Sometimes I sit naked on a chair, facing a mirror and I spread my legs. Other times I sit naked on a chair, I spread my legs and hold a mirror in between. Admiring the masterpiece so ugly, so beautiful to men, women and to me. Sometimes it’s hairy, sometimes it’s neatly trimmed and combed and other times it’s just bald.
I stare for a few seconds and using two fingers from both hands part the lips and stare in awe at the pink wonderland that brings men & women literally to their knees as they try to lick this cheesy wonderland. I stare at the organ that once had cold metals inserted into to kill a fetus. I stare at the organ that someday may birth babies. I stare at the organ that every month spurts blood when the child doesn’t come yet. I stare at the organ so elastic it receives penises, fingers and vibrators of varying sizes but yet it manages to snap back.
Sometimes, I’m doing a self examination, other times I just look & touch and on rare occasions the touching leads to something more. On rare occasions, I touch my clit which sends a wave of pleasure so intense; for me, it’s only obvious what must happen next. On few occasions, I tease myself. I squeeze my nipples, play with my lower lips and make myself watch. Then I let a finger in, I flicker it around till I feel the warm liquid that is my cum. I let in an extra finger.
No, two fingers.
I let all three explore, thrusting them back and forth, side to side so rigorously, it sends waves of pleasure unparalleled. I force myself to watch as my mouth forms a big O in anticipation of the big O. The walls of my vagina tighten around my fingers as it prepares to release. I feel the thunderous rush of warm sticky liquid and then..
I swear it’s an explosion. I withdraw my hand which is covered in my protein goodness and watch the rest flow, then trickle out of my honey pot. I look at myself, admiring my after orgasm glow. I clean up and then most nights after this I sleep naked and wake up in the morning dreaming of the night before. Some mornings, I reach in my night stand for my vibrator and insert it where my fingers were last night. It never takes me long to orgasm in the morning.
In these parts ‘masturbation’ is now more or less believed to be something only common among men and I have serious issues with this. Not for the obvious reasons but, well, cause in reality, I think things are pretty much even in wankerville. I’m not particular about the why’s or the how to’s; I want to know if you agree with me or not but then again, having some more insight on the matter might erm.. help this discourse. So, please use the comment box and speak your mind. Cheers.
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