kingofthemorlocks wrote:The G-spot is a beautiful thing. I play with Christine's every chance I get, and with the right pressure and rhythm I've made her squirt. Not fountain like our lovely Misca, but squirt nonetheless.
My favorite euphemism for it is "the pot of gold hidden in a room filled with $100 bills"
HEY!
I'm not a fountain...usually
"You know those things called "gamer girls" yes we exist, and I am one of them. If you could kindly stop worrying about your erection and pick up that controller so I can whip your ass I'd appreciate it."
naked pictures of Misca are going to be the new world currency when the tentacles take over. ~Squiddy
*suddenly wants a miscashake* ~aeridus
Toawa, the Rogue Auditor.
(Don't ask how I did it; the others will be ticked if they realize I'm not at their stupid meetings.)
Interdimensional Researcher, Builder, and Trader Extraordinaire
And I thought this was a cooking thread, because I've actual pointers for getting tender pork chops and stuff like that.
My antidepressants tend to slow arousal response, so I do take a while to actually get off, but I've several favored techniques.
When I had access to a body pillow of the right firmness (not too firm) and squishability (quite, it was foam), I liked to wrap my legs around it, with it pinned under me, and hump it to my heart's content. I quite like deep pressure on my genitals, which is why man on top is sometimes quite a turn on for me. Straddling him works, too.
If I've plenty of time, I just use my index and ring finger to pop my clit out, as it were, then roll the tip of my middle finger over it. It's quite fun and gets me very aroused, but I can't get completely off with just that alone, so I normally follow it with some judicious pillow-humping.
Right now I'm employing toys, though - I have to lube up no matter what mostly because my hormonal birth control dries me up a bit, so I tend to start by lubing up my Feeldoe with KY Liquid lube, and then using either the bulb with a whacking off movement (when I want clitoral/G-spot stimulation), or using the business end as a normal dildo for cervical stimulation (gripping the end between my thighs and arching my back sporadically works very well).
I've heard accounts from other women about how they don't like having pressure on their cervix, which is why they don't want to shag their well-hung boyfriends, but I actually quite enjoy having steady pressure on my cervix, so. *shrugs*
Either way, I do spend quite a while caressing myself elsewhere, playing with (or pinching) my nipples, cupping my breasts in my hands or stroking my body with my free hand, or otherwise just making getting off a sensual experience.
I normally use deep penetration with a vibe (normally holding it over the general clitoral region with steady pressure, before grinding it in a thrusting, rythmic sort of movement) to achieve orgasm when I've tired the fiance out. (Yes, I use lube, otherwise I chafe. Not fun, ok?)
I think that was entirely too much detail, wasn't it?
Mel Wong wrote:And I thought this was a cooking thread, because I've actual pointers for getting tender pork chops and stuff like that.
- Mel
I'd actually like to hear those. I dry pork chops out like a son-of-a-bitch.
Lemme create a cooking thread though...
Squidflakes, God-Emperor of the Tentacles.
He demands obeisance in the form of oral sex, or he'll put you at the mercy of his tentacles. Even after performing obeisance, you might be on the receiving ends of tentacles anyway. In this case, pray to Sodomiticus to intercede on your behalf.
Mel Wong wrote:I think that was entirely too much detail, wasn't it?
Oh, hell no.
*fans herself*
I love my body pillow, too. Literally.
"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered...."
The reason I don't often get myself off is because,
1. I streach my legs to the point of pulling muscles when I have an orgasm.
2. I rarley get horney when I dont have acsess to the husband.
I am totally a clit girl though. I just can't seem to get going without a pretty good amount to clit play. Unless I am playing with my vib too. Then both hands are busy, one working the vib and the other making sure my clit gets the attention it needs.
Now if only I could figure out a way to do it without pulling muscles.
Starwind wrote:Now if only I could figure out a way to do it without pulling muscles.
Which muscles? I'm guessing the abductors (pulling the legs outward, like doing the splits)?
Toawa, the Rogue Auditor.
(Don't ask how I did it; the others will be ticked if they realize I'm not at their stupid meetings.)
Interdimensional Researcher, Builder, and Trader Extraordinaire
I hate being a gimp. I regularly strain my neck when I orgasm. Something about the way I arch my back.
The evil, evil part this year has been the brittle bones. It's pretty much wrecked our sex life, since the odds of breaking me are high. Really ruins the mood when *snap* another rib breaks. Though we seem to be down to the same two badly-healed ones re-breaking over and over again at this point. Grrrr. The big, rechargable massage tool is starting to look really attractive...the one with the rotating knob on the end.
I bought a weird-shaped vibrator from Good Vibrations a couple years ago. It's sort of U-shaped. It has a shaft section for insertion, then a flatter section that's meant to cup the vulva and mons. If it were a little bit flexible, it'd be perfect.
Oooh, and if they made this one as a vibrator, I'd be all over it in a second.
jackalope wrote:Oooh, and if they made this one as a vibrator, I'd be all over it in a second.
You could try holding a powerful bullet or egg vibe against the holding-end of it. I use something like that with my Feeldoe (pre-vibe iteration) for maximum thrills.
I'm not sure what the muscles are called but its the ones on the backs of my thighs and calves actually. I also wonder if having to hide the fact (in the past) I am doing it caused me to develope a very weird style of having a solo orgasm. I dont have a problem when the hubby is helping. The I just normally end up with fingerprint bruises in my ass.
jackalope wrote:Though we seem to be down to the same two badly-healed ones re-breaking over and over again at this point.
Given the number of artificial bone replacements they've come up with so far, you'd think they would have come up with artificial ribs by now...
::looks over::
Aww, I lost my fire bar.
Toawa, the Rogue Auditor.
(Don't ask how I did it; the others will be ticked if they realize I'm not at their stupid meetings.)
Interdimensional Researcher, Builder, and Trader Extraordinaire
Antidepressants can have a big impact on orgasms. It's even mentioned in several commercials now. SSRIs (Zoloft, Prozac, etc.) can delay and even prevent it (though my girlfriend at the time didn't see it as such a bad thing).
Also, depression itself whacks sex drive in different ways. Hopefully, your doctor would be willing to discuss any such problems with you.
*pouts* I know, it makes me sad... it doesn't suppress my sex drive (unless my sex drive is waaaaaaaaay too high) but I can't orgasm! NOt yet anyway.
And I talked to my doc... a long while ago... i told him i had started having sex and he congratulated me (hehe) and asked if i was having orgasms, and i said not yet, and he said that the meds might make it hard to..
When I (briefly) took Paxil my genitals might as well have been my elbows for all the good they did me. Prozac was much better that way. Wellbutrin was like the difference between night and day. It's not an SSRI. It increases norepinephrine and dopamine among other things. It had the side effect of increasing libido.
Works for some, not for others. YMMV. Consult your doctor.
"It is the difference between the unknown and the unknowable, between science and fantasy - it is a matter of essence. The four points of the compass be logic, knowledge, wisdom and the unknown. Some do bow in that final direction. Others advance upon it. To bow before the one is to lose sight of the three. I may submit to the unknown, but never to the unknowable. The man who bows in that final direction is either a saint or a fool. I have no use for either."
~aeridus
