♦  It’s that time again, ladies and gents. The time for ole Auntie Blacksilk to come and tell you what she’s been getting up to with the nice shiny gloops that Durex sent. You remember? I’ve already told you all about my slippery fun with the Piña Colada from their range.

I figured it was time to give some more a good thorough test-run.

Not so long ago Fractal lay back lazily on our bed, his body exposed in the summer night air. He was naked. I was naked too. It was warm and our feelings had also been warming, our bodies brimming with desire for touch and expression, my sex and his sex growing hot.

His cock was hard and my hands ran playfully over it before turning more seriously to their work. It was getting late. Too late really for fun and games. But minds are easily betrayed by hearts and bodies combined.

I worked up and down his silky shaft, as he lay back like a young god. He wanted something special from me. He wanted my parlour trick. He wanted to come, writhing and whimpering at my touch, heart leaping. I was keen to oblige. I rummaged for a new bottle of lubricant to try: the last demands of a mind trying to be sensible and constructive, just the once, before being silenced by lust.

I slathered his cock in the Heat lube and blew, as per the instructions. Nowt. Unfortunately, I wasn’t too surprised. We’d actually tried Heat before and so we knew what to expect. As fellow reviewers Lacestockings and Innocent Loverboy have said before, the warming function doesn’t really work.

You can blow all you like but you won’t get anything. At least, I couldn’t get anything. Neither could Fractal. Nothing warmer than things would already be with my body-temperature breath, anyway. Still, that didn’t stop us from enjoying it. I ran the palm of my hand relentlessly around the rim of his glans, slick from the lube. He was starting to shudder.

I love using this particular trick on him. I really need to come up with a name for it, because it is kinda my speciality. From the two test subjects I’ve had its had a remarkable response, I call that a success. And it always gets Fractal wriggling, no matter what. Properly wriggling too. Helpless. Mine. I should really use that to my advantage more.

He came hard after not too long. He groaned and buckled and shook and finally begged me to stop. I did. Eventually.

And the lubricant? Well, no, Heat doesn’t heat. But it is still a darn good lube. It tastes pretty nice, Fractal and I are both reminded of children’s Calpol, which, for a medicine, was always rather tasty. Trust me, we don’t mean it in a bad way. It’s pleasant and sweet. It also feels good. It works well as a lubricant. It lubricates.

That’s the bottom line with it, really. It’s an inexpensive but very nice lube that works wonders for making things all nice and slippery and gooey and gorgeous. Just don’t go buying it expecting the heat effect to spice things up. Whilst it may well work for you, I haven’t heard anyone get it to do that just yet.

So, yes, by all means buy it but treat it as a standard, decent no-frills lube. So far it’s got a way to go to beat that Piña Colada.

Mind you, soon you’ll be hearing all about the Tingle too… ♦