I don't know why but I hate the word pussy. I prefer cunt because it sounds strong, even a little fierce - like that ancient Celtic female symbol called a Shelah-na-gig which was often carved of stone and showed a woman spreading her labia wide enough to take in the world. And she looked like she meant it! That's how I feel when I'm in heat, when my mons and labia double in size and I actually feel like I have a boner. I love my clit because when it's really got itself a little hard-on, I can actually grab it with the tips of my fingers and move it up and down, back and forth as if I were jerking off the world's tiniest penis. Only this penis packs more power than the biggest dick in the universe! When I'm in that state I feel like a girl-boy-woman-man.
My favorite trajectory to orgasm (besides my beloved vibrator, of course) is masturbating my clit while my lover moves a finger in and out of my cunt. It's kind of like a pudenda double-feature that's an automatic recipe for an eye-squeezing orgasm that can even make the muscles in my face twitch. Once I inserted one of those vibrating butt plugs into my ass and simultaneously diddled my little boner. I paused briefly to look at my clit and saw this shiny, little wet bald head peep out from underneath its hood. When it nodded as if to say, "why the fuck did you stop?" I knew it had a mind of its own.
I feel more affectionate toward my labia these days which when puffed up, seem like little stage curtains drawing apart to present the opening act, sometimes even the star of the evening, Miss-s-s-s Clitty! When I was younger, I was obsessed with the fact that my labia never resembled any of those uniform, airbrushed slits I'd see in men's magazines. Where were their lips I wondered? Did they tuck them inside? Eventually, I saw more and more images of cunts and reveled in the amazing diversity. They were as different from one another as an iris is from a rose is from an anthurium.
Lesley W., Atlanta, GA
