Random Moments With Us – Preemie

As I lay in bed with Venice, our daughter crawls in bed next to us and tries to cuddle up.  I look down and push her face away and say, “She was my mom first.”

Our daughter makes a sad face and Venice grabs her and says, “Don’t be mean Ryan, you know she was our little preemie.”  Our daughter was born at 6 months and has been called a preemie now for 3 years.

I pushed my daughter’s face away again and looked at Venice in baby talk, “I’m your first baby.”

Venice looked back down at me and said, “Oh sweetie, you will always be my first preemie.”

The Vagina Dialogues – The Vagina Canteen

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vagina dialoguesWe have now changed the name of this blog segment to “The Vagina Dialogues.”  Why did we switch from “Fun Facts About The Vagina” to “The Vagina Dialogues”?  No real reason. We personally liked the name better and since Venice and I talk throughout the facts we felt it was a better fit.  And yes, I am back.  Since the last Vagina Dialogue I hosted seemed to do very well, Venice asked me to host another.

I am excited to share a few facts about the vagina, especially since I have mastered it.  I’ve researched and can safely say these facts are exclusive to our blog.

31. The Origin of the Rubber Band

A little known fact about the elasticity of the vagina.  The original rubber band was made with the same material that comprises a woman’s labias.  In 1839, Charles Goodyear developed vulcanization which is used to make rubber today.  However, in 1838, English Merchants traded with various African tribes and ended up with an elastic material that helped create the first rubber band.  It was later discovered the material originated from Female Genital Mutilation (FGM).  Although Charles Goodyear is credited with vulcanization, the rubber band itself was originally patented in England on March 17, 1845 by Stephen Perry.

Venice: Oh my gosh.
Ryan: Yea, pretty neat.  I think it’s cool the vagina basically created the rubber band.
Venice: I guess so but that is still a pretty sick  fact.
Ryan: Makes me want to eat rubber bands.
Venice: Ugh.

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Facts About The Vagina ‘Dialogues’ – Orgasms While She Sleeps

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vagina factsSo, Venice decided to let me host part 3 of our Fun Facts About The Vagina blog series.  I will make her proud. Obviously, since I am responsible for posting part 3, it’s a day late. That’s okay though. First, I will say a few things I know about vaginas from personal experience.  I am pretty certain my own fun facts will blow this entire list out of the water.   Okay, well first, vaginas are very wet and feel great.   Also they are delicious.  Also, vaginas are like super neat and if I could turn anything into a human and make it my best friend, I would choose a vagina.  In fact, I probably would name my new bvf (best vagina forever) something awesome like, Velociraptor.   How cool would that be to show people my best friend and say, “Look, this is my best friend.  Her name is Velociraptor.”

Of course they would say something like, “Dude, your best friend is a vagina named Velociraptor?  That is so fucking cool.”

I’d respond, “I know right.”

21. The Word “Vagina”

The word “vagina” comes from the Latin root meaning “sheath for a sword,” which may explain why some women simply hate the word.

Venice: I don’t like the word vagina so I’m going to call mine Sting-a-ling.
Ryan: How about the Holy Grail.
Venice: Na, I don’t like that either.  How about The Panic Room.
Ryan: I do feel safe inside it.

22. Vaginal Orgasms

Only about 30% of women have orgasms from intercourse alone. The clitoris is where the action is. Most women who do orgasm during sex have figured out how to hit their sweet spot, either from positioning or from direct stimulation of the clitoris with fingers.

Ryan: Wait, so using your fingers as direct stimulation during sex actually counts?
Venice: We’ve been doing that since like the first grade.
Ryan: I’ve been bamboozled.
Venice:  Relax.  Don’t jump to conclusions here okay.   Let’s ask the judges.  Judges, does using your fingers while you are having sex count as orgasming through penetration?    Ehhhhhh.   The judges do not accept that answer.  Using your fingers is cheating.
Ryan: So all those years I was doing it right.
Venice: Aww, don’t get mad I made you focus on figuring out how to make me cum with just using your dick.
Ryan: I’m ignoring you.
Venice: It’s all about the no hands Ryan.  Look mom, no hands!
Ryan: I can’t believe I felt like such a failure for years.  I’ve been making you cum during sex with my fingers since the beginning.
Venice: I know, but how will that help us if we ever become paraplegic Ryan?  You have to think about these things sweety.
Ryan: Well I guess it’s good to know that if we both ever became paraplegics together at the exact same time, and like lose all functions of all of our limbs, we could achieve orgasms together.
Venice:  See, I told you!  Think positive.

23. All Orgasms Aren’t Alike

The vagina has multiple pleasure-packed that can lead to different kinds of orgasms (penetration, g-spot, clitoral, blended, and multiple). Correct us if we’re wrong, but can’t guys only have one kind of orgasm? Yeah, thought so.

