Review: The Natural Love Company – Myrtle
Myrtle is a plant with five petals and a bud in the middle. This evergreen shrub, already mentioned in the Bible, inspired an English company to name a clitoral vibrator with five petals and a tongue instead of a bud.
The Natural Love Company's products were a complete novelty for me. I discovered Myrtle by accident on Instagram. Apparently, I had been following the company for a while but never really looked at their toy collection. Probably because of customs (shipping from the UK to Slovenia). However, there was something about Myrtle that made me check their website. TNLC (The Natural Love Company) operates under the slogan "Fuck youself, not the planet". Those words alone tell you that they are trying to reduce their carbon footprint as much as possible. They donate part of their sales to the Ocean Foundation and to the foundation 1% for the Planet. They also work with their partner Tree-Nation to promote reforestation. All their lubricants and oils are vegan, and their vibrators are packed in cardboard boxes. Plastic is out of the question. But the best thing for us in the EU is that they reimburse customs clearance costs up to twenty-five percent of the purchase price.
Excited by this news and their website, I ordered Myrtle, even though I knew all my past experiences with tongue stimulators. I waited ten days for it, but every minute of the wait was worth it, judging by the packaging alone. I had difficulty throwing it away. But I was left with a small Myrtle, a magnetic charger, and a storage bag.
Myrtle is covered in mustard yellow silicone, has a large button on the bottom to control the toy, and the head is shaped like a flower. A semi-hard tongue rests in the center for stimulation of the clitoris. It has three different vibration strengths and six patterns (most are pulsating at different speeds; only one of them increases the licking speed and then stops, then repeats the cycle).
I used this toy to pass the time between one holiday and another. I hoped it would give me the relaxation I needed after the working day's end. Unfortunately, it failed the first time. I was exhausted from the whole week. When I started, I would need toothpicks for my eyes to stay open.
Myrtle was almost inaudible at the first level of vibration, which is generally a perfect feature, but at that moment, I wished it would have made it easier for me to fight off the drowsiness with its buzzing sound. I only woke up when I put the tongue on my clit. The warming up of the peach went smoothly. I turned the tongue in all directions and pressed it against the clitoris. The vibrations did not stop for a second.
It seemed to me that I needed just a little bit more to reach the orgasm, so I increased the power. The second speed was already louder, but the vibrations were slightly more potent. I quickly got to the third level and stayed there. I repeated pressing the tongue down and turning it in all directions. I soon realized what I liked and needed to do to improve the stimulation. I moved Myrtle further away so that only the tongue tip was touching my clitoris. Once that worked out, I attacked it not from above, not from below, but from the side. It felt crazy good, but it didn't push me over the edge.
On the following nights, I concentrated on the patterns once I had mastered the technique. Two patterns convinced me - the one with gradual escalation and cessation and the one with faster and stronger pulsations. Finally, although I couldn't reach orgasm, I came close enough, and just a few seconds of the most potent monotonous vibrations were sufficient for me to cross the finish line. When I caught my breath, I coated the toy with lube. I would have done it earlier if I had known it was that good. This combination was the closest I've ever come to a live flickering tongue!
At first, I thought it was just another mediocre vibrator that would tease but never quite get the job done. The vibrations seemed too weak at times. It seemed impossible that it would live up to the high expectations of my peach. But, lo and behold, that is precisely what happened. Myrtle was the first toy that charmed my clit with its tongue.
You can buy it here: TNLC – Myrtle