What I Learned About My Resistance

What I Learned About My Resistance

I feel a small tingle in my clitoris and an ember of desire in my body as I drink my coffee this morning. An orgasm would feel lovely right now, a great way to start my day. Instead, I resist. My mind tells me to stick to the task at hand. I’m working on Bodysex.com,...
I Let the Orgasm Come to Me

I Let the Orgasm Come to Me

I’ve always been orgasmic. My parents didn’t get the memo that I should be discouraged from touching my vulva as a child. I remember exploring my genitals as a preschooler. It felt good. When hormones brought me orgasms at puberty, I masturbated multiple times a day....
I Finally Gave Myself Permission

I Finally Gave Myself Permission

For many years, I didn’t even consider that I had preferences for anything. “Where do you want to go for lunch?” “Anywhere is fine with me” was always my pat response. I found a way to like – or maybe a better word is accept – most anything. I accommodated the...
My Arousal

My Arousal

I love feeling sexually aroused. My vulva feels warm and tingly. My breath and heartbeat quicken. My senses are alert.The sun shines brighter.Every aroma smells robust,My skin welcomes every touch.Foods taste delicious. I feel alive. Arousal isn’t a necessarily a...
Feeling Full and At Ease

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...