Ryan:  Wrong.
Venice: Uh oh, someone is about to take us to penis church.
Ryan: I mean, this misconception frustrates me for sure.   For one, some men can have multiple orgasms.   And I mean multiple.  No breaks, continuous orgasms.  If the mood is right and you are in a zone, I can have orgasms until my penis is literally dry heaving.
Venice: Haha.  I verify the above statement.
Ryan: Plus men can have oral sex orgasms, hand/foot job orgasms, penetration orgasms, grinding our penis on different body part orgasms, vibrators on the head of the penis orgasms, and orgasms where we stroke our own selves off while a woman licks various places on our bodies.
Venice: I’ve never told anyone the story about how you rubbed your crotch on my face until you shot cum all over me.
Ryan: Yea, and honestly, all these orgasms are different.  For instance, with oral sex I used to have to concentrate.  I’d get tense and sweaty, because it’s almost like you have to force the orgasm to happen.  Or if you ride me and you get extremely aggressive, my whole body goes numb and I literally get completely paralyzed. With penetration, sometimes it’s uncontrollable and you can’t stop the feeling no matter how much you hold back.  With hand jobs, it’s almost on demand.  You can cum if you want, no need to concentrate, or you can hold back and keep your erection longer.  With a vibrator on the penis head, I assume this would be similar to a female orgasm.  The vibrations almost my entire penis itch, but the more I grind my hips, I can slowly feel the build up inside my body before I eventually release.
Venice: You’re seriously sounding like Bubba Gump when he talks about his shrimp.  Cum Cocktail, Cum Gumbo, Fried Cum, Cum Taco…
Ryan: …you better stop before you make yourself hungry.
Venice: I’m always hungry for your cum.
Ryan:

24. Multiple Orgasms

You probably know that the “Big O” visits women more frequently than men. What you might not know is how many “multiple” really means. It’s an individual equation, but fortunately, enterprising young people continue to push the limits of human capability at Masturbate-a-thon events worldwide. In 2009, Deanna Webb rubbed out 226 orgasms for a world record. The year before the male title came (pun totally intended) with just 31.

Venice: 226?! Damn! I had 226 orgasms once. It was during February 2013 – December 2013.
Ryan: 31 is pretty damn impressive though.  However, I take back my previous statement.  If a woman can orgasm 226 times in a day, then the vagina is definitely winning that battle.
Venice: Hah!
Ryan: Probably faked 195 of them though.  Just saying.
Venice: Poor sport.

25. The Clitoris And The Penis Are The Same

Through the wonders of science, we now know that the bundle of tissue that makes up a woman’s clitoris is the very same as the one that makes up the penis. The same for the testicles and ovaries, clitoral hood and foreskin, and so on. We’re all the same, weird little peanuts until about the sixth week of gestation, when our sex cells begin to differentiate into male and female.

Venice: Nature has a way in determining which way a human should properly evolve. You know, becoming a more fit survivor, a.k.a. a woman.
Ryan: Are you trying to turn this blog into a war?  I will load my penis and shoot this thing if I have to.
Venice: Don’t make me pee on you Ryan.
Ryan:

26. The Clitoris

There are 8000 nerve endings in the clitoris, dedicated exclusively to female pleasure. The penis only has 4000. In fact, the clitoris has more nerve endings than anywhere else on the body. No wonder it’s like the control center of your orgasm.

Venice: Everyone knows women are more sensitive than men. Even their body parts are more sensitive.
Ryan: No argument there.  Apparently, even the clitoris is a damn drama queen.

27. The Walls Are Pleated

Usually, the walls of the vagina lie compressed against each other. But when they need to open— to accommodate a tampon or penis—the sides separate and widen, kind of like the way an umbrella opens or a pleated skirt unfolds. The vagina typically swells from half an inch wide to 2 inches wide. And it can get even bigger — after all, a baby might have to pass through it.

Ryan: It’s always neat to know that my wife’s vagina is made out of the same material an accordion is.
Venice: I don’t think that fact said anything about my vagina being made out of the same material as an accordion.
Ryan: Well, that’s how I read it.
Venice: Why doesn’t that surprise me?
Ryan: I wonder if your vagina can make music when I stretch it?
Venice: I’m sure you can, if you hit the right keys.
Ryan: Oh yea, call me Beethoven baby.
Venice: Okay Ryan.
Ryan:

28. It Can’t Be Ruined

The vagina is incredibly elastic and can fit a super-sized penis — yet it always returns to its usual tightness after sex. But it might be a different story once a woman gives birth to a baby.  Some moms say they do feel looser. You can tighten up by doing certain exercises.

