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sure she’s evil but look at those tits

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Friendly reminder that if you're a man who moans during sex you're immediately the hottest one in the room

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I found myself having, not exactly an argument recently, but a highly opinionated conversation with someone who did not believe my assertion that once upon a time there were official Hello Kitty vibrators. With the aid of the Wayback Machine, I found this article, and thought the world at large might enjoy it too...

Here's the text of the article:

The history of the Hello Kitty vibrator

By Peter Payne October 4, 2004

Sanrio is one of the top character licensors in the world, having more or less created the business model of doing business by creating something that doesn't really exist and licensing its use to other companies. Sanrio produces nothing -- all their characters, like the Little Twin Star, Minna no Ta-bo, Bad Batz-Maru, exist as legal entities and nothing more. Their most successful character, Hello Kitty, or Kitty-chan as she's known in Japan, is now now thirty years old.

One of the many companies that license Sanrio's characters for their products was a Japanese company called Genyo Co. Ltd. Genyo made a wide variety of products, from bento boxes to children's toys to chopsticks, many with the Hello Kitty character on them. They scored big in the late 1990's with an off-the-wall hit, a series of Hello Kitty toys which featured a different Kitty figure from each of Japan's 47 prefectures, each representing something the prefecture was famous for. (The figure from Gunma Prefecture, where we live, represented a wooden kokeshi doll.)

In 1997, Genyo designed a product that would live in infamy: the Hello Kitty vibrating shoulder massager, which really is a shoulder massager (trust us -- it says so on the package). Sanrio approved this design without batting an eye, and the product enjoyed modest sales in toy shops and in family restaurants like Denny's and Coco's. It wasn't until 1999 or so that people began to catch on to the fact that the Hello Kitty massager had other potential uses, and with amazing speed, they started popping up in adult videos in Japan. The next thing anyone knew, they had changed into a cult adult item, sold in vending machines in love hotels -- after all, what self-respecting man wouldn't buy his girl a Hello Kitty vibrator when she asked him for one?

The emergence of the Hello Kitty vibrator as a cult adult item caused friction between Sanrio and Genyo, and Sanrio ordered the company to stop making the units. Genyo refused, since it had paid a lot of money to license Kitty for their products. There seemed nothing Sanrio could do, since they had approved the item for sale (see the official Sanrio sticker on the boxes). The answer came when the Japanese tax authorities raided Genyo on suspicion of tax evasion. It seems that some creative accounting was going on between the president of the company, a Mr. Nakamura, his vice president, and the owner of the factory in China where the units were made. All three were arrested, and Sanrio had the excuse needed to yank Genyo's license. They seized the molds used to make the vibrators and destroyed them.

And so, the sad, weird chapter of the Hello Kitty vibrator is at an end. The last of the Kitty vibes are gone, so now what will the world do for wacky comic -- and sexual -- relief?

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Legitimately cannot stop thinking about when I was eating her out which was absolutely heavenly AND THEN she squirted and holy fuck I was lapping that up like my life depended on it and I swear to god if I had the capability to I would’ve cum again on the spot without even being touched it was incredible it rots my brain CONSTANTLY

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the off switch for a sub’s brain is located balls deep inside them, you just gotta hit it over and over

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For reasons out of my control I am once again horny

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I’m the girl* you die for.

*disclaimer: not exactly a girl but definitely influence by Electra Heart as a teenager.

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i just wanna eat someone out for an hour and listen to all the pretty noises they make for me

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the concept of someone you’re into masturbating to the thought of you really is just one of the absolute hottest things ever

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When they say "please" in that needy, whining tone and you just stare down at them with the most wicked grin asking "please what" just to drag it out of them

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God, there's something so hot about someone desperate for your touch. Like, yes just grab my hand and push it inside your underwear, hump it like a bitch in heat to show me how desperate you are and soak it with your arousal, beg me to slide my fingers inside you and fuck you until you come again and again and again.

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If you touch yourself thinking about me, you're obliged to tell me all the nasty details of it.

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Such a stressful day could've ended better if I just had a pretty thing waiting to get absolutely railed when I got home.

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Please, let me take care of you like you deserve to be taken care of. Let me gently kiss your pretty lips while my hands caress your whole body. Let me mark your skin with my mouth and hands and nails, so you can have little reminders of me. Let me suck bruises on your hips and thighs before I have a taste of you. Let me feel your heartbeat on my lips and your taste on my tongue when I eat you out. Let me feel how tight you are when I slide my fingers inside you for the first time, one after the other, fucking you gently. Let me feel you come. Let me hear you moan. Let me do everything you want and deserve to your beautiful body.

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our lips pressed together while you’re slowly thrusting yourself deep inside me, leaving me a wet whimpering mess underneath you