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(Popularity Rate: 33 ) I read that somnophilia was a cousin of necrophilia, but what about those who obsess about their sex dolls to the point of developing relationships vs. using them strictly for sexual relief?

on my husband, whom I love more than life, and to whom I am very attracted, even after 19 years together. If you aren’t in the mood to read mild erotica with some swear words, now would be the time to back away slowly. I’m going to use words to convey the intensity of the situation, and it’s going to get steamy.
So I was coming back from my therapist’s office in a nearby city, and I needed to pick up some things for dinner. There was a grocery store (name omitted) right down the street, so I stopped in and got the things I needed. The cashier was chatty and got me to sign up for their points program and whatnot. I casually mentioned to her that my very first boyfriend used to manage a (name of grocery store) in another city nearby. I told her his name. She smiled and said, “Want me to page him?” I was surprised, to say the least.
I said, “Sure!” I happened to think I looked cute that day, so what the heck. Why not say hi to the ex, right?
He appeared and smiled a huge smile, hugging me warmly. We did the whole, “How’ve you been!” “You look great!” “What a nice surprise!” thing that one does. Then he said, “I’m about to leave for the day, actually. Want to grab a bite next door? They have good food and I could go for a beer.”
I thought, well…none of my stuff needs refrigeration, so why not. I have some time before I have to make dinner anyway.
We both drove over to the bar he mentioned, and we settled in, ordering beers and some food. Before I continue, let me set the stage for you. This man and I were first lovers together. We went together for over 4 years, from when I was 16 to 21. We almost married. He dumped me, and I cried so hard I gave myself a sinus infection. I am now in my 50’s. He’s 3 years older than I am.
So we’re showing each other pics of our grandkids, and we’re talking about our families, and about cool vacations we’ve taken and all that stuff. He told me about his dog that just died and I consoled him a bit. Oh. I haven’t told you yet about how he looks. This will flesh out the story for you. This guy is 6’4, with piercing blue eyes and dark brown hair, which is now speckled attractively with the prettiest color silver imaginable. He has clearly stayed in shape, because he still has shoulders like a damn jungle gym and a waist just as lean as when he was 24.
He looks at me with the hypnotic baby blues and says, his voice dropping lower, “Do you remember my ’76 Ford Elite?”
Dude, I thought…If you are referring to the classic automobile in the back seat of which I had my first orgasm with a man, then yeah, IT RINGS A BELL (to turn a phrase). Sheesh. I looked at him, taking a sip of my beer.
“Roomy back seat, as I recall,” I said. “I still occasionally dream about that car, as a matter of fact.” Stupid, I know, but there we were.
He looked at me intensely. “You still dream about THE CAR, huh?” His eyes twinkled playfully at me.
I scooted up a bit closer to the table and said, “Well, you know, you always remember your first, um, CAR.”
He said, “As I recall, it as also MY first…uh, car, as well.”
(laughter)
He scooted closer too, and grinned, “We didn’t have licenses yet, only learner’s permits, but we figured it out, didn’t we?”
I started to squirm, and said, “Many trips in that car, my friend. Many trips.”
So now we had the car metaphor going strong. And in my mind, I am suddenly transported back to 1982. It wasn’t difficult, because the damn bar was playing ‘80’s music (of course, right?). Return to that innocent time with me, folks. Here we go.
I was, uh…bracing my right foot on the ceiling of the back seat of the car (ahem), and my red high heel snagged the fabric on the ceiling, so when I took my foot down, the pump stayed stuck to the ceiling of the already rocking vehicle. I’m watching the shoe swaying precariously, and hoping it doesn’t come loose and clonk him on the back, but I don’t want him to stop because I’m about to WA-BAM, see colors and swear in Sanskrit. I literally retired the shoes out of reverence after that. Back then I didn’t understand about clearing energy from objects, so I’m sure some poor woman put those suckers on in the Goodwill and keeled over like a fainting goat.
So now I’m sitting in the bar with this man, and we’ve suddenly gone from grandchildren to me wanting to bang him nine ways from Sunday. I didn’t even know what had really happened.
