We had a meeting this week, he and I. Plus a few others who only served as an annoying distraction. I found myself struggling not to stare. At his lips. His hands. His torso.

He was in a state of delirious distraction – allowing me more time to sneak surreptitious glances in his direction. He’s had a challenging few months, the entire time I’ve known him really. It seems unfathomable that our time together has been so brief. Thoughts of him intrude my waking hours, making our time together seem endless.

His composure amidst all that work has thrown at him is admirable, and brings out an oddly erotic response in me. I want to wrap my arms around him, and lean his head against my breast. And there, of course, is where my desire to comfort ends, and more selfish desires begin.

Rarely have I fantasized about sex at work – yet with him the two concepts are inextricable. Images of late night meetings in his office…a longing glance…leading to a less-than-innocent massage…resulting in me kneeling before him and sucking away all of his cares.

Most of my infatuations are fleeting – gone and incomprehensible when remembered later. But this one is driving me to distraction. His exquisite body seems to beg to be worshiped and adored, and I am more than willing to do so.

I want to hike up my skirt and straddle him in his desk chair. To lick his neck and nibble on his earlobe as I unbutton his shirt. To rake my nails down his chest and feel his growing erection pressing up against the flimsy silk of my moistening panties. To feel his hands run up against my thighs, under my skirt and slip in between my legs. Forcing me to stand up and remove my underwear – unzipping his pants, releasing his hard upright cock to play with as I choose.

I want to stare into his eyes as I position myself over him. To see that moment of pleasure as I lower myself – my hot wet cunt squeezing his cock and riding it hard. His hands gripping my hips and ass for balance as I thrust up and down. Relentless and taking exactly what I want from him.

Surely lusting after him for this long deserves some sort of reward – and nothing less than this selfish carnal rape will do for me.

Tongue Kissing, Photo Shoots and Pillow Fights

So guess who just booked a trip to meet the seductively fabulous Mlle Aurore?

That’s right, for 3 glorious days after Christmas, her and I will be having pillow fights in our underwear, making out with each other and taking advantage of as many men as possible.

Look out Ontario – the Duchess and Aurore are taking over.

So – who’s going to be in the area? ‘Fess up fellow Canadians.
We want to meet you, make out with you, and take naughty photos with you.

Who’s in?

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The vast majority of my posts are either highly polished and edited, or throw-away reviews. It’s very rare that I just open up the program and begin writing – but that’s what you have here this evening. I occasionally feel that no one who reads this blog actually knows who “The Duchess” is.

I understand that it’s a persona that I’ve put on, and for the most part, people read a blog like this for the fantasy. But occasionally I wonder if anyone can actually feel any loyalty to, or relate with a person who never actually writes in their own voice.

So, this evening, you have a little bit of (topical) truth/confessions from the Duchess. Call it a stream of consciousness in bullet-form.

– I have never in fact kissed a girl. Sometimes I feel that I’ve missed out on something. And other times, I feel that kind of thought is simply generational. Did women my age 20 years ago lament their lack of intimacy with the opposite sex if they were not actually inclined that way?

– I find shaving my girly bits to be a pain in the ass. I mean seriously. Seriously. There’s a LOT going on down there, and having a razor scraping at my pink parts is just not something that I think the Goddess intended. I resent men who demand (or to be honest, even request) it.

– I’ve only had a couple honest-to-goodness one-night-stands in my life. Planned encounters with internet men don’t count in this scenario. For the most part, they were unsuccessful, since they were never with actual strangers. So someone always ended up getting hurt in the scenario. Annoying.

– I’ve never understood the pre-occupation with breast size. I’ve had men tell me that women all compare and compete with each other. I was confused about this, and mentioned that I never had. The response? “That’s because you’ve never been in a position to lose Duchess.” Oh. Yeah. I have a rack. I could cheerfully lose a couple of cup sizes and be perfectly content. I mean once you get bigger than a B or C – what’s the point? Really you just want to fill out a sweater nicely, right?

– I really struggle with my two personae – the Princess vs the Duchess. I over-compensate when dressing for work, out of fear of looking too provocative – so I often borderline on mousy. I want a man to seduce me with words and actions – but know myself well enough to wonder if I would ever really allow it in a spontaneous organic way. The Princessy control-freak in me really takes away the fun sometimes.

– Many of the men I’ve written about on here truly do exist – but I genuinely have no idea what to do about the ones I touch myself for in secret. I’m in awe of all the blogs I read where you phenomenal women seduce men seemingly effortlessly. I would kill for that kind of confidence.

Alright, that’s enough confession for one night.
I would love to hear your own confessions in the comments…

What I Want You To Do To Me

“What do you like?”

So often I am asked this question while perusing the sex sites. Often I will send over a link to this post or that, but I’ve come to realize that such a gesture is asking them to read between the lines. To understand that I would never write about something that turns me off.

So perhaps now, a year into this blog, I should return to the basics. Just what is it that I really like? What in this world gets me truly hot and wet. What is it that YOU could do to immediately have me quivering and begging you to take me?

Well my darlings, here are some things that I would really like you to try.

When saying good night and walking me to my door, I want to be pressed up against the wall by your hard body. I want you to have no qualms about the fact that a neighbour might walk out of their suite, and simply shove your tongue into my mouth, and your hand up my skirt, fingering my clit. I want you to seduce me right there in the hallway – and just as I’m begging you to take me then and there, you open my door and take me on the floor of my foyer.

I want you to pin me down and ride me hard. I love to have my hair pulled and being bitten. Not quite so rough as to do permanent damage, but I’ll definitely take hard and fast over sweet and romantic any day. I’m fine if you want to tie me up and blindfold me too – use my vulnerable body as your playground. I want you to grip my hips so hard as you’re thrusting that I have bruises, and can barely walk the next day.

