Spiritual Journal, 10/7/01
Nov. 28th, 2001 05:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
novapsyche11:45 p.m.
The clitoris is like an electrical wire, a naked wire embedded in the center of concentric cones of hot, sensitive flesh. The seeking tongue needs to entice those cones to extend, to reveal that bare nerve, so that the tongue may add its own charge to that erotic current. That, to me, is the definition of an orgasm. My truest orgasms have been those that have electrified me to the core, so much so that I flop and writhe on the mattress as though a radio had been submerged into my bathwater.
I have been out of control,
electrocuted,
fried out of my own mind.
The clitoris is like an electrical wire, a naked wire embedded in the center of concentric cones of hot, sensitive flesh. The seeking tongue needs to entice those cones to extend, to reveal that bare nerve, so that the tongue may add its own charge to that erotic current. That, to me, is the definition of an orgasm. My truest orgasms have been those that have electrified me to the core, so much so that I flop and writhe on the mattress as though a radio had been submerged into my bathwater.
I have been out of control,
electrocuted,
fried out of my own mind.