A Sex Wedge is the Game Changer You Didn’t Know You Needed

Liberator Wedge and Ramp review

I didn’t quite believe the hype about sex wedges.

Lots of people swear by them. They insist that using one can make sex more comfortable and pleasurable. Once in a while, I even heard people claim that a wedge transformed sex for them.

I could see how using one might give you some ergonomic benefits. Sliding a slab of foam under your butt would help with positioning and might be especially beneficial for people with back pain.

But I didn’t usually come out of having sex feeling sore — at least, not in a way that a wedge could help.

So, I was intrigued but not quite curious enough to actually buy one.

It didn’t help that I had a bit of sticker shock when I looked up some prices. There were some more affordable ones, but even those seemed pricey when I figured I could just use a pillow instead.

For years, that’s exactly what I did. When I had trouble getting the right angle or when I wanted my legs propped up for a half-hour pussy massage, I’d grab my thickest pillow and tuck it underneath me.

That seemed to work just fine — but only because I had no idea what a wedge could really do.

I decided to finally try a wedge because so many things have surprised me over the last couple of years.

I didn’t think a sex blanket would make much of a difference to my life, but now I’m grateful I have one almost every time I have sex or get myself off in bed.

I tried a water-based anal lube even though I figured silicone was all I needed and it became my all-around favorite — and not just for butt stuff.

And I wasn’t sure I’d be into bondage but once my husband strapped our first set of restraints around my wrists, I never looked back.

I realized wedges might be in the same category — something that doesn’t seem like much at first glance but might end up changing the way I have sex.

So, I gave it a chance. And I was completely won over.

Well, eventually. At first, not so much.

Everyone’s First Time Is Awkward

The wedge I got is really two wedges. It’s the Liberator Wedge and Ramp combo. The ramp is long and tall enough that you could recline your entire body on it. The wedge is smaller but still big enough to give you a bit of a lift.

They came rolled up in a box like a memory foam mattress. Once they expanded and took shape, I was really surprised by how solid they felt.

I wouldn’t say they’re hard. They’re definitely foamy, and the velvish cover is soft too. But they provide lots of support because there isn’t much give.

That worried me because I tend not to enjoy lying on firm surfaces if I can avoid it.

The ramp and wedge came packaged with a sheet of sex positions you can achieve using them. I gave it a quick glance and set it aside. My ADHD brain promptly forgot everything it had seen, but I figured I could wing it.

I mean, it’s just two wedges. How complicated could it be?

Turns out it wasn’t as obvious as I thought.

That night, after a nice long round of foreplay, I asked Mr. Austin to fetch the wedges so we could use them.

He stood next to the bed holding them, looking a bit lost.

“Uhm, how do you want them?” he asked.

Good question. I had no idea.

He placed them on the bed and we moved them around tentatively. We stacked the wedge on the ramp in a way that looked kind of right, but we still weren’t sure exactly how to use them.

I climbed on it awkwardly and tried to get in a position that felt at least sexual though it probably wasn’t sexy.

It felt weird. My legs were up but my head was hanging down.

I held steady while thinking to myself “This can’t be the right way to use these, can it?”

Mr. Austin licked and fingered my pussy while I started wondering whether I’d get dizzy from being upside down for so long.

It felt good — but only as good as it usually did. The strange position I was in didn’t make the action any better.

After lapping me to an orgasm, Mr. Austin pulled me up so my hips were at the edge of the ramp. He slid his cock inside me and thrust a few times before we realized we had to adjust. I shimmied a bit, he shifted in response. We repeated that a few times, trying to find an angle that worked.

It wasn’t sexy, but at least it was funny. We were laughing so much at our clumsy attempts to fuck on the ramp that we were at risk of losing our horniness.

I didn’t want that to happen, so I kicked the wedges off to the bed and said “Okay, just fuck me.”

He climbed on top of me and the feeling of his cock sliding in — at a normal angle this time — stifled my giggles and we had a really fun night without our new accessory.

Clearly, the ramp and wedge weren’t as simple as they seemed. There was a bit of learning curve to them.

They went back in the closet. The next day, we dug out that sheet of sex positions and studied it carefully. We committed a few to memory, and I made sure that none of the positions we planned on using the next time would have me lying upside down.

That made a huge difference. Our next attempt was much, much better. In fact, it was fucking amazing.

Deep, Hard, and Incredibly Intense

For our second attempt, we figured we’d start on easy mode. We set the ramp aside and used the wedge only.

I slid it underneath me and I could already tell that this was so much better than my pillow. Even my thickest one couldn’t give me this much lift. And the wedge’s shape kept my hips propped up at a very comfortable angle.