I start getting montaged annie's dollhouse reviews with all these scenes from our 4-and-a-half-year relationship, when we went from nervous teenagers to THROWING DOWN with each other for HOURS. Two years in, we were marathon grappling like a well-oiled machine. The scenes are flying in and out of my head so fast that I’m reeling, and trying to keep my shit in a group so as not show that I’m Custom Sex Dollso turned on I can’t even deal with it. Try to blink and suddenly I’m not in the bar, I’m in his apartment, repeatedly smacking my forehead on his gorgeous abdomen. It was so intense. Scenes upon scenes. I remembered the exact taste of a drop of sweat that I once stretched my neck to catch in my mouth as it dripped from his forehead.
I was consciously not crossing my legs for fear of having an orgasm right there in the bar. Shout out to shy guys at strip clubs. I feel your pain, man.
And he started pushing all of my buttons. He knew exactly where they were because he personally installed them in 1982. He is the reason I need to be roughed up and have my hair pulled.
“Hey,” he said. “We don’t still have that car, but we could, you know…maybe take a cruise in a rental. For…old times’ sake?” (intense eye contact)
I swallowed hard, and looked at him. “We’re both married. It’s wrong,” I squeaked.
He took a swig of his beer. “My wife will never know. Your husband will never know.” It became clear to me that this wasn’t the first time he’d stepped out on her. I have never cheated on my husband.
See, this man did me dirty by cranking up my factory settings to “Demi-God” straight out the gate, and now mere mortal men can’t really impress me much. I enjoy sex with my husband. It’s wonderful. But it’s not as intense as were my experiences with my first lover. Save the best for first, right?
He naturally mastered me back then, and quickly picked up how to deftly handle my bells and whistles. He used words to drive me out of my mind. Not just, “do you like that?” It was more like, “Thank you for the beautiful fuck, baby. So good. Relax your legs; I’m going to go hard on you now. You ready?” And then he’d flip me over like I was nothing and I’d silently scream and writhe like a butterfly on a stick pin, for what seemed like hours, but was probably much shorter in mundane reality.
“Cum pretty for me, beautiful girl” I obliged him, every time. Not sure about the pretty part, but that’s subjective, I guess. Together we learned to string my orgasms together like the knotted pearls he gave me for my 18
th
birthday.
Then there was the night that butter brickle ice cream became an official sex toy.
This is the man who taught me that I love marathon blow jobs, which is still my favorite thing in the entire universe, and few men can do that. We would breathe together to delay his orgasms and I would do it until he begged me to end him. He never swore more than when I was going down on him.
“God damnit, you beautiful little bitch”
“Fuck. FUCK”
And I would swoon with pleasure, high as a kite on his gorgeous life force. I even came once while doing it.
But I guess I should get back to the bar. Sorry…I just got carried away there.
I am in the bar, still attempting to control my thoughts, and he’s trying to lovingly, seductively persuade me to acquiesce to his desires. “You’re still so beautiful, babe. God, I miss you so much sometimes. I want to make you happy….” I picture my husband’s face. I try to drive out the erotic energy that’s viciously consuming me.
I had a realization that shit was about to get real. I was considering this very seriously, and I didn’t want to lose my wonderful marriage, or hurt his wife of 30 years. We both have families who need our marriages to stay together. I felt desperate anxiety shoot through me. I had one thought. Get the fuck out of there before he leaves, because if we leave together, I’m toast. This is how lives get ruined. This is how marriages get wrecked. This is it, right here, people.
I managed to get out a polite thank you for the food and the beer, but I must go home now. I stood up carefully and kind of crippled my way to my car. I started it and drove a few blocks, then turned on a side street and parked.
I sobbed. I’m talking wracking, wrenching sobs, like when my mother died. It lasted for a good ten minutes. I felt like the lowest piece of shit imaginable. I felt like I had actually done it.
When I arrived at home, I’m sure I looked like Marilyn Manson emerging from a monsoon. My face was puffy and my eyes were red. I had mascara on my chin.
My husband took one look at me and rushed up to grab my shoulders. “What happened? Who hurt you?” He is very protective. Always has been. He loves me.
I said, “No one hurt me. I just…need you.”
He put his arms around me and swayed me gently. Then he tipped my chin up to look in my eyes, and I saw recognition unfolding in his. There was no jealousy, no anger. There was empathy. It was then that I realized that my husband had some experience turning down sexy women. He knew by my condition, the fact that I was shaking, that I had not cheated on him. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Let’s fix it.”
Still holding me, he walked me to our bedroom. And ther

(Popularity Rate: 24 ) Why was Amazon selling child sex dolls?

