@Mel007 Heres a thread all about cock rings if you're still interested, should answer all your questions.
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Oh my other favourite is a silicone rubber one attached to a prostate massager. That is great (although I don’t get to use it properly) because it stimulates the prostate with every thrust.
It’s a bugger to get on though. Would probably be better if I had help getting it on. Requires plenty of anal lube too to insert it easily, because of the shape of the massager.
It’s a bugger to get on though. Would probably be better if I had help getting it on. Requires plenty of anal lube too to insert it easily, because of the shape of the massager.
I bought a metal ring after reading this thread, they can be a bastard to get on, you have to careful, but wearing it when your not aroused is still a nice feeling. I went shopping in mine the day I got it and it was a much more pleasurable trip around IcelandMy studded leather adjustable one works like that - it’s feels great and I really like the look of it too
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I bought a metal ring after reading this thread, they can be a bastard to get on, you have to careful, but wearing it when your not aroused is still a nice feeling. I went shopping in mine the day I got it and it was a much more pleasurable trip around Iceland
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I think a metal one is my next purchase
I bought a metal ring after reading this thread, they can be a bastard to get on, you have to careful, but wearing it when your not aroused is still a nice feeling. I went shopping in mine the day I got it and it was a much more pleasurable trip around Iceland
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Is that why Mum’s should go to Iceland? Never mind the prawn rings, here come the cock rings!
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I have a few but my favourite ones, like so much in life, were given to me - the 5-speed vibrating one and the simple band. I like the way they feel and there's good memories there too
Really enjoy using mine, as I said - I am looking for going for the doughnut type next, quite large and heavy no doubt but am keen to try the next size down for a tighter fit, but heavier gauge. Plus I do like the doughnut shaped ones.
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Not just that but add serious sensitivity and can increase orgasm control
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Hehee Just looking through some files I forgotten ages ago I wrote this (Cock rings and they effects come at the end highlighted in Purple, but I will leave everything else in because I must of spent a while writing it at some point)
An Ode to Cock Rings
or a ramble through my early sexual life.
Like most men I started to notice that girls were different to boys in my early teens, and like most quickly noticed women perhaps unlike most it was the women that turned my head girls my age were just girls yet women had those subtle curves, full behinds, flowing breasts and yes even the odd line and wrinkle. One of the effects of this was that my sexual life probably started later than most there was no knee tremblers behind the bike sheds for me or quickies in the toilet for me instead I walked in to university the first time as a bright shiny virgin. It was here where one of the first people I met was a lovely Irish girl and a lovely Irish girl that a few weeks later would slip into my room for the evening, we were sort of going out but not boyfriend girlfriend more friends that held hands (yes we really were that naive), listen to some music and eventually we’d kiss, embrace and eventually be overtaken by lust, Bradford's cool autumnal light would bathe us the next morning not as two nervous virgins but as two young lovers.
That night was the first time of many sex with her was special all desperate and emotionally raw, she though wasn't my only lover at the time in fact the was many some my age, some older I had discovered sex and I liked it, each and every person was different some special, some forgettable, many regrettable two things were common themes in my sexual experience at the time these were lust and passion. Every sexual encounter was filled with passion and driven by lust, teasing foreplay, the slow exploration of another's body, the joy of your body being explored and the sensations items can bring just weren't part of my sexual canon.
Life though is in constant flux and all things change, the chance came when I left the academic halls and study carrels behind moved back home and entered adult life proper, university and its ways were left behind nights out drinking became nights in reading, days out rowing became country walks, sex though of course remained it was one of the few things that barely changed still it driven by passion and lust, still it was I suppose nothing more than fucking all until one person opened my eyes to a different way.
She was older than me almost twice as old for I was only 22 and she 43, this though was of little issue she was after all stunning her softly curved body pinched in at the waist, her breast full and flowing, her skin moisturised and soft, her hair a lovely pale brunette, and her face gently featured but it was her spirit that made her special she was open, free and knew what she liked. As a couple we dated and of course had sex, lusty passionate sex free of anything that wasn't part of our bodies (well apart from condoms of course), she though wasn't fulfilled by this and though I didn't know it neither was I and never had been.