Venice: What if the penis is the size of a baby’s arm?
Ryan: Ahaha.
Venice: Seriously.  I’m worried.
Ryan:  Do you feel looser than you did 16 years ago?
Venice: I can’t really remember.  But, I’m still worried.  What if I go to the Ob-Gyn and she falls inside?  Or I go to sit on a chair and it just disappears?
Ryan: Hah!  What the fuck?
Venice: This is not funny Ryan.
Ryan: I think these  fun facts about the vagina are making you a vaginacondriac.

29. Bacteria’s Home Sweet Home.

Every vagina has bacteria inside it.  But do not worry, it’s the kind of bacteria that keeps bad microorganisms in check so you don’t get an infection. One of the good bacteria is lactobacilli, also found in yogurt. In fact, some gynos say you can help cure a yeast infection by inserting a tablespoon of plain yogurt with live cultures into your vagina (put some on a tampon, and push it in).

Venice: Or even better, I can have you stick your tongue in yogurt and then stick it inside me?
Ryan: Or my penis, to get a nice deep yogurt douching.
Venice: If that doesn’t work I could put Monistat on your tongue and have me eat you out.
Ryan: Let’s make it like a science project.
Venice:
Anything for science is what I always say.
Ryan: Any reason to eat you out is what I always say.
Venice: You really don’t need a reason sweety.  Just say the word.
Ryan: Now, or do you want to finish this last fact?

30. Orgasms While She Sleeps

About a third of women can recall orgasming in their sleep, according to a study in the Journal of Sex Research. While nocturnal orgasms don’t happen all that often, nocturnal arousal occurs regularly during REM sleep—up to five times per night. And it’s not just her clitoris that becomes engorged with blood, but the entire genital area, making her more likely to have an orgasm.

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Learning to Make Him Cum Quicker From Oral Sex

When I first met Venice we were both pretty inexperienced sexually, but still eager to try everything we had ever seen or thought about.  I remember being embarrassed to ask her if she would ever lick someone’s ass.  Of course she gave me the craziest look I had ever seen and said she’d never do that.  Moment later I hinted that I understood how a woman wouldn’t lick a guys ass unless she was really into him anyway.  She immediately switched from “reality” to “woman mode” and asked, “Do you want me to lick yours?”

When I say “woman mode,” I mean, women survived when it was “survival of the fittest”  by using their “fit” minds.  They know how to adapt.  They know how to please. They know how to manipulate men to make sure they have protection without the muscle.   They know how to figure out what the guy they are courting wants and immediately shut off anything they previously thought and open their mind to his ideas.

I remember Venice bending me over the bed and spreading my cheeks.  She looked at my ass hole and immediately commented, “It looks like a balloon.”  I have no idea why, but we both laughed.  Young and in love, the girl I never thought I could get to like me, way out of my league, had me bent over in front of her as she studied my ass hole.  She stuck her tongue down in my crack and circled her tongue around the rim of my anus.  I remember feeling almost like a newborn baby cub being totally taken care of by it’s mother.  I know it sounds silly, but this safe feeling turned me on more than anything I had ever felt.  The concept isn’t foreign, as I had read that men love sucking on women’s breasts because it makes us feel safe and secure, like a newborn baby breastfeeding from it’s mother.  It brings us back to a time when all we had to do was be held close and everything was going to be alright.

Anyway, from the beginning Venice prided herself in doing everything I had ever wanted, and of course, I wanted oral sex.  The problem?   No-one had ever made me orgasm from oral sex.  My only experience prior to her, was a few oral sex situations.

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Crying During Sex, The First Time She Cried

Last night I found some old naughty polaroids Venice sent me for the Valentine’s Day before we got married.  As I looked through the pictures I began to think about how much has changed since she stood in front of that camera excited to share her body with me.  Back then, these pictures were almost like a marriage license before you were married.  You didn’t send anyone polaroids of yourself unless you really trusted them.   In fact, I remember one huge argument we got into that ended with her saying, “Whatever, you don’t have to ever talk to me again but please send back my photos.”   I suppose the photos became divorce papers when a boyfriend and girlfriend argue.   Hearing her say that meant this wasn’t just a back and forth argument a new couple goes through, she was seriously considering ending our relationship.  I immediately apologized and let her know I loved her more than anything in the world.

Anyway, seeing the photos reminded me of how beautiful she was.  How lucky I was.  How skinny she looked.  How young she looked.  And yes, how different her body looked seeing her with pubic hair.  I remember in college and throughout the first few years of our marriage I would secretly pull out these pictures and study the details of her body. Then, as cell phones became more popular and every phone had a camera, I put the polaroids away and had my own hidden stash of naughty pictures she would send me or I would take of her on my phone.  The need for the polaroids became obsolete and the memories of what she used to look like faded away.

Until last night.

After seeing the photos I started to think to myself about different things Venice had done with me over the years that I hadn’t thought about in a while.   As I remembered some things I immediately thought to myself that I should write blogs about these random memories. That was the true intentions of this blog to begin with.

So, that’s what I will do.

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