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 annie's dollhouse reviews 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 to 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: 96 ) I have a sex doll. Can I use it as a statue to worship Parvati? After worship, can I still continue using it as sex doll?

umerable spiritual meanings in the representation of Shiva Linga. Now that you identified and believed in one of its representations, allow me take you deeper into it.
Linga in Sanskrit means “Identification”. When a baby is born, gender is identified through only one way, which is by looking at the genitals. If you are an Indian, you must be aware of the terms “streelinga”(stree+linga), which happens to mean ‘identified as feminine’ and “punlinga”(punh+linga), which happens to mean ‘identified as masculine’.
Now let’s understand why “identification” is so important that the supreme being has to be depicted that way.
Does Shiva exist? Well, that’s a wrong question because Shiva is the existence itself. Shiva is the cause of all causes. Shiva is the infinity, the sum totality of everything in this universe ……….
No, I am not deviating from the logic by saying these lines. You will know how.
While Brahma is the creative aspect and Vishnu is the preserving aspect, Shiva is the destructive aspect of this entire creation. This whole world is constantly changing because of the very destructive aspect. All three aspects has to work in coordination. The fundamental law of this creation is a cycle of (-create-preserve-destroy-). There are so many arguments on Brahma being born to Vishnu or Shiva. Imagine if Brahma wasn't there at beginning — preservation and destruction will leave you with nothing to start over again. Simple logic! The microcosm and macrocosm has been built on same fundamental laws. The universe neither has a beginning nor an end. Where does a circle or rather earth start from?! Read one of my answers for better understanding on this.
It is undeniable that there is a tremendous amount of intelligence right from the cellular level in living entities. Every organism is programmed to grow and behave in a certain way. Plain and simple programming. For time being, let’s call this as the divine intelligence, which is the reason for your body to function in the right way so that you can be alive. annie's dollhouse reviews There has to be undivided single cosmic mind to create this self sustaining process.
When I say “Om Namah Shivaaya”, I am directly saying “The whole world as I understand is the essence of lord Shiva”. Check this answer for better understanding. Mind, by its very nature, yearns for change(or rather the destructive aspect). If you have associated anything with your mind, you will seek change anyhow. If you don’t, then you are addicted to it and would eventually want to get rid of it. If you have associated anything with your heart, you will seek permanence anyhow. How painful is it to replace someone in your heart? This part is linked to the essence of Vishnu and I shall save this explanation for some other day.
So, I have now established a firm link between ‘Shiva’ and ‘the Mind and Intellect’. Convinced?
This divine intelligence is infinite by its very nature. How is it possible for you and I to identify this cosmic or divine intelligence and give a form to it? The ancient sages(Metaphysical Scientists) must have felt a need to give a very basic “representation” to this Cosmic Mind and Intelligence. What else can be more simple than the combination of Male and Female organs grouped together to say “This is how you Identify.”?
Let’s go a bit deeper now so that you can improve the quality of your life.
Did you ever notice a snake around the Shiva Linga? It represents the Kundalini Shakti. Kundalini is essentially a blast of energy in one of the 7 prominent chakras, which can help an individual to attain the highest potential of life. I strongly claim that the concept of Chakras is logical and scientific too. I will save this explanation for another day.
Now, sexual energy is capable of invoking the Kundalini Shakti and believe you Female Sex Dollsme, it is the easiest and most prominent way.
Shiva’s wife has two forms -
1. Parvati(signifying Harmony and Happiness)
2. Kali(signifying Imbalance and Destruction).
Sexual Interaction can happen in two forms -
1. Immaterial
2. Material.
Note: I am explaining the answer from the eyes of a guy. I hope girls can relate and make sense in it.
Does your mother’s attention keeps getting drawn to your pimple or a small mark on your face? Highly unusual. Because she is interacting with you on immaterial level. She is looking at ‘you’ but not at your body. If your favorite actress on screen got a pimple, does it catch your attention? Highly likely. Because, only her body matters to you.
Objectification is sexual interaction on material level. Can you objectify your parent or sibling? If you can’t, then you share a bond made out of immaterial love, which should be the ideal case.
Kundalini invoking Parvati:
If you indulge in sexual activity with your wife, wherein there is balance of immaterial and material interaction, something amazing on the level of body, mind and spirit is bound to happen. I guess married individuals who experienced the kind of love I am talking about can relate to this. Result will be increased confidence/focus/mental strength and probably lot more positive things.
Kundalini invoking Kali:
If you indulge too much in sexual activity with a prostitute, with whom you don’t share an immaterial bond at all, you will be invoking Kundalini energy which will lead to imbalances within. Result will be increased mood swings/uncontrollable emotional outbreaks/mental weakness etc. Once or twice may not show evident symptoms but I am sure

