Okay, so, let’s talk about getting myself off. It’s not something I usually broadcast, but hey, it’s a normal thing, right? And sometimes, you just gotta take matters into your own hands. No shame in that game.
First things first, I made sure I had some privacy. Locked the door, closed the blinds – the whole nine yards. Nothing kills the mood faster than the fear of someone walking in.
Next, I got comfortable. For me, that usually means lying in bed, maybe with a pillow under my hips. Sometimes I’ll start on my back, sometimes on my stomach. It really just depends on how I’m feeling.
Getting Started
- I started slow. Just gentle touching, getting a feel for what felt good.
- I like to use my fingers, usually two or three. Sometimes I’ll use my whole hand, but mostly it’s just the fingers.
- I focused on my clit. That’s where the magic happens, you know?
I started with light, circular motions. Then, I gradually increased the pressure and speed. I experimented with different rhythms and patterns. Sometimes I’d go fast, sometimes slow, sometimes a mix of both.
I paid attention to my body. What felt good? What felt really good? I followed those sensations, letting them guide me.
As I got closer, I started to feel that familiar build-up. That tingly, electric feeling that spreads through your whole body. My breathing got faster, my heart started to race.
I kept going, pushing myself closer to the edge. I might have switched positions, maybe rolled onto my side or my stomach. Sometimes I’d use a pillow to press against myself.
And then…it happened. That wave of pleasure that washes over you. The intense, pulsing contractions. The feeling of release. It’s different every time, but it’s always amazing.
Afterward, I just lay there for a while, basking in the afterglow. Feeling relaxed, satisfied, and maybe a little bit sleepy. And that’s it. My personal guide to getting myself off. It’s a journey of self-discovery, really. Figuring out what works for you, what feels good, and enjoying the ride.
