....is not the question at all. But there are plenty of other questions surrounding the phenomenon of female ejaculation also known as squirting. Or gushing. (as some real life cases are less showy than porn would have us believe)
Is it urine?
Where does it come from?
How can I do it?
Am I normal if I can't?
How can I stop doing it?
Will it freak my partner out?
Lots of speculation, so-called research and studies, and we still can't come to a widely accepted conclusion. What is with the myths of the female body? Why is understanding it so complicated? Well, I can't tell you that. I have a female body and to tell you the truth it frustrates and confuses me sometimes. I can only learn from my experiences, and a sex toy review by Mrs. Discontented that I read reminded me of such an experience. With squirting, that is.
The wonderful month of May (you know, Masturbation Month?) flew by. Maybe we were all having so much fun.....uh.....celebrating. I don't think I hit an all time high, but I did my best, which is where my story becomes relevant.
Maybe some of my history is in order first. I consider myself lucky because I began having orgasms fairly young, and was still a teenager when I began having them with a partner. It shouldn't surprise you that that partner was Od. I had the security and confidence in our relationship that I needed to finally be able to let go. (as much as a normally self-conscious 17 year old can) He's always been an avid learner and the subject of our sexuality was no different. I know things about myself because of him. And I have an awesome vibrator because of him, too. I was using it the first time I squirted.
It was during a very brief period when I was multi-orgasmic. I'd almost forgotten about it until Mrs.' article got me thinking on the subject. My self-love sessions were so far and few between (I was a much different Freya back then) that when they occurred I was all business. Within a minute of vibe to clit contact I had the first, longest and most fulfilling orgasm. Shut off the vibe. Wait a minute. Start up the vibe, and before you know it, orgasm number 2. It took a little longer, was over quickly, and number 3 was beginning before I could recover. My record was somewhere around 10. Focusing became difficult after 4 or 5. I let my body decide when it was finished. Often I became so thirsty from all the heavy breathing that I forced myself to stop, other times I was so tender and swollen that the sensation bordered on a tingling, buzzy, hot pain. But pleasure is addictive when you go so long with out it. It was the end of a particularly long dry spell when my determination overrode my body's white flag of surrender. I pushed for just. one. more. It was a fight to the finish. Dry mouth. Wrist cramp. Sore abdominal muscles from all the intense spasming. Shaky, weak legs. Throbbing, overused vulva. Rational brain arguing with primal brain.
"Just stop, relax, and enjoy. One more isn't worth the energy"
"Shut up! Yes it is. Something's there. I can feel it!"
Thumbing the power up another notch, I pressed the vibrator down even harder. Eventually it happen. An instantaneous flare of orgasm that was blanketed in the most bizarre heat, and I felt it from the top of my clit to my ass. My muscles tensed so much that my shoulders were off the bed and it was like the climax was being ripped from my body. It was pleasurable. Painful. Tingly and numb at the same time. Hot. And.............what the fuck? Wet? Had I not still been wearing my panties I might not have noticed. At first. But cotton cools off quickly, and cold, soaked underwear grabs one's attention. I thought I'd peed the bed.
Orgasmic fatigue was immediately replaced with panic. Shit! Now I had to change undies and change the bed. I was bewildered, not really worried, but kept a look out for other signs of incontinence. I've had kids, you know? Us women hear about those things happening. Never mind that we also hear about female ejaculation. That couldn't possibly be what this was. Squirting women just know - don't they?
Well yeah, they do. They learn just like I did. From their first experience. I'm glad it was by myself. And that it happened subtly. More of a gush. I've seen videos of women going off like Super Soakers. If that was me, I would've been traumatized, thrown the damn Panasonic away, and shrivelled up from lack of use due to the embarrassment of Od ever seeing it happen.
I've had the same type of burning, gushing orgasm a handful of times since then. Occasionally from the trusty Panasonic (with longer time delays and on the 2nd or 3rd) and twice from my beloved LELO Soraya. All very intense with the telltale tingling. I'm usually aware that it's happened before I get a chance to investigate. I'm now aware of the sensations of squirting. Until recently.
It seems our bodies like to change things up every now and then. Good example : I'm no longer multi-orgasmic. Technically. And now my body like to be sneaky about squirting.