(Popularity Rate: 13 ) Where can I buy a cheap TPE or silicone sex doll in the European Union, with shipping to Sweden?

if you are in sweden, check EUsexdolls , EUSexDolls - Europe's Top Doll Store,TPE & Silicone Realistic Love Dolls , they keep stock in Scandinavia and will be faster for you to get to sweden

(Popularity Rate: 69 ) Is it girly to collect anime dolls? I love anime dolls, I have 2 already, I plan on getting myself a Miku Dollfie dream in the new year. Is collecting these dolls a girly or feminine hobby? Am I girly because of it?

(and girl-girl couples, too.) Doll play isn’t always indicative of anything, and it might just be that your happy, well-adjusted granddaughter has seen her parents share an occasional loving embrace and has realized that everyone loves love.
Of course, she could also be signaling that she is undergoing some kind of sexual stress, but as she wants the dolls together and does it with ALL the dolls, it’s probably just a nascent realization that boys and girls go together (in her own head) and that it is a good thing.
My identical twin daughters often paired up their toys as younger girls: one twin’s stuffed elephant (Ruby) was the sister of the other twin’s stuffed lion. Did that mean anything? Probably just that they are deeply invested in their sisterhood. For them, having a sister is the norm. Everyone, then, must need a sister. Perhaps for your granddaughter, everyone needs a “daddy/boyfriend/husband.”
Perhaps she is reacting to marital stress at home? A few fights and a lot of children escape into fantasies. It’s a popular theme in children’s literature and in some artists’ pop songs (Pink, particularly, touches on this in “Family Portrait.”) And I know you’ve seen or heard of the Parent Trap, where twin girls get together to get their parents back together. Maybe that’s all it is.
I would suggest keeping an eye on what she’s watching (Youtube, particularly, has a lot Aibei Dollof “teen drama/angst” videos with dolls. I have heard a full-grown woman making up stories with Anna and Elsa dolls that involved some highly questionable topics. Maybe it’s coming from there.
I wouldn’t worry, but I would do some investigating. Maybe you can get down on her level and show her something more acceptable (and fun) to do wit

(Popularity Rate: 61 ) Leona(24years)

passion. That's why I sometimes dress up as one of the video game characters and make cosplay videos of them. I design and make the costumes myself. That's where my profession as a seamstress comes in handy. I create designer fashion made to measure. I particularly enjoy sewing elaborate and imaginative dresses for my female customers or unusual suits for my male customers.", '
At my job, of course, I sit in front of the sewing machine a lot. As a gamer-girllove doll', ", I also spend a large part of my free time sitting. That's why I do sports to balance it out. I enjoy this, too. I go jogging and do yoga every day. With yoga I make sure that I stay flexible and it relaxes me. Many of my friends envy me for being the calm one in every situation. I'm just a very relaxed person.
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', "If you ask me what I like best about body, I'd say it’s my big", 'real doll', "tits. I am rather delicately built, have a narrow waist and a small ass. But my tits are just luscious. I love it when a man plays with them. If he oils them up nicely and massages them vigorously. Plus, I'm really into titty f*****g. I really enjoy it.", '
', "I wish I had a boyfriend again. I'm getting really sick of being single. Maybe you're just the man for me. I am a very faithful sex doll and would wish nothing mo


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