How to Shave and Care for Your Favorite Vagina

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But First, a Little Story...

I remember the first time a man ever asked me to shave my vagina. I was in ninth grade, he was in tenth. We were innocently watching a movie together in his room when one thing led to another and before I knew it his sneaky fingers were down my pants. We had an exhilarating fingering session, the threat of being caught "red-handed" by a supervisory adult adding to the heat of the moment.

Then we heard it. His mother calling us to dinner. The hand was immediately gone and our clothes were hurriedly straightened. After a few deep breaths to wash the tell-tale color from our cheeks, we headed for the dining room. Dinner. Silly chatting. Time to go home.

As we were getting our coats, he pulled me into an empty room for the last of our nightly stolen kisses. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, romantically gazed into my eyes and said, "Would you shave everything for me?"

The next few seconds seemed like an eternity as I tried to reconcile what I thought he was going to say with what exactly he meant by what he did say! In my naivety it honestly took me a while to connect the dots. Then it hit me, and I must have turned all shades of red. What kind of girl did he think I was, asking me to do something as scandalous as that?! I was both furious and curiously aroused at his request.

Turns out he was right about me. I was exactly that kind of girl...Or would be in a couple more years. By the time I was a senior in high school shaving "down there" was as routine as brushing my teeth. Too bad he was long gone by then...


The Easy-to-Do, No-Itching, No-Bumps Guide to Shaving Your Favorite Vagina:

Step 1: Trim everything down to a manageable length for shaving - usually a quarter inch (1 cm) or less is good.

Step 2: Spend a few minutes soaking in a tub of warm (not too hot!) water or standing under a warm shower.

Although it might seem easy to skip this step, don't! The warm water makes skin softer and more pliant. You'll get a much closer shave and a lot less irritation than if you try to shave right away. Using bath oils to help moisturize the sensitive skin is also a great idea!

Step 3: Use a specialized shaving cream that is designed for those extra special parts of the body.

Not only are these shaving creams designed to be extra gentle, they are formulated to help reduce razor burn - which is exactly what causes those icky red bumps and itchy skin. Trust me, when you run your silky smooth vagina up and down his thigh you want it to be for completely sexual purposes - not because you literally have an itch that needs scratching! Enjoy the lathering process, it's a great "excuse" to rub yourself (or your partner) in all the right places...

Step 4: Shave in the direction of the hair growth, and then in the opposite direction.

This really does make the process easier since almost all of the hair is gently removed with the first shave. Shaving against the direction of the hair growth evens out the shave, makes it as smooth as possible, and decreases the chance of ingrown hairs. If you