Self Love: Who Ever Knew Touching Myself Would Feel as Good as Sex

First things first, I wash my hands after I'm done.  Just needed to inform those of you who I'll one day meet and this post will pop in your head right before shaking my hand.  If it makes you feel better when we meet or see each other give me a hug instead!  

But no ladies, I'm not afraid to tell you that I touch myself and it's the best thing ever.  I've figured out all kinds of ways to make myself cum!  Doesn't mean I've concluded the formula that subtracts a man (or a woman) out of my life, but I have solved the equation to not yearn for sex the way I use to.  

We all may not be sexual beings to the extent that I'm speaking of and if you're not, that's ok, too, but for those of you who are, keep reading (or listening)  and learn what you need to so that you can get the tips you need to please yourself. 

So the truth is if you're being PG about your orgasm your orgasm is going to be PG.  I am speaking to women who have children already or one on the way, so let's be real about this ladies.  You've had some good good prior to whatever made you decide you wanted to touch yourself, please inform me on what made you think that touching yourself would remind you anything of your sex life?

Now, if your sex love sucks don't answer that question, but if you're getting it, inform me?  

My answer is that I knew it had to be a way to please myself during my time of being single.  I'm in a space where I don't even want to have sex.  It seems these days men are much more emotional than what I remember prior to 2012 and it's not to say that this is a bad thing but it's not quite what I'm looking for right now. That doesn't make me heartless and to be honest I am excited to see men finally expressing themselves but sex can complicate things when you want one thing and the other person wants more.  I want to be single and I've experienced people not wanting the same.  Because of where I am, I'm just over the emotions, the misunderstanding, the "oh yeah I understand we can just have sex," yet his feelings are still all involved, and the wanna-be-manipulative ways.  I'm at the place where I love MY emotions and I love how I express myself, especially since I start my acting classes in January; but having to deal with my emotions, my daughters, the many women that I work with, the men that I work with, the children that I work with, and then a guy that I'm seeing or just having sex with and his emotions...it just became too much.  I'm single for crying out loud, I'm not trying to deal with all that and because I love the work that I do and the people in my life, I decided that the cut out was coming with the guy and cutting him out meant all of him.  Which meant farewell to my sex life...so I thought!

So the day had come and I am as horny as can be, because I am human and that does happen and my body said, "you're going to figure this out," and I did.  I started off with stretching and I just so happened to be naked and my baby wasn't home so it was perfect timing.  It was admirable because for once after having my baby girl I wasn't picking at all the things I disliked about my body.  Two weeks prior to this moment I had made up my mind that what I didn't like I would change, so it was no more room to complain.  That's the funny thing about self love, it'll make you appreciate yourself more and I was.  For whatever reason stretching just made me even more horny and being naked wasn't making it any better so instead of denying myself of what I wanted, I gave in.  

I smiled while looking at my breasts and my tattoos.  I smiled even harder while continuing to stretch and feeling what just two minutes ago was kind of painful had just like that become easier to bare.  And after closing my legs from my stretching I climbed up on my bed and allowed my imagination to take over.  

I was at this point touching my clit and that wasn't quite doing it, so I propped my ass in the air and begin to play with myself and it had begun.  I rubbed on my breasts as I looked at them and thought about the fact that I should be proud of myself for sacrificing my perks breasts so that my baby could have the supplements she needed.  Little that I know my mind shift made me feel even better about myself and that made me even hornier.  I then started to suck on my breasts and that activated another umph inside of me.  As I continued to rub on my clit and suck on my breasts I wanted more so I gave myself just that.  I changed my position and laid myself on the bed and interested two fingers into my pussy and used my other hand to rub on clit and I knew I had found the answer.  Getting adjusted took no time and I allowed myself to indulge in it because I knew I would enjoy this orgasm just as if I was having sex with a man...and I did!

It took no time at all and I was able to leave my bed, without another spirit lingering on me, any feelings being involved or hurt, and no misunderstanding and that made it even more worthwhile.  

You see where we make things impossible is where we will leave them to be just that and I knew that it was possible to please myself just as a partner could, but that's the thing...you have to know that it can happen and then make it.  

Being real, all your partners haven't pleased you when having sex have they?  And even if your partner can please you it doesn't mean they'll please you every time, so here is your substitute, dear.  Now you don't even have to put it in anyone else hands to have a good orgasm.  And if you want to receive a less graphic version on how to make yourself orgasm as though you've just had sex get it here.

The Single Mom+Preneur