One night she made me promise to let her take change she teased how she’d ride me hard and if I was good I’d see her boobs bouncing free and hear her lusty grunts, her acts though were not lusty and passionate, by lamp light she danced and by easy music she teased running her fingers over me, undressing me as she also striped for me. Her acts and teasing had an effect my crotch became hot as pressure built I remember having to ball my hands driving my nails into my palms to keep my promise, and i’m glad I did for when she was ready she gave a tender teasing delicate blow job my cock was harder and more excited than it ever had been the sensations she gave were incredible.
Sex had been changed for me no longer did it have to be all raw emotion, passion, lust, and fast but it could be teasing, slow, delicate and soft yet still end with an explosion of pleasure. It was in this new head-space that I read things, talked about things and experienced things with her some words like submission, bondage and sir floated into my sexual lexicon, as did two word that I first found funny then scary those two words COCK RING.
‘Why would you want to just be hard, and being pleasured?’ cock rings are a funny silly idea, just one of those pointless sex aids like ribbed condoms, a funny silly idea that no one really uses, I thought.
‘They squeeze your cock and do what’ that just seems unpleasant, why would you want your cock squeezed and anyway I get hard easily enough as it, I mused to myself.
But cock rings kept coming up when we talked about sex I always managed to swerve the discussion away from them when she brought them up, we even went adult shopping together a few times and we happened to ‘lose’ the rings she brought for me.
This shadow boxing about cock rings went on for a while, as we explored other things most of which she had experienced though were new to me a favorite of both of ours was bondage cuffs, I had come to adore having her bound spread eagle as I ran my hands over her, tasted her and eventually fucked her and loved when she would do the same to me (yes my sexual desires had changed massively). During this time she must of concocted her plan and one I’m glad she did.
One afternoon she asked me if I wanted to be bound something that I of accepted, as promises of her being ‘a good lickle subby’ the next day had been made. So they I was my wrists and ankles cuffed to her big bed leaving me completely immobile, kisses, tender teasing and plenty of baby oil being rubbed over me ensued as was the normal of such sessions, until a whisper
“I have something for us”
As she whispered a pale blue silicone ring was rolled up my arm and into my vision, I of course vainly protested because of her fluttering eyelids and words of reassurance. She kissed my lips, then my chest, then stomach, before kissing my soft penis she softly murmured something that I didn't catch before stretching the ring and nestling it at the base of my penis, I was surprised I remember it didn't hurt at all, it didn't even particularly squeeze, and certainly didn't pinch in fact it was surprisingly comfortable. Then came the feelings and sensations, I hardened very quickly but had no desperate desire to cum, her tongue flicked over me it felt different the sensation was deep and powerful, when her oiled hand wrapped around it I could tell her fingers were slightly wider apart even though i’m sure she held me tighter. That blue ring made my cock different girthier, heavier, hotter but more importantly more sensitive and more controlled. That afternoon she sucked, stroked, and just looked at my ringed cock, the next day she didn't play ‘good lickle subby’ as I asked
“Babe today, can I do you, wearing my new ring?”
The answer of course was yes.
Today, I was all by myself and horny I pulled out from my bedside table a black cock ring and slid it on it didn't take much to get hard and I enjoyed it that heat, pressure, sensation (I could the normally imperceivable air currents), the sight ( my cocks veins bulged, its purple wanting head mushrooms, and it’s skin colour was more pink), and loved how my cock bulged slightly just above that black ring. I adored the feeling a feeling that I had forgotten though I felt saddened and empty for I was alone with in my ring and for all a rings greatness they are something for couples.
P.S. If you are wondering way she pestered so much for me to try it’s not that she had a particular fetish for cock rings she just loved the sight of an erect cock standing free.
An Ode to Cock Rings
or a ramble through my early sexual life.
