I’m not particularly fond of the word ‘masturbation’.
It has a lot of stigma and baggage. It’s also a little goal-orientated. It’s a clinical word, which doesn’t sit with the idea of self-pleasure for me.
Self-pleasure is the most beautiful, wonderfully exciting, totally nourishing and loving gift you can give to yourself. Exploring your sensual, gorgeous body and allowing yourself to experience its divine sensations is incredibly healing and transformative. It is also the most common sensual practice in the world.
Yet many of us have major issues towards self-exploration. It’s seen by some as unnatural, unhealthy or (even worse) unnecessary. (Post continues after gallery.)
On-screen orgasms, that got us talking…
What I have most trouble understanding about our gender’s apparent hesitation to explore the depths of our nether regions is the sense of guilt it creates. Right up there with large Big Mac meals or blowing rent on overpriced designer shoes, self-satisfaction reigns supreme on the shame scale.
My question is… why?
We have, after all, emerged free from the shackles of sexual suppression of our fore sisters, educated, confident and eager to take our lives into our own hands… So shouldn’t that include our vaginas?
Damn right, it should.
Imagine you just bought a brand new fancy schmancy red convertible. It’s gorgeous. But you only ever allow your partner to drive it. Sometimes he drives too fast. Other times he drives in completely the wrong direction.
Then he was gone and you no longer had anyone to drive your car for you. You didn’t know how. You had no idea how to get her started or what fuel she used. It just sat in your garage, this beautiful, incredible car with all her power and pleasure unused.