It was a few weeks ago back in May and I was honoring Masturbation Month in a rather rushed, last minute fashion, while I still had the house to myself. I was using my Icicles glass dildo. It's meant for G-spot stimulation and I combined it with the Panasonic. A two handed job, if you will. When I play with insertables, clitoral stimulation is saved for last as the thing that easily pushes me over the edge. This time felt like any other. It was a fairly quick, easily earned orgasm. The smooth hardness of the glass was doing it's job quite well. I was naked on the lower half only on top of the made bed. Before I finished riding out the pleasure I felt wetness under the small of my back. I froze. I knew what had happened, I just didn't know why. I had no telltale signs of heat or burning and it was my first/only orgasm. Toys pushed onto the floor, I hopped up to inspect the covers only to feel dripping from my entire lower body and from the back of my shirt! I made a wet spot that was the size of a turkey platter (sorry for the food reference) and it soaked through to the mattress pad. It didn't make any sense.
It was such a normal orgasm that produced my biggest gush to date when it usually accompanies such strong ones. I've had many releases lately at Od's hands that were so strong that I thought surely I'd squirted, and nope. Nothing. Sometimes it's from clit stimulation only, and sometimes combined with penetration. There are no rules, no secret combination to unlock the mystery of it, and I can't say that the gushing makes things more enjoyable - at least not for me. I know Od would get a thrill from it when and if my mind/body decides to cooperate. It can happen. I know this. It's not a myth, and I feel no superiority for having the ability to squirt. It just is.
And with the limitless ability to search the internet on any given topic, no question ever needs to remain unanswered.
No. It's not urine.
It ejects from the urethra.
You can practice with self stimulation, possibly focusing internally on the G-spot.
Of course you're normal if you don't squirt.
Learning to stop may be trickier than learning to start.
And all partners should enjoy your body's reaction to pleasure, no matter what. To hear some tell it, they happen to love a positive, exhilarating response from their lover. Huh. Go Figure. :)
I'm curious what my readers have to say.
Any experiences to share?
What are your thoughts?
Maybe it's not always about trying to fix something broken. Maybe it's about starting over and creating something better.
Extra Stuff
Monday, June 6, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
Happy happy joy joy
So.....I'm thinking that this summer might not be so bad.
I made a plan.
I gathered the kids and laid it out.
No sleeping in.
The day starts right away with breakfast and regular chores.
We hit the YMCA followed by lunch.
Then we have the day for the pool, library, movies, amusement park, etc.
The one big stipulation is this : everyday, without fail, each of us has 3 extra jobs to do.
I make the list, they choose from the list.
Yesterday my son informed me "Oh yeah, I'm done with exams. Yesterday was my last day."
?????????
I said "Good. You can get a head start on your projects."
He washed his car, took care of the dog, made his bed, swept the driveway, cut down some weeds, and moved the fire pit woodpile.
I bought him lunch. He was happy.
Today my bathroom got cleaned, carpets and couches vacuumed, tree house lumber is denailed, oven drawer cleaned out, herb pots are shiny, papers and junk mail shredded, and windows got washed inside and out.
I bought them lunch again.
I got a "thank you" for that.
They're actually in good moods considering they worked all morning and afternoon.
Oh! And they did their own laundry, too.
I hope this pattern holds up. I can't believe it's worked 2 days in a row. I'm beyond happy.
And the cherry on top?
Son got a call for a job interview!
This shit better be real when I wake up tomorrow. That's all I'm sayin'.
Almost forgot. I'm giving Friday Facts a rest for now. Thinking about putting up a formspring widget instead. Maybe. As with anything....... if I can figure it out. ;)
Have a good weekend!
*hugs*
I made a plan.
I gathered the kids and laid it out.
No sleeping in.
The day starts right away with breakfast and regular chores.
We hit the YMCA followed by lunch.
Then we have the day for the pool, library, movies, amusement park, etc.
The one big stipulation is this : everyday, without fail, each of us has 3 extra jobs to do.
I make the list, they choose from the list.
Yesterday my son informed me "Oh yeah, I'm done with exams. Yesterday was my last day."
?????????
I said "Good. You can get a head start on your projects."
He washed his car, took care of the dog, made his bed, swept the driveway, cut down some weeds, and moved the fire pit woodpile.
I bought him lunch. He was happy.
Today my bathroom got cleaned, carpets and couches vacuumed, tree house lumber is denailed, oven drawer cleaned out, herb pots are shiny, papers and junk mail shredded, and windows got washed inside and out.
I bought them lunch again.
I got a "thank you" for that.
They're actually in good moods considering they worked all morning and afternoon.
Oh! And they did their own laundry, too.