Like most men I started to notice that girls were different to boys in my early teens, and like most quickly noticed women perhaps unlike most it was the women that turned my head girls my age were just girls yet women had those subtle curves, full behinds, flowing breasts and yes even the odd line and wrinkle. One of the effects of this was that my sexual life probably started later than most there was no knee tremblers behind the bike sheds for me or quickies in the toilet for me instead I walked in to university the first time as a bright shiny virgin. It was here where one of the first people I met was a lovely Irish girl and a lovely Irish girl that a few weeks later would slip into my room for the evening, we were sort of going out but not boyfriend girlfriend more friends that held hands (yes we really were that naive), listen to some music and eventually we’d kiss, embrace and eventually be overtaken by lust, Bradford's cool autumnal light would bathe us the next morning not as two nervous virgins but as two young lovers.
That night was the first time of many sex with her was special all desperate and emotionally raw, she though wasn't my only lover at the time in fact the was many some my age, some older I had discovered sex and I liked it, each and every person was different some special, some forgettable, many regrettable two things were common themes in my sexual experience at the time these were lust and passion. Every sexual encounter was filled with passion and driven by lust, teasing foreplay, the slow exploration of another's body, the joy of your body being explored and the sensations items can bring just weren't part of my sexual canon.
Life though is in constant flux and all things change, the chance came when I left the academic halls and study carrels behind moved back home and entered adult life proper, university and its ways were left behind nights out drinking became nights in reading, days out rowing became country walks, sex though of course remained it was one of the few things that barely changed still it driven by passion and lust, still it was I suppose nothing more than fucking all until one person opened my eyes to a different way.
She was older than me almost twice as old for I was only 22 and she 43, this though was of little issue she was after all stunning her softly curved body pinched in at the waist, her breast full and flowing, her skin moisturised and soft, her hair a lovely pale brunette, and her face gently featured but it was her spirit that made her special she was open, free and knew what she liked. As a couple we dated and of course had sex, lusty passionate sex free of anything that wasn't part of our bodies (well apart from condoms of course), she though wasn't fulfilled by this and though I didn't know it neither was I and never had been.
One night she made me promise to let her take change she teased how she’d ride me hard and if I was good I’d see her boobs bouncing free and hear her lusty grunts, her acts though were not lusty and passionate, by lamp light she danced and by easy music she teased running her fingers over me, undressing me as she also striped for me. Her acts and teasing had an effect my crotch became hot as pressure built I remember having to ball my hands driving my nails into my palms to keep my promise, and i’m glad I did for when she was ready she gave a tender teasing delicate blow job my cock was harder and more excited than it ever had been the sensations she gave were incredible.
Sex had been changed for me no longer did it have to be all raw emotion, passion, lust, and fast but it could be teasing, slow, delicate and soft yet still end with an explosion of pleasure. It was in this new head-space that I read things, talked about things and experienced things with her some words like submission, bondage and sir floated into my sexual lexicon, as did two word that I first found funny then scary those two words COCK RING.
‘Why would you want to just be hard, and being pleasured?’ cock rings are a funny silly idea, just one of those pointless sex aids like ribbed condoms, a funny silly idea that no one really uses, I thought.
‘They squeeze your cock and do what’ that just seems unpleasant, why would you want your cock squeezed and anyway I get hard easily enough as it, I mused to myself.
But cock rings kept coming up when we talked about sex I always managed to swerve the discussion away from them when she brought them up, we even went adult shopping together a few times and we happened to ‘lose’ the rings she brought for me.
This shadow boxing about cock rings went on for a while, as we explored other things most of which she had experienced though were new to me a favorite of both of ours was bondage cuffs, I had come to adore having her bound spread eagle as I ran my hands over her, tasted her and eventually fucked her and loved when she would do the same to me (yes my sexual desires had changed massively). During this time she must of concocted her plan and one I’m glad she did.