I could tell the difference it made when Mr. Austin was going down on me. He seemed more comfortable and had to adjust his position less often. There was also an ease to the way he was licking me, like he was managing to hit all the right spots without any effort whatsoever.

I didn’t think the wedge would make much of a difference unless we were using it for penetrative sex, but we were both already enjoying it during the foreplay.

But it’s when he climbed on top of me that I felt the real difference a wedge could make.

When he slid his cock inside me, it felt like he was fucking me deeper than he normally does.

That feeling continued the entire time we fucked. The angle was just perfect and I couldn’t believe how pleasurable every single thrust was.

Being propped up also left more room under my thighs, which meant that Mr. Austin could get closer, making for some harder and even more intense thrusting.

It was so fucking good that I didn’t want to change a thing. I didn’t want to move. I could’ve spent the rest of the night in that exact same spot, just taking his cock and having strong orgasm after strong orgasm.

But I wanted to see if the ramp could make things even more interesting.

We stacked the wedge on the shorter side of the ramp to create an angled platform.

I laid on top of it. This time, it was very comfortable. My head wasn’t hanging down. I didn’t feel like I was in an unfamiliar position.

The firmness felt surprisingly nice. It was a refreshing contrast to the memory foam mattress we normally have sex on, which feels like fucking on a marshmallow — and that’s nowhere near as fun as it sounds.

Once I was set up on this foam pedestal, Mr. Austin decided to pleasure me again. He ate me out, pausing only to tell me how great I looked from that position.

I’ll have to take his word for that. But being so elevated did make me feel like my body was on display.

I could tell this was having the same effect as the wedge — it was so much easier for him to go down on me. His tongues and lips worked expertly without him needing to readjust or shift around.

After making me come a few times, he got up and stood next to the ramp so he could finger me. The way I was positioned seemed to make that easier, too. He slipped his fingers in with ease and crooked them to hit my G-spot. His rhythm was perfect and smooth. I gripped the sides of the ramp and enjoyed the ride.

But the real highlight is what came after.

He helped me off the ramp and bent me over it. The edge of the ramp put my ass and hips in the right spot, and the wedge created a platform for me to rest on.

It was like the comfort of being face down, ass up combined with the doggystyle angle I normally prefer.

I didn’t expect much because doggystyle is tough for us. His cock is girthy and curved, which makes it challenging to fuck in that position. We often skip it. If I’m really in the mood for it, we’ll do it for a minute or two, usually keeping the penetration shallow so it doesn’t get too uncomfortable.

The ramp changed that completely.

The way my hips were propped up on it created the perfect configuration for getting fucked from behind. It’s almost like it was arching my back for me.

The ease was shocking. Mr. Austin went slowly at first because he normally has to, but it wasn’t needed. His cock entered me without much effort at all.

And this time, he managed to give me every single inch of it instead of just fucking me with half, like he often has to when I’m on my knees.

It was pure pleasure. He didn’t have to be careful — he gripped my hips tightly and fucked me hard.

He gave me one of the things I’ve missed the most since we’ve been together — a hard, deep, animalistic pounding from behind.

He fucked me faster and harder, slamming his hips into my ass. I was in doggystyle heaven and I had to hold my hand over my mouth to muffle my shouts.

He told me to hold myself up and I propped myself up on my elbows for him. That changed the angle but it didn’t change the pleasure. His cock and hips kept slamming into me and I didn’t have to stop, ask him to slow down, or worry I’d be sore the rest of the night.

I had been tempted to stay in the missionary position, but I’m thankful I didn’t. As good and intense as that was, this was even hotter and more pleasurable.

It’s getting a deep, hard, fast pounding that made me fall in love with doggystyle the first time I experienced it. And it’s that same sensation, combined with several intense orgasms, that made me fall in love with these wedges now.

Prop Me Up

Every time we’ve used the ramp and wedge since, it’s been a similar experience. Better angles. More intense sex. Incredible sensations the whole way through.

And it’s even more comfortable than I thought it would be.

The cover is removable and washable. But more importantly, it’s water resistant. That protects the foam and means we can fuck on them without having to worry about it.

I was a bit skeptical about these, but they’ve already earned their place in my bedroom. Turns out a sex wedge is just like a sex blanket and a set of restraints — I didn’t know just how much needed them.

If you’re ever in the mood for a deep dicking, you should try a sex wedge.

There are positions that can help you go deeper. You can shift your hips and arch your back to help that cock get a bit further inside you.

But I’ve rarely felt it as deep as I do when I’m on the wedge. It’s like it positions us perfectly for some of the deepest fucks we’ve ever had.

Just be sure to study the sheet of sex positions before you climb on top of it.

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