Use your lips and tongue and teeth all over me. I can make out with you for hours. Neck, nipples, earlobe – licking and nibbling everywhere.

Do you want to dress me up like a doll? Buy me some lingerie (have you noticed my wishlist in the sidebar there?) and I’ll strut and pose for you. Gloves and feather boas. Bustiers and lacy stocking with backseams. I’ll be a seductive package just tempting you to unwrap me.

I want you to worship and adore me. Being ordered about and made to gratify your needs at best needs to be reciprocal. I suspect that I lean more towards the dominant end of the spectrum.

Why don’t you drizzle my body with honey or chocolate and lick it off of me? I don’t mind if you use your teeth a bit – and please don’t forget to spray a bit of cream on my nipples too.

Blindfold me – or I’ll blindfold you. Why not bring some ice or feathers into the mix?

Yes that’s right. It’s not ALL about me and my body. There are some things I’d like to do to yours too.

I want to lick that curve down your pelvis to your cock and suck and lick until your eyes roll back in your head and you lose the capability for all coherent thought. I want to climb on top of you and clamp my cunt on your rock hard erection. I want to give it a fast relentless ride until we’re covered in sweat and transported to a realm of erotic ecstasy.

And maybe, why don’t you bring along a friend? I can handle having two men worship and pleasure me at once.

Did I leave anything out?
Any takers?

Sex Party On!

The second item in my surprise package from Christina at was a DVD: Nina Hartley’s Guide to the Ultimate Sex Party

Here are the deets from the website:
For all the party people in the house… Learn how to throw your own orgasmic get-together as Nina explains how to make the rules, choose the guests and create games that everyone can win. Nina demonstrates two sexy scenarios with her playful pals that can help bring this favorite fantasy to life! DVD features motion menus, bonus sex scene, a photo gallery, and trailers. Also included are an interview with Nina, behind-the scenes, and web info. Produced with Dolby Digital sound, this movie is 86 minutes long and features Byron Long, Alec Knight, TJ Hart, Chris Cannon, Sandra Romain, Adrianna Nicole, Vicky Vette, Mika Tan, and Evan Stone in addition to Nina Hartley. Let Nina guide you into the most Ultimate Sex Party ever! PRICE:$24.95

Now I have to say, I was surprised when I actually began watching this. I had never heard of Nina Hartley, and didn’t know that she has done quite a series of instructional DVDs. Lovely.

I actually thought that I was just going to be watching some porn with a bunch of group sex. Not at all. Well…not only that anyhow.

She actually goes through the logistics of planning out a sex party with you. This is a topic I had never really put much thought into – mostly just in the realm of fantasy fodder – never actually considering what such a soiree would entail.

The Mediocre
I will say that the “instructional” part of the video was rather stilted. She had a friend with her, and they both kind of sounded like they were reading from cue cards. It wasn’t a natural sounding conversation.

And the camera work? Well, it too could have been a bit more smooth. At times I found the changes/transitions to be a bit jarring.

The Instructions:
As for the content of the discussion? It gave some interesting insights into how a “sex party” could actually be put together.
She focussed a lot of safety: both physical (i.e. condoms, don’t get too drunk, gloves, pre-testing for STDs etc) and emotional (be careful of past histories, compatibility, and respecting people’s
She also got into mundane little details such as having towels there (sex is sweaty work!), refreshments, etc.

The Party:
She then put together two “parties.”
The first was with her and 3 other men, and one woman. This was a more light-hearted, fun kind of event.
The second party was one man with 4 women. This was a much ranchier party, more intense.
The parties demonstrated how a group of 5 people could play with each other using a variety of toys, oral and penetration with no one feeling neglected.

Of course some of the positions they got into would be impossible unless you’re a porn star. With some of them I could barely understand what all was happening. It was fun and sort of amazing to watch though.

All in all, I would say this was one of the more interesting products I’ve been given to review.
If you have any curiosity about “group” events, or if you’re planning a party like this yourself, I say it’s worth checking out.

Duchess rating: 3 stars out of 5

The Curve of his…

One of the best parts of being romantic, sentient beings is the fact that we have the option to choose what turns us on.

Each one of us gets aroused by different things, be they exotic fetishes, or simply by viewing a naked object.

This very fact means that all of us should have the option to find someone in life who finds us irresistible. There should always be something about us that someone in this world will respond to.

The harder challenge is finding and connecting with that person. Once you’ve covered that – well then what’s stopping you from then living out your existence in a delicious state of sublime bliss?

I’m what you might call “curvy.” And I’ve had my share of men who love women with a bit more substance to them. This is fine, I can appreciate a man who wants to worship every delectable part of me.

I, personally, don’t have a specific body type that I must adhere to in order to get turned on. I can get aroused by a “curvy” man, or a slim one, or a super fit, cut one. It’s more cerebral for me. The brain really is the most powerful erogenous zone.

But there is one part of a man that will turn me on within a millisecond. I don’t know why it is, but just the sight of it gets me hot. All the men in the photos have this in common.

What is it? Let’s see…
They’re all topless.

Is it the pecs? The arms?

The bellybutton?

Washboard abs?

It’s that curvy indent leading down beyond their pelvic bone. I have no idea what it’s actually called. You know what I’m talking about? That line that leads down into their pants.

Just a glimpse of that curve. That indented line. Gets me wet. I can be thinking of nothing…taxes or groceries…yet if I catch sight of that curve, I can guarantee you that ALL I’m thinking about now, is sex. And getting that guy naked and violating me in any way he wants.

Just a glimmer of that curve can turn me into his slave. Thoughtless and willing. Agreeable to anything.

What IS it called?
I don’t know. But I want it. And any cock attached to it.

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