Marital Aid Test Kitchen: The iRide

What's big, pink, shaped like a saddle, and eager to give you the ride of your life? Why, none other than Doc Johnson's iRide, which may have earned the title of the most monstrous looking gadget ever to give me an orgasm.

I'm going to be honest here: I went into this experiment assuming I wasn't going to like the iRide. It just seemed so...so obvious. So ham fisted. A pink plastic saddle with a dildo prong on it? Really?

But then, you know, I rode it. And, well, that certainly altered my opinion.

The iRide may not be discreet, or stylish, or even particularly finessed in its operation. But it is a big, vibrating saddle with a dildo prong on it. And it feels, well, pretty damn good.

I should say right here that one of the things that I, personally, respond to (in a sexual way) is pressure. And though it might not seem totally intuitive, pressure is something that the iRide is really, really good at. You see, it's not just a big hunk of vibrating plastic that you sit on—no, once you have the iRide in place (read: positioned inside your vagina), you can rock back and forth on it, bringing various sensitive bits (like the labia, clitoris, and the gspot) in contact with some wonderful vibrating surfaces. It is very different from the sensations offered by most toys—and, as you might have figured out by now, very delightful.

This is not to say that the iRide is a perfect, world changing item, however. There are still some pretty real issues with the toy that might keep you from purchasing it (not the least: where on earth are you going to store it?). For one, the toy requires a whopping 4 AA batteries, which is mildly annoying at best. For another: the iRide is controlled by two buttons—one which controls the vibrations of the saddle, the other controlling the vibrations of the prong. This is wonderful and all, but the buttons aren't marked—and because of physics and stuff, when the saddle vibrates, the prong vibrates, and vice versa. This might not sound like that big a deal, but the whole thing led to a confusing scenario in which I kept pushing buttons, trying to turn off the toy, and somehow not managing to. I can only imagine what might happen if one wanted to stow this in a hurry.

That said: if you can live with the batteries, and have a nice place to store the toy (or don't care who knows what a dirty, iRiding perv you are), then by all means, have at it. It may be cheesy looking, it may be oversized, it may be completely ridiculous. But it feels good—and when it comes to sex toys, isn't that all that matters?

[NB: I store my iRide on the top shelf of my wardrobe.]

· Buy the iRide (amazon.com)
· Doc Johnson (docjohnson.com)

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Previously: Marital Aid Test Kitchen Archive