Growing up in my household, sex was so taboo that my parent’s didn’t even have “the talk” with me.  I always heard that the only people who owned sex toys, visited sex shops, watched sex videos, were sluts and whores. So, if you had told me that I would one day be reviewing sex toys and using them with my sweetheart, I would have fainted after blushing 9 shades of embarrassment. After moving out on my own, going to college, and meeting the man of my dreams….let’s just say that my views are no longer the same as my parents’.

Today, I can spend over 4 hours at a time, per day, on Eden’s websites; browsing, commenting, ordering, reading, and laughing. And for this wonderful opportunity I have to thank “The Bloggess”. I am an avid follower of her hilarious blog, and one day noticed she had a link in the right hand corner that said “So basically I get paid to write about clown porn”, with a subtitle “Surprisingly this link is safe for work.” Being the curious person I am, and lover of The Bloggess, I clicked it and was introduced to EdenFantasys.com.

After browsing EdenFantasys for a few days, I stumbled upon the link to become a reviewer. I read over the guidelines, how-to, requirements, and thought “Hey, this sounds awesome!” But then turned leery about try anything that sounded like such a good thing, because I’ve always been told that anything that sounds too good to be true, usually is. However, after talking it over with some girlfriends, I decided to take the plunge. Why not? It was a chance for free products, to be part of what looked like an awesome community, and maybe I could learn a few things too. Once I was approved for reviewer status, and was told the first free product was in the mail, I had a new worry; telling my love of 3 years, that I was going to be reviewing sex toys.

Prior to Edenfantasys I had never owned any type of sex toy. We have known each other for about 6 years and started officially dating for three. Then we recently moved in together for the past 2 years. And during this time, he and I had never talked about toys, used them, or even considered using any type of sexual aids in our love making. I was concerned that his reaction would be one, or any combination of, the following;

1. Laugh and think I was silly.
2. Question his manhood and techniques.
3. Wonder if our relationship had become stale.
4. Be completely against it and have the same views as my parents.
5. Laugh and go with it.

Needless to say, waiting for the post to arrive was no easy task, and was becoming more stressful and worrisome than exciting. The day the postman arrived I was at work, my love bug was the one to answer the door, and accept the package. I received a short text message saying “Hey babe, you got a package in the mail.” and my blood pressure hit the roof.

After work, I rushed home hoping he had not opened it, praying he had not opened it, and that I could think of some way to judge how he would react to my reviewing, before opening it,  but I was too late.

My key flew to the door, not as gracefully as I wanted, but eventually I had the deadbolt and knob unlocked, and I slowly, oh so slowly, opened the door.  My eyes jumped to his chair, and he wasn’t in it. Instead my foot found the United States Postal Service box opened on the floor, with the brown paper packaging filler strewn about, all leading toward the bedroom. I followed with my heart beating against my ears, trying to escape and find the rewind or pause button we all see in the “Twix” commercials, but it was too late  upon entering the bedroom, I had the shock of my life, and my heart stood still.

I found him laying on the bed, in a most provocative way, toys spread  before him, like a blackjack dealer, just waiting for the first player.  My heart skipped a small beat. The room was dimly lit with new candles, fresh roses were perched on the bedside table, and  my favorite caramel and chocolate candies were open and waiting.  With a sly smile he beckoned me to bed, with one lazy finger, and needless to say we thoroughly tested the toys.

It wasn’t until after we caught our breath, cooled down, and covered up, that we started talking about why we had received the toys in the first place. I explained to him how I found EdenFantasys through The Bloggess, and about the review program link. I showed him around the website, and he became very excited. He confessed that he loved the idea of me having toys, and that he found it to be very “hot”, a secret big turn on, and just all around exciting.  We even browsed other toys and product together, and made a wish list of future things to try. I even gave him the password to my profile so he can browse on his own, and show me what he likes and wants to try when I get home, which is now a weekly event.

I honestly could not have asked for a better reaction to my reviewing on EdenFantasys. Even though we are young, and have great communication, this website has honestly brought us closer. It helped bridge that small gap, which made it easier to open up and express our sexual fantasies, relay what we enjoyed, and what felt best to each of us.