Excitation
Céline wrote in German.Use Google translate in the Chrome browser to read in English or another language Erst Mal scheint Erregung ein ganz einfaches Thema zu sein Ich erkenne einen für mich sexuell relevanten Reiz und werde erregt. Sprich meine Genitalien...
Feeling Full and At Ease
I always think of a word to sum up a Bodysex Workshop. My word for May’s workshop is ease: “to be free from something that pains, disquiets, or burdens.” The day before the workshop, there were some bumps. Carlin’s flight was late which made getting the equipment to...
Penetration
We share our experiences and preferences for penetration. Browse the links below to read the full post.I Got a Lot Wrong Before I Got It Right "Now I know that I can absolutely enjoy penetration during sex and not want a man to be the one doing it."by Lisa...
My Experience with Penetration
I remember penetrating myself with my fingers for the first time when I was 3 or 4 years old while taking a bath. “Mommy, I found a hole in my vulva and it’s not where my poop comes out.” “That’s your vagina,” my mother replied matter-of-factly. “It’s the place where...
Penetration – Zirklusion
Céline wrote in German.Use Google translate in the Chrome browser to read in English or another language Penetration bedeutet per Definition: das Eindringen oder Durchdringen von etwas. Wenn etwas durchdringt, durchdringt es etwas anderes. Ich mag diesen Begriff...
A List of Things That Have Been Inside of My Vagina
Q-tips - when I was in early elementary school, this was more exploration than turn on. Tampons - When organic tampons came on the market I only bought those. And once, I got some organic ones from Target and took them on a trip to a remote location in Arizona, far...
Penetration: Pain or Pleasure?
It is so funny that I never thought while exploring my body as a young teen, that putting my fingers in my vagina or using a tampon was self-penetration. Well, of course it was. I eventually explored self- penetration with makeshift dildos such as empty roll-on...
I Got a Lot Wrong Before I Got it Right
“I enjoy penetration, therefore I am attracted to men.” It took me a long time to realize I could consider any response to this statement other than “yes.” I was raised to believe all humans, myself included, were inherently heterosexual. Male-female attraction was...
Penetrate Yourself First
I was a frustrated virgin. I had gone to college without having had penetrative sex and decided that not only did it mean I was undesirable but that there was something wrong with me. That was affirmed by the first person I hooked up with. When I told him I was a...
Working Through Painful Penetration
I've always been a size queen and I've always been able to penetrate my vagina with ease. When women would share their stories of pain during penetration and how it affected their lives, I couldn't relate...until after I gave birth. Despite opting for a midwife...
Pleasure
It can be hard to give ourselves permission to receive pleasure.Our coaches wrote about our experiences. Browse the links below to read the full post.Lustful "Instead of having an orgasm as quickly as possible, I now deliberately delay it. "by Céline ManonMaking...
Permission for Pleasure
I’ve always managed to find pleasure through mindfulness in everyday moments: The orange and deep pink in the sky and water during a sunset The calming sound of the water lapping at the shore. The lemony smell of the soap as I wash my hands The soft, warm feel of...
Pleasure is Radical
I’ve been struggling with the blog topic of pleasure because each time I start to write about the yumminess of it, what swings in bombastically and unannounced are the injustices and wrongs of our time, the many tasks I need to attend to, and all the things my monkey...
Making Pleasure a Priority
Self pleasure has waxed and waned over my life time; however, it has always remained essential to my well being. As a child, pleasure seemed so simple, natural and abundant. As I reflect, pleasure was all about physical movement and tactile sensations. I loved my...
Born Angry
The earliest emotion I can remember having is anger. Born in the early 1960’s, I had parents that were born in the 1930’s, an age where men and women’s roles were distinctly defined and those roles were upheld in legislation and in religious communities. Then came...