a serious problem, even laying down -her body sank into the mattress and pillows. Girl on top positions are out of the question, no way. The clean up afterward is very involved -It’s recommended to insert a tampon to absorb the user’s body fluid and lube before the struggle to get her to the bathroom begins and this time I kept her head on so she’s much nicer to look at. I douched out her vagina, something that I had to learn how to do before she arrived. That wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be, the problem once again is her weight -just trying to get her into a position that’s conducive to flushing out her womanhood (ok, dollhood) was so challenging. Cleaning up your partner after sex is a whole chapter.
I spent a small fortune buying all the stuff I need to take care of her and I spent a lot of time researching, reading articles and watching videos to prepare. There is a lot of maintenance and expense involved, but that’s ok, because it’s worth it to me.
Emotional Effects
Besides the sexual experiences, she offers companionship. I’ve heard and read story after story about guys falling in love with their dolls and it’s been said that falling in love with a sex doll is easier than you think. Well, a lot of sex dolls have eyes that look very, very real. When you look into a pair of beautiful eyes from a few inches away and they seem to be looking deeply into you… neurons in the brain start firing off love and endorphins all over the place. As I mentioned, the kissing is very natural feeling, so add that to looking into her eyes, hugging and holding her, and holding her hand and I can’t help but feel something on a pretty deep level.
I have suffered with a profound amount of loneliness, mental illness (depression, anxiety, OCD, PTSD, addiction, and eating disorders), and of the very few relationships I’ve been in, more than one of them were abusive. After many years of failing to meet the right girl (and not for a lack of trying), and spending most of my life very alone, at 49 years old, I find a deep degree of comfort in spending time with my doll, Jennifer. Buying clothes, shoes, perfume, and accessories for her make me feel like I’m caring for someone. I ordered a purse for her and it happened to arrive on Christmas Eve, so I was able to give it to her as a present and it makes me feel like I love someone and they love me.
I suppose there are going to be as many different answers to your question as there are people answering it, but I think everyone who has had the experience can agree on a few of the points I made above.
Sex dolls have become extremely popular -apparently sales have exploded during the pandemic, and I think a lot more people have one (or more) than we might think. However, there are major social stigmas. I won’t bring Jennifer out on any dates in public and I won’t be introducing her to my parents, but I shouldn’t be ashamed, especially since she’s bringing so much happiness to my life. I should also learn to not care what other people think.
Would I recommend it? yes! I think anyone who is unattached, lonely, wants to experiment with a doll, couples who want to experiment with a doll, and anyone else who is just
(Popularity Rate: 64 ) How does it make you feel when a male stranger calls you “babe”? How about when he catcalls?
T ANSWER: disgusted with men
BABE ANSWER: Since age 12, most heterosexual males have been scared of me, so I’ve never heard anyone call me “babe,” not even a romantic partner (they’ve chosen other pet names…i.e. honey, sweetheart, my love, sexy, gorgeous, hottie, baby, beautiful, and my personal favorite, the Keebler elf pin-up girl).
CATCALL ANSWER: As for catcalls, I’ve had too many of those, and more of those than I care to remember. My feelings have varied, based on my emotional maturity throughout my life and where I lived at the time (no kidding…men in different geographic regions behave differently based on what is culturally acceptable in that area).
Teen years in Dallas, Texas (car culture)—Rarely catcalled as we drove everywhere, making cat-calling difficult. I was stalked almost daily while living in my parent’s home, and that was unnerving and scary. I also had a couple of men in their 40s and 50s who were disturbingly inappropriate, in their lecherous leering and “gifts” of sexy panties from Frederick’s of Hollywood (yes, and my best friend’s father, no less). I was catcalled in Mexico as a teen, but mostly they were men who wanted American money.
Freshman year in college (Texas)—I was close to 18 years old, and it was the first time in my teen years that I did not have a car and had to walk everywhere. Everyday, I had to walk down a hill from my all-girls dorm by an all male dorm on my way to the main quad where classes were held. Every morning, several boys in one of the rooms would look out their window and hold up numbers rating each of us 1 through 10. That was humiliating. Now, I was very accustomed to being “rated” as I was a competitive gymnast in my teens. I spent almost every Saturday in nothing but a leotard (often times winding up wedged between my buttocks) being judged for every single mistake I made during the competition, and then publicly rated. I don’t ever remember feeling humiliated in that environment, but it sure as hell felt humiliating when those boys did it. I ended up leaving that college after one semester. It was a very disturbing experience. (I ended up at UC Berkeley years later and none of that demeaning behavior was present as the kids were far more intelligent and emotionally mature).