I hope this pattern holds up. I can't believe it's worked 2 days in a row. I'm beyond happy.
And the cherry on top?
Son got a call for a job interview!
This shit better be real when I wake up tomorrow. That's all I'm sayin'.
Almost forgot. I'm giving Friday Facts a rest for now. Thinking about putting up a formspring widget instead. Maybe. As with anything....... if I can figure it out. ;)
Have a good weekend!
*hugs*
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
TMI Tuesday 5/31/11 and girding my loins this very minute
I'm just curious. Are there any other moms out there who are experiencing the tight panic in their chest at the realization that you only have mere days of freedom before............summer break? It's a dirty word around here.
My son needs a job - desperately - but hiring is as rare as unicorns around here, and I don't know what to do with him. I suspect he thinks his time will be spent frolicking with his girlfriend. (another dirty word) He has neither the privilege nor gas money to do such. It won't be pretty when he's made aware.
My daughter's favorite weekend past time is sleeping in, taking long showers, and doing her hair - so she can lay in the sun and sweat - only to come back in an hour later, shower again, do her hair, and take a nap. I suspect she plans on extending this routine through the whole summer. Again - it won't be pretty when she realizes this won't be happening.
It generally takes me a month to get them whipped into shape (not literally, I save that for Od!) before they can be considered human and fit for polite company.
I'm preparing for battle as I write.
Wish me luck.
I'll leave you with this week's TMI post.
1. What time did you go to bed last night and were you alone?
I went to bed around 11 p.m. I was alone for as long as it took Od to shower and join me.
2. If you could be given ANY gift what would it be?
I want an unlimited travel fund and a
3. What was the last film that really moved/disturbed/thrilled you and why?
I tend to absorb movies and move on quickly. I watch a lot of DVDs. I was moved by The Painted Veil a year or two ago. Edward Norten and Naomi Watts I think. I was disturbed by The Hills Have Eyes. I can't watch movies like that. And I was thrilled to recently watch Water for Elephants. Loved the book. Loved the cinematography. Loved the actors.
4. What is your favorite way to wake up and what is the first thing you do?
My favorite unexpected way to wake up is alone in the middle of the bed with an early morning rain/thunder storm. The first thing I do is root deeper into the covers and fall back asleep to the sound.
5. You’ve been granted an extra hour in the day, what are you going to do?
a. Sleep more
b. Extend a sexual interlude
c. Shop
d. Finally fit in that workout that you usually can’t make time for.
I'm going to say none of the above. I'm going to say I'd read more. In a totally quiet house. Because that's more difficult to come by than the other options.
BONUS: Are you in love or lust?
I'm in love and in lust. Both usually with my husband. Sometimes the lust is reserved for others. Isn't that what we sex bloggers do? ;)
Monday, May 30, 2011
Tokens of remembrance
Wherever I travel, no matter what sight I'm seeing, it is the history that draws me in. The people who lived before me, leaving something behind to tell their tale. Perhaps photos, a journal, personal belongings, and the most touching of all - loved ones. Who we are while we're on this planet doesn't stop with the end of our existence. Our impact carries on, if only in simple memory.
It never fails that once I've taken the photo I think I want and replace the lens cover, I see a perfect shot that I wasn't even looking for. A theme emerged out of my favorite DC photos from earlier this month, and I wanted to share some of them with you.
.......they are tokens of remembrance that are well earned and much deserved. Be grateful for them. Remember them.
It never fails that once I've taken the photo I think I want and replace the lens cover, I see a perfect shot that I wasn't even looking for. A theme emerged out of my favorite DC photos from earlier this month, and I wanted to share some of them with you.
| Whether the decorations are humble...... |
| ........or boldly and rightly proud....... |
| .......part of a time-honored tradition....... |
| .......casual correspondence....... |
| .......have inside meanings....... |
| .......are hard to let go of....... |
| .......hold gratitude from a generation unknown....... |
| .......or just catch the eye of a humble photographer....... |
Friday, May 27, 2011
Friday Facts 5/27/11
Considering that I was on a roll for Friday night dates, and am otherwise engaged this evening I preplanned to get this edition of Friday Facts out early. (so you slackers who blog at work could catch this on your lunch break!) ;) Moving right along........
Did you know :
That's all for today. I have a birthday cake and a phone call to make.
As always, enjoy your weekend!
