You Definitely Need a Sex Blanket (Liberator Fascinator Throw Review)

Review of the Liberator Fascinator Throw

A sex blanket seemed like an extravagant thing to own. I don’t even have a designated sex towel, so why would I need a special sex blanket?

My body answered that question for me. I started squirting. Suddenly, I knew exacltly what I needed a sex blanket for.

Or I should say, I started squirting in bed.

I’d been having squirting orgasms for years, but they always happened in the shower so there was never any mess to worry about. It was just a messy little secret between me and the massaging showerhead that gave me my wettest orgasms.

Flash forward about twenty years and this time, I’m not in the safety of my shower. Instead, I’m in bed with my husband. And he just learned a new trick he can do with his wrist and fingers.

Different sensation, but same results - a wet, gushy, sheet-ruining climax.

And I fall in love with that move. The way it taps my G-spot feels really fucking intense and incredibly pleasurable.

But it was also hard for me to enjoy.

I’d tense up every time I felt his fingers bring me closer and closer to an orgasm. Instead of letting go, I’d start to worry about the sheets - or worse, the mattress.

And I don’t know about you, but trying to hold back and bracing for a mess isn’t one of my favorite ways to come.

Then it got worse. I started squirting from pussy massages. Not every time, but often enough to spoil my fun.

That was the last straw.

You can ruin fingering and I’ll live. But you mess with my pussy massages and we’ve got a real problem.

I got towels and laid them out. That gave me peace of mind- until that G-spot tapping technique came back into play.

It was good at first. I didn’t give a fuck - I just laid back and enjoyed every wet orgasm to its fullest.

Then we were done and I found out that it was more than the towel could handle.

The thing with squirting is that it doesn’t always happen the way it looks in porn.

Porn squirting is usually like a spray, with droplets flying everywhere. If that splatters all over your towel, you’re fine. It’s going to absorb it and your sheets will be safe.

When I squirt, though, it just sort of gushes out. Instead of spraying and splashing, it just kind of dribbles and pools in one spot.

That’s too big of a job for a towel to handle. I needed something better.

My Very First Sex Blanket

After checking out different options, I decided on the Liberator Fascinator Throw.

It’s a decent size - covering more than half of our king size mattress. And more importantly, it’s water proof. Not water absorbant or water resistant - completely and totally proof.

That means it should handle any kind of squirting. But I was worried it would also make it noisy.

The exterior of the Fascinator is made from a nice, soft velvish fabric. I loved the way it felt to run my hand on it, but whenever I moved the blanket, it would make a subtle but noticeable crinkling sound.

That was the waterproof layer inside the blanket. It almost felt like a shower curtain sewn into a much more pleasant-feeling material.

I was really excited to use this, but I didn’t want it to sound like we were fucking on top of a pile of wrapping paper.

Thankfully, that wasn’t an issue whatsoever. Even though it’s a tiny bit noisy when I fold or unfold it, once the Fascinator is smoothed out across the bed, it doesn’t make a peep.

To really put it to the test, though, I’d have to squirt on it - as many times as I could.

I enlisted Mr. Austin and asked him to really go to town on my G-spot. After some fun and foreplay, we got down to business. I assumed the position - on my back, legs spread apart, and as calm and relaxed as I could be. He slid two fingers inside me, crooked them, and made a rocking motion with his wrist.

The steady, quick rhythm of his fingers made me come soon after he started. I felt the gushy orgasm splash out of me. Then another. And then again.

I lost track of how many times I squirted. All I know is that I felt like a human geiser - a spent, exhausted, low-key dehydrated geiser who just wanted to get tucked in and cuddled to sleep.

But not before I flipped lifted the blanket, flipped it, and looked it over carefully.

It absorbed everything. Not a single drop made its way to other side.

I squirted like I had never squirted before and there was still no wet spot.

I Can’t Live Without This Blanket Anymore

I should’ve bought a sex blanket years ago.

You can have fun, wild sex instead of careful sex. You can squirt all you want. You can use as much lube as you feel like. You can get covered in sweat and come and you still won’t have to change the sheets before going to bed.

It’s fucking fantastic.

Since my first time using it, I’ve laid out the Fascinator for everything. Whenever I fuck. Any time I masturbate in bed. If there’s any risk of making a mess at all, I throw it on the bed first.

It’s there for everything. Every sloppy lubey handjob, every half-hour pussy massage, every cumshot, every four-toy masturbation session. Anything really.

It’s the perfect way to masturbate, fool around, and fuck with complete peace of mind. And if you’re a squirter, it’s absolutely essential. Because as fun as it is to gush in the shower, nothing beats having those intense, wet orgasms in bed.

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If you liked this article, you should totally check out the Sexual Red Flags (Eye Contact, Hate Fucking, and Sweet Little Dummies) episode of my dirty and intimate podcast, Pillow Talk With Emma Austin!