Written April 2013
Dear Clitoris,
I met you, my beloved Clitoris when I was a teenager. It took a couple of years to really get to know you. You were so shy at first, hiding in the folds of my vulva and labia. Once you got used to my touch and my steady strokes, you quietly emerged. When laying in my bed, bored after school or unable to sleep at night I visited you, desiring your company. I practiced again and again with you. At times you made me frustrated as I watched other friends being able to find ‘theirs’ quickly by using the faucet in the bath or by rubbing against an edge of a table. Friends would tell of a deep, shudder of pleasure in their body . Maybe the first time a boy touched them, their clitoris would already send their bodies into a shaking shudder. Not us, we took our time to get to know each other.
When I felt your full expression my whole body felt like the wave of the ocean. It’s as if you called out to every cell in my body. Maybe you held out so long because you knew I would be addicted to that small throbbing bump hidden between my legs. My mother thought I was doing homework or taking a nap, but no….I was trying to find you again. Once I understood how to entice you, provide that moist environment for you, I made you work again and again. You brought me so much joy in those early years.
We climaxed many times. Do you remember the day we tried as many as we could? Maybe 8 times in one day? Or was is it 10? Each time you grew stronger and each time it took less time for the ocean spasms to occur. Other parts of my body joined too, my voice groaning, my thighs trembling and my torso undulating. The rippling of my labia felt like pulsing waves coming to shore that would last over a minute. Still we feel these together. I always take the time to take care of you, just you and me. With the lights off, under the covers, moist fingers and deep breaths. The more I get to know you, the more I love you. Your pleasure is endless and infinite. Last night we made my whole sex so wet. We came three times. I promise to always take care of you like you take care of me, oh, my beloved Clitoris.