*kiss kiss*
Did you know :
- I like to give my pets human names that are unusual or cultural? My German dog has an Irish name and my American cat has an Italian name. I also once had a pet named Nickodemus and one named Abercrombie.
- that my favorite cereal is Cheerios. Plain old Cheerios. Boring I know, but sometimes I jazz it up with a banana.
- I had a super huge girl crush on Wonder Woman as a girl? I wanted to be her so badly. She had the best accessories.
- that I studied French for 5 years? And the only practical use of it was ordering food and flirting with a lovely boy named Olivier while I was in France. Both were delicious. ;)
- I like to bite? But not to be bitten. Much. Occasionally on the tits or the tush. Gen.tl.y.
- that I've never been SCUBA diving or parasailing, but both are on my bucket list?
- among the many male attributes that I'm a fan of - one of them is sideburns? Wolverine makes me wet. It doesn't matter that it's Hugh Jackman - but damned if it doesn't make it better!
- that lilies are my favorite flower? Particularly Tiger and Stargazer. I'm waiting for mine to bloom right now.
- it's never a good idea to dice jalapenos and then readjust your boobs? Not even after you wash your hands, people. That stuff really burns! (although I'm ridiculous enough to laugh at the irony that milk is the best thing to take the burn away.) LOL :)
- that it's almost strawberry picking season in my part of the world? That pleases me to no end. Strawberry jam, strawberry pies, strawberries on French toast, in cereal, and just because!
- that I can purr? Yes. Yes I can. ;)
- I know what the view from the Eiffel Tower looks like? It's beautiful and geometric, which pleases me.
- that as of 12:28 p.m. today, I've been a mother for 17 years? That's craziness. Just yesterday he was a precocious little thing that couldn't absorb useless knowledge about trains, volcanoes, dinosaurs, and construction equipment fast enough, making my ears bleed with a constant stream of "hey mama, did you know?......." Oh. Wait. He he. I guess he gets more from me than his looks. ;)
That's all for today. I have a birthday cake and a phone call to make.
As always, enjoy your weekend!
*kiss kiss*
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
TMI Tuesday 5/23/11
It's time for another round of TMI, and a good way to stretch my blogging muscles. Anyone else find that if you go two or three days without blogging then it's easy to turn into a week, then two, then...?
Anyway, since I'm bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning (had sex, vacuumed, straightened up the house, ran an errand, ate breakfast) I'm gonna settle in and do some writing. You'll see this today and the rest tomorrow. Shall we?
1. Under what circumstances would you kiss a stranger?
Drunkenness is the first I can think of. I lose my filter and impulse control when I drink. I'm likely to do or say anything that pops into my brain, plus I get very flirtatious - more than usual. The only other circumstance I can think of is perhaps an erotic encounter where only body language is used to express attraction and the undeniable pull that draws you closer and closer until you let your lips say the necessary silent words against another's.
2. Who was the last person you sent a sexy or romantic text message to? What did the text say?
A text? That would have to be Od. I sent him my HNT photos with the caption "For posterity. (and your continued enjoyment.) I love you. *kiss*" He loves my feet. What can I say? Now - sexy email would be a different story altogether. ;)
3. What was the last sexy or romantic text message that you received and what did it say?
Well, everyday around noon Od sends me a reminder to take care of S & T. It's his way of being involved when he can't be present. It's more sweet than sexy. The last really sexy text was from him asking if I found my surprise he left me. (it was a screen saver of an exceptionally hung uncut man wearing a cock ring) The conversation that followed was hot and flirty. Again, if we mentioned emails as well, it would be someone else about something else, but definitely sexy!
4. What was the longest romantic relationship you’ve had (months, years)? And what was the shortest romantic relationship?
The longest is going on 20 years. Coming this August actually. The shortest is probably a few weeks. Back in high school.
5. If there was a cunnilingus contest, would you enter? Would you “eat” or be eaten?
If eating, would you bring along your choice of pussy to lick or use one of the clean delectable pussies provided?
What's the goal? Fastest orgasm? Most orgasms? Most pussies eaten at one time? I need more info.
But I'll go ahead and say probably not. That's not a sexy answer, only a truthful one. I'm not fast and not multi-orgasmic and although I could see myself being bisensual, I'm not bisexual and have never craved the taste of pussy.
6. If we asked your partner/lover to describe you sexually in one word, what do you think that word would be?
The first thing that I thought of was aggressive, but because he and I frequently think on different wavelengths I called him and asked. He said adventurous. I think we're both right. ;)
Anyway, since I'm bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning (had sex, vacuumed, straightened up the house, ran an errand, ate breakfast) I'm gonna settle in and do some writing. You'll see this today and the rest tomorrow. Shall we?
