Jack’s Sack: Teeth
Good day my lovely deviants, and welcome again to Jack’s Sack. Miss the last entry? Here you go.
I feel the title for today’s entry speaks for itself, so let’s dive right in.
Bone and Flesh
Vagina Dentata.
Just the phrase is enough to make someone with a cock wince. Teeth (from which this entry is named) brought what was literally folklore into the mainstream. Don’t worry, my sweets-there’s only been one documented case. What are the chances there could be more? While the film and the myth are certainly a lot to unpack, those are for another entry. Right now, we’re just going to reduce all of that to the base element.
Putting your dick in something is an inherent act of trust and vulnerability. I mean, if something happened to it you’ll be fine. Given proper, immediate medical care. You can still have a life. Hell, it’s not even gonna work when you get old. Is losing your dick worse than losing your mind? A friend? Family?
Absolutely not. But in the heat of passion, our blood isn’t in the organ that drives logic and reason. We place trust in each thrust and willfully compromise ourselves that what we’re fucking is soft, warm and pliable. This same thinking extends to strokers as well. Bumps, ridges and folds are rarely pronounced. They’re rounded with plenty of give. Even if a toy has different chambers, the idea of them having chompers is far from your brain.
Unless it’s oral.
Avoiding the irony of “vagina with teeth bad, mouth with teeth good”, not all cock owners seek the same sensations. I’ve spoken to plenty that enjoy the light drag of teeth. The roll of a tongue piercing beneath their shaft. Soft is great, but firm can do plenty of work towards an orgasm. Far more people enjoy firm than you would think.
Except in the toy market.
The Glans And You
The dick is essentially this bullshit. There’s a whole bunch of nerves at the spouting end, which is called the glans. Because the glans is more sensitive than anti-mask protestors, making a dick cum can be as easy as stimulating it. Seriously. Next time you go to jerk off, just fuck around with it. Save yourself a sore arm.
Masturbation with a cock is oddly focused on the whole shaft though. The full stroke is a classic for sure, but it’s so entrenched in how we think about masturbation that it’s often deemed the only way. You see this time and time again in porn, medical demonstrations and even the toy market. To most, stimulation is like trying to be the next shakeweight model. Which is fine if you’ve the time for that kind of thing. Me though?
Alright, full confession: full-stroke fapping is exhausting. After a full day of real-life work, working out, being a personality for what I do here and more? The very idea of spending the next half hour to hour jerking this floppy hot dog between my legs just sounds like a chore. Like damn, I’ve already sweated today-is jerking off going to be more rewarding than reading Demon Slayer until I fall asleep? That answer is rarely yes. Toys absolutely help, but when you’re really tired busting out a full sized toy, lube and having a shower after can be an entire affair.
Stimulating the glans exclusively is an easy solution to this. Fingertips can only do so much though-so what are your options?
Whelp, not as much as you think. Usually other toys integrate glans stimulation into their use somehow, some way. The Tenga Egg series is a great example-perfect for glans stimulation, but intended for more. If you’re in the market for something a bit more permanent and hardy, brace yourself. It’s time for a hunt.
If you plunge the depths of amazon you’ll eventually come across this unassuming tube. At first glance, it most certainly doesn’t look like a sex toy. It reminded me of an inverted hair curler actually. Reading over the reviews, there were a few constants. “Durable, easy to clean, great sensation” seemingly made their way into every single one. Which is great and all, save for one minor detail.
The interior reminded me of this shit. Being a brave man that lacks human dignity, I added it to my list and kept diving. I didn’t give it another thought until it arrived at my door.
The CHEVEN (because the full product name is just way too long) arrived with a punching bag and a new knife. To the deviant that sent all of this-thank you. I’ve gotten a ton of use out of the bag already. The knife is also fantastic, and has become my daily carry. However, I stayed my hand on the tube for a few days. Was it intimidation? The myth of toothy-ginas coming to the forefront of my brain despite all logic? I wish I could say, but something about the toy actually intimidated me. I kept thinking back to the interior, satiating my curiosity from a distance.
Then I got hard, and logic once again took flight.
The tube arrived in a very unassuming black box with basic care instructions. I actually prefer my sex toys to arrive with minimal frills. While almost every distributor knows to send “discreet packaging”, sometimes it’s a toss up just how they choose to define that. Likewise, I got lube like the ocean has salt. Toy companies never send enough in those trial packs for my liking. I like getting wet and sloppy with my things.
As I pulled it out of the box, the first thing I noticed was the texture. This wasn’t the usual medical grade TPE rubber a lot of toys are made with. It felt firmer and more hardy. The closest comparison I can make is the eggplant I reviewed. I gave it a test stretch, my fingers brushing against the “teeth” within. While there was some give, it wasn’t to the degree I’ve experienced with TPE rubber toys. Which, frankly, was fine with me. I’ve the worst habit of stretching things out.
It was the nubs that caught my attention the most though. They’re very pronounced. While firm, they give if you brush against them. They go the entire length of the interior, surrounding your cock with miniscule rubs and caresses. That is, naturally, if you can fit.
While the tube does accommodate my full length, I found it to be a tight fit. Even with generous amounts of lube pushing through to the other side was a bit difficult, and it was directly because of all those teeth. They create friction and sensation which feels incredible and distinct from anything else I’ve tested here. They also beget an extra amount of effort to get all the way down your shaft.
It was as I was pulling out that my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Those teeth rubbed right underneath my glans and felt fucking incredible. I sat there for a moment, just a tad breathless as I stared at the tube. Something clicked in my caveman brain, and I pinched the tube at the midsection. I pressed it back down on my glans, and made some moans that would have been perfect for Splat Speaks. Every rotation, every buck of my tip sent my free hand clutching for the sheets. When I came, I watched my load shoot upwards and coat the interior utterly.
The reviews were entirely accurate. It was an absolute breeze to clean. Simply flip it inside out, wash with warm water and let it air dry.
Teratophilia And Dick Fear
Vagina dentata, while an open metaphor for many unsavory things, isn’t something I think anyone truly fears. Especially in the kink community, which is so openly embracing monstrous things. In a world where we’re all looking for our big tiddy goth spider girlfriend, I can’t personally say I’d be turned off if I pulled my partner’s pants down and was met with a maw. Firm can be good, and teeth are hardly a deterrent of trust and thrusts. For the price and it’s effectiveness with such a niche application, the CHEVEN performed well above expectations.
Take care deviants, and have a wonderful day.