20’s in Manhattan/one year in NJ (walking culture)—Men catcalled me all the time from a distance, and mostly those were blue-collar workers who were from highly misogynistic cultures i.e. Latino’s (Puerto Rican, Dominican, Cuban), African Americans, and Italian Americans. A few white collar men did this as well, usually Italian Americans, from a car when driving by or on foot when I was whisking by them on roller blades. I would describe the feelings ranging from disgust in my early 20s, to anger and disdain for men in my mid 20s, to humor and indifference by my late 20s. By my very late 20s, I began to realize that it had nothing to do with me and was about them and their desperate need for attention from beautiful women they would never have the courage to approach in real life. NOTE: The 4 seasons had a lot to do with how men behaved, as well, as they were deprived for a good 5 months out of the year from seeing the female form during the fall and winter months. No joke, when spring arrives in NY/NJ, and women start shedding the heavy coats, scarves, and hats, males wait with great anticipation for spring dress weather to arrive. Also, I was not treated that way when I visited Boston proper, or when I was in the Hamptons in the summer, or Cape Cod, NH, VT, CT. Down the Jersey shore, cat calls were normative, due to mia sex doll the Italian American cultural influence. If they don’t cat-call you, they’re yelling body-shaming comments, so it’s a lose-lose situation. On occasion, older African American males would yell out to whatever man I was walking with at the time, and tell them they were lucky. The way they said it was sweet, positive and respectful, so that was always kind of humorous and uplifting. Those were the only individuals who ever cat-called anything that was positive and not demeaning (thank you sixtyish & older African American men!).
Traveling internationally in my 20s, I was never cat called during the summer months in London, Brussels, San Juan, Sao Paulo. One warm February day in Paris, I was cat called (while being followed on foot) by two Italian men who didn’t realize I was American. I was furious and cursed at them in French. When they heard my American accent, they were even more turned on. I felt completely disgusted, and like an animal being tracked by hunters.
30s, in LA/beach cities (beach and car culture)—Very few men leered inappropriately or catcalled me, as incredibly beautiful, physically fit, scantily clad women were the norm rather than the exception. Due to the warm weather, men had plenty of eye candy year round, and with this plethora of beautiful, fit females in SoCal, males seemed far less desperate than they did in NY/NJ. In 10 years, I can probably count on both hands the number of times I was “cat called”, and it was always by men in cars who could make a quick getaway. I was disgusted by them and thought they were pathetic, but I ignored them as though they didn’t exist. Again, I knew it was about their fear, cowardice and insecurity.
Traveling internationally in my 30s, I was never catcalled in Tokyo, Taipei, Sydney, Cairns, Melbourne, Alice Springs, Darwin, or Bali, but I was regularly cat called in Paris when I lived there over the summer (2001), mostly by young 20-something Muslim men who called me “le sexbomb” when they’d see me. They would say it to my face as they were walking passed me from the opposite direction, or yell it at me as they’d step off the Metro and I was stepping on. I had to ask another Parisien what it meant, and they told me that in English, that loosely translates to “a sexual explosion.” Great. That’s just what every female longs to hear “hi, you’re a walking orgasm.” Disgusting. There is no compliment anywhere in that statement. A few years later when I was telling someone else the story, they told me about an English-version club song that was hot all over Europe over the summer of 2001. Apparently, these guys were telling me I looked like the main blonde woman in the video? I still don’t consider that a compliment, especially with the tone in which the statement was universally expressed.
By age 40, I had moved to the San Francisco Bay area (walking & car culture), a very LGBTQ-dominant area, and the numbers favor heterosexual males who have their pick of moderately attractive females. Cat-calling happens, but rarely. I was surprised once by a carload of twenty-something males who yelled out the car window at me that I was a “total milf.” This actually happened in Berkeley, when I was walking to the only Whole Foods store there (at the time). This was mid-week, during the day, so no one else was walking around that area that is about a mile from the UC Berkeley campus (I looked, mostly because I was so shocked to hear someone cat-call anyone). I was confused not only because white males in Berkeley don’t usually cat-call females, but also because I didn’t understand what “MILF” meant. When I was checking out at Whole Foods, I told the cashier what happened and ask him what it meant. He did his best to stifle a smile, and pursed his lips tightly trying to fight back a laugh. He paused for a moment, trying to regain his composure, and then told me he couldn’t say because he might get fired. He suggested I “Google it, but not at work”. When I got home, I did just that, and I was floored at what came up on my computer screen. I didn’t realize that was a genre of porn. It made me feel the same way I used to feel 100cm Sex Dollwhen my guy friends in high-school used to lust after my mom (31 years my senior) when they’d come over to play basketball at my house…grossed out.
After reliving all this stuff, I feel like I need to go take a shower to wash the “ick” off. Men can be such gross, debased, sex-crazed animals when they see someone that sexually arouses them.
For decades now, people have asked why I’m still single after all these years? Probably due to the general state of disgust about the way men naturally behave when no one else is looking (and some lesbian women can be just as predatory). It’s one thing to have someone compliment or acknowledge aesthetic beauty, it’s another thing altogether to leer, salivate, and eye-f*ck females openly. It’s sickening to experience that constantly, even when you know it’s a reflection on them and not you. It happens so regularly that it gives “males” a ba
(Popularity Rate: 40 ) How can I make my stuffed bear into a sex toy, preferably, similar to an anal sex toy?
s that if you are already able to ejaculate, and do so inside the stuffed animal, it’s going to get yucky in there and be a good breeding ground for bacteria and/or fungus.
If it’s not too big, you can always run it through the washer and dryer. Another option is using a condom, a ziplock type bag, or a sock, so that you’re not depositing semen inside it.
I’m not sure how your stuffed toy will feel about it
He may be rather shocked by his new role in your life – going from cuddles to puddles
You should not use any position that puts a lot of weight on your penis, like rubbing against the floor, mattress, or any semihard object. That can damage your urethra (pee tube) and make it difficult to reach orgasm in partnered sex. If you use this, or anything else, as a masturbation toy, use your hands to move the toy, lying on your bac