One afternoon she asked me if I wanted to be bound something that I of accepted, as promises of her being ‘a good lickle subby’ the next day had been made. So they I was my wrists and ankles cuffed to her big bed leaving me completely immobile, kisses, tender teasing and plenty of baby oil being rubbed over me ensued as was the normal of such sessions, until a whisper
“I have something for us”
As she whispered a pale blue silicone ring was rolled up my arm and into my vision, I of course vainly protested because of her fluttering eyelids and words of reassurance. She kissed my lips, then my chest, then stomach, before kissing my soft penis she softly murmured something that I didn't catch before stretching the ring and nestling it at the base of my penis, I was surprised I remember it didn't hurt at all, it didn't even particularly squeeze, and certainly didn't pinch in fact it was surprisingly comfortable. Then came the feelings and sensations, I hardened very quickly but had no desperate desire to cum, her tongue flicked over me it felt different the sensation was deep and powerful, when her oiled hand wrapped around it I could tell her fingers were slightly wider apart even though i’m sure she held me tighter. That blue ring made my cock different girthier, heavier, hotter but more importantly more sensitive and more controlled. That afternoon she sucked, stroked, and just looked at my ringed cock, the next day she didn't play ‘good lickle subby’ as I asked
“Babe today, can I do you, wearing my new ring?”
The answer of course was yes.
Today, I was all by myself and horny I pulled out from my bedside table a black cock ring and slid it on it didn't take much to get hard and I enjoyed it that heat, pressure, sensation (I could the normally imperceivable air currents), the sight ( my cocks veins bulged, its purple wanting head mushrooms, and it’s skin colour was more pink), and loved how my cock bulged slightly just above that black ring. I adored the feeling a feeling that I had forgotten though I felt saddened and empty for I was alone with in my ring and for all a rings greatness they are something for couples.
P.S. If you are wondering way she pestered so much for me to try it’s not that she had a particular fetish for cock rings she just loved the sight of an erect cock standing free.
Hi, We had a party last year a few dutch couples came along, one guy had a plastic type sandwich box he opened it and give my john a cock ring, john looked at it took into the bathroom few minutes he returned no ring in sight, Danny asked if it was a good fit , John looked at him and said very good, that will stop the sink plug leaking...lol..
I love wearing cock rings (I recently got one that you wear on the head of your cock!! It looks so good and makes me feel very horny) I don't really wear them as any kind of aid but I just like the thought of them and when I wear one with a vibrator attached it's definitely my intention that it's for the benefit of the female than for me 
The only problem I really have is the 3-ring stainless steel one I have. I'm alright with two of the rings but the third one is intended to have the balls passed through them. I can't tell you how long I've spent(tears of frustration in my eyes) trying to squeeze my balls through that damn ring. I'll get one through, squeeze the second one though then the first one will sneak back out. I usually end up shouting at my balls and the ring and give up, a broken man
The only problem I really have is the 3-ring stainless steel one I have. I'm alright with two of the rings but the third one is intended to have the balls passed through them. I can't tell you how long I've spent(tears of frustration in my eyes) trying to squeeze my balls through that damn ring. I'll get one through, squeeze the second one though then the first one will sneak back out. I usually end up shouting at my balls and the ring and give up, a broken man
Just relax and keep trying. Pull your scrotum hard enough and trust me - the buggers won't move.I love wearing cock rings (I recently got one that you wear on the head of your cock!! It looks so good and makes me feel very horny) I don't really wear them as any kind of aid but I just like the thought of them and when I wear one with a vibrator attached it's definitely my intention that it's for the benefit of the female than for me
The only problem I really have is the 3-ring stainless steel one I have. I'm alright with two of the rings but the third one is intended to have the balls passed through them. I can't tell you how long I've spent(tears of frustration in my eyes) trying to squeeze my balls through that damn ring. I'll get one through, squeeze the second one though then the first one will sneak back out. I usually end up shouting at my balls and the ring and give up, a broken man
How does the head one feel? Esp during sex?
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Just relax and keep trying. Pull your scrotum hard enough and trust me - the buggers won't move.
How does the head one feel? Esp during sex?
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I love it. Makes me feel really sexy and the sensation for me when having sex is really, really great and the woman who was on the receiving end went wild
I've added a couple of pics to give you an idea
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Think I might be getting one of thoseI love it. Makes me feel really sexy and the sensation for me when having sex is really, really great and the woman who was on the receiving end went wild
I've added a couple of pics to give you an idea
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Be careful when slipping the buggers onThink I might be getting one of those
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Be careful when slipping the buggers on
I put it on for him twice and let's just say after a slight error on my part the second time he hasn't allowed me to do it since ommm
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I put it on for him twice and let's just say after a slight error on my part the second time he hasn't allowed me to do it since ommm
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