1. Under what circumstances would you kiss a stranger?
Drunkenness is the first I can think of. I lose my filter and impulse control when I drink. I'm likely to do or say anything that pops into my brain, plus I get very flirtatious - more than usual. The only other circumstance I can think of is perhaps an erotic encounter where only body language is used to express attraction and the undeniable pull that draws you closer and closer until you let your lips say the necessary silent words against another's.
2. Who was the last person you sent a sexy or romantic text message to? What did the text say?
A text? That would have to be Od. I sent him my HNT photos with the caption "For posterity. (and your continued enjoyment.) I love you. *kiss*" He loves my feet. What can I say? Now - sexy email would be a different story altogether. ;)
3. What was the last sexy or romantic text message that you received and what did it say?
Well, everyday around noon Od sends me a reminder to take care of S & T. It's his way of being involved when he can't be present. It's more sweet than sexy. The last really sexy text was from him asking if I found my surprise he left me. (it was a screen saver of an exceptionally hung uncut man wearing a cock ring) The conversation that followed was hot and flirty. Again, if we mentioned emails as well, it would be someone else about something else, but definitely sexy!
4. What was the longest romantic relationship you’ve had (months, years)? And what was the shortest romantic relationship?
The longest is going on 20 years. Coming this August actually. The shortest is probably a few weeks. Back in high school.
If eating, would you bring along your choice of pussy to lick or use one of the clean delectable pussies provided?
What's the goal? Fastest orgasm? Most orgasms? Most pussies eaten at one time? I need more info.
But I'll go ahead and say probably not. That's not a sexy answer, only a truthful one. I'm not fast and not multi-orgasmic and although I could see myself being bisensual, I'm not bisexual and have never craved the taste of pussy.
6. If we asked your partner/lover to describe you sexually in one word, what do you think that word would be?
The first thing that I thought of was aggressive, but because he and I frequently think on different wavelengths I called him and asked. He said adventurous. I think we're both right. ;)
Happy SEXY TMI Tuesday!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
HNT kicks and knickers
Once upon a time there was a girl with a fancy for knickers. Pretty ones. Lacy, silky, stringy, skimpy, flirtatious knickers. She even had a favorite purveyor of such things. Walking into the elegant store filled the girl with excitement of the hunt for the perfect pair, and the hope that they were stocked in her size. Classical music seduced her into a lust for lingerie. Again and again and again she would return to seek the satisfaction that could only be obtained here. For many years this relationship of mutual affection carried on.
As in most relationships , they parted ways. It was a difference of opinions. The girl moved on.
The girl's body grew and changed in ways that not only change a life, but bring new life, too. She thought of the undies in her past and longed for the day when perhaps, under the right circumstances, they might find each other again.
Over the years lacy, silky, stringy, skimpy, and flirtatious were replaced with cottony, comfortable, supportive, and modest. But there were always the memories of the way the store's atmosphere welcomed her and the contentment the girl experienced with shopping bag in hand and a secret to be discovered.
No longer a girl, but now a full fledged woman, she has other loves as well. This is a woman who strives to treat herself well in all aspects. Sexy shoes make her feel sassy and give her attitude a kick. They caress the polished and pedicured toes that are loved by her beloved. And now they go so well with other sexy little things. Little lacy, silky, stringy, skimpy, and flirtatious sexy little things.
Once again, she is happy.
As in most relationships , they parted ways. It was a difference of opinions. The girl moved on.
The girl's body grew and changed in ways that not only change a life, but bring new life, too. She thought of the undies in her past and longed for the day when perhaps, under the right circumstances, they might find each other again.
Over the years lacy, silky, stringy, skimpy, and flirtatious were replaced with cottony, comfortable, supportive, and modest. But there were always the memories of the way the store's atmosphere welcomed her and the contentment the girl experienced with shopping bag in hand and a secret to be discovered.
No longer a girl, but now a full fledged woman, she has other loves as well. This is a woman who strives to treat herself well in all aspects. Sexy shoes make her feel sassy and give her attitude a kick. They caress the polished and pedicured toes that are loved by her beloved. And now they go so well with other sexy little things. Little lacy, silky, stringy, skimpy, and flirtatious sexy little things.
Once again, she is happy.
| Sexy little things, indeed! ;) |
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