Stupid Cunt
September 16th, 2007Forgive my crudity, please, but this post was no good without the title.
The other night, I curled up in bed for some quality hands-on time. All I wanted was an orgasm, possibly followed by a nap. Instead, I got a huge wet spot.
I was annoyed (I just moved in! It’s too soon to ruin the mattress!) but not entirely surprised.
On that previous entry in May, one of the commenters had assured me, “someday you are going to find someone who knows what they are doing and you will have a g-spot squirting orgasm.” Ladies and gents, we appear to have the latter.
September 16th, 2007 at 2:51 pm
Yeah those things just go of unexpectedly when your least expecting them.
September 16th, 2007 at 7:35 pm
A g-spot squirting orgasm without someone who knows what they’re doing? Hmm. One wonders what the orgasm will be like with someone who knows what they’re doing.
September 16th, 2007 at 10:10 pm
Not sure I understand the title then?
Unless you are being ironic or is this New York humour?
How about “Vibrant Vagina or Vulva!”
September 17th, 2007 at 8:11 pm
May the geyser you have discovered remind you more and more of Old Faithful.
Arafin
September 21st, 2007 at 12:57 pm
Chucks, not diamonds, are a girl’s best friend.
October 24th, 2007 at 1:22 pm
Hey - just recently found your blog! This post is a little old, but I had to respond, because I can so relate. I squirt. I hate the mess. In fact, I hate most bodily fluids in general, so it sucks. I have to put down a freakin’ chuck to masturbate, and cover my Wahl with a rubber glove (I’ve shorted out other Wahls this way). (By the way, after going through towels right down to the sheets - even towels folded several times - I realized that puppy pads are the way to go.) The first time I squirted, I thought it was pee. I know differently now, but I still haven’t embraced the mysterious fluid. I would much rather come without it.