"Violet, WHAT?" you are probably saying to yourself. And I know. You'd think that someone as vocal as I am about sex (both alone and with others) and taking control of your own self-pleasure would definitely have the proverbial kinks worked out in this department. What could possibly have led to this bizarre deficiency? Quite frankly, I'm just going to blame this on my clitoris.
This isn't to say that I'm not a successful masturbator. I started masturbating pretty young, and as you all know, once you start, you rarely turn back. I, like everyone, know myself the best and have my ticks down to a fairly exact science. But, up until very recently, my habits were focused solely, obsessively, unwaveringly on my clit.
With the proper tool and a bit of determination, I am totally capable of getting myself off in under a minute. (*No, seriously -- I just took a break in the middle of writing this to time myself.) This is great for those times when you need to bang out an orgasm, quick and dirty, before you have to go to dinner or work or whatever. But, as we all know, the longer the tease, the better the pay-off, so that's not always how anyone wants to do things.
My clit is unflinchingly reliable in these situations. Because of that, my self-pleasure has very rarely had anything to do with internal stimulation, g-spot or otherwise. I have long been in the habit of only using the outside-stimulation side of rabbit vibrators. Toys meant for your g-spot always end up on my clit in the end, because that is how I know how to get the job done.
Ready to hear what changed my mind? The slow, gentle swirl of the pad of my middle finger over my g-spot recently sent a rather ordinary Hitachi session over the cliff into absolutely explosive pleasure. Please don't freak out -- I'm not saying I've never touched my g-spot before, I've just never done it quite this way for quite this long.
When the whole world tells you that women always want a dick-shaped toy stuffed inside them as they jerk off, you sort of begin to suspect that if you don't want that something is wrong with your parts. Dildos can be great. There are a few I would call amazing. But it doesn't always have to be like that. And what I've discovered is that some of the biggest, rumbliest, from-somewhere-deep-under-the-earth's-core orgasms emanate from me when something vibrates on my clit while I basically finger-paint a circle on my g-spot. And guess what? If that's what works for me, something equally as strange might work for you and you should do it.
I am here to tell you today that my pussy and I are still really learning things about each other, that I am agreeing to be more flexible and experimental with it on my own time, and that my middle finger looks super cute to me right now.