So,... This post needs a preface for context.
When I was growing up, I went to a private Christian school until I turned 18. They didn't teach sex education or anatomy, and we didn't have computers or cellphones yet. Gods that makes me sound old doesn't it? I mostly figured out things by myself or with a partner, but of course there were a few things I could never figure out on my own.
When I was young, I was always the one pleasing, so it didn't occur to me that there might be more. Of course, young men are quickly rushed,but perhaps that was just my bad judgement of partners. Everything seemed to be over rather quickly. I never got to that pinnacle, the edge everyone describes rushing over into bliss. My boyfriend even tried enhancing the experience with cocaine by numbing my labia as to heighten the sensations for me. Needless to say that didn't work.
After a while (you'll laugh when you hear this), I thought I had been born broken, missing certain parts. I was convinced I'd been born without a clitoral. When I started eating pussy, I knew that not only was I completely wrong, but all the lovers I'd had were completely clueless about the female form and pleasure.
I found it immediately on my female partners. The clit wasn't small or hidden. Anyone with eyes could see. I was baffled, and I baffled their male partners by making them cry, scream, and squirt when they'd never done so before. They all asked me what I did, like it was a huge secret. The g-spot was the same. I found it with a natural curl to my fingers and stroked her as if she were a cat.
Still, never having had that moment then or since, I laugh ironically to myself. I may never get the ecstasy that I've given to others, male and female alike, but I'm not broken.
Afterall, if you can't play a violin, even a Strataverus won't sing for you, but if you can, even the cheapest instrument will croon as deeply and passionately as the player wills.
I'm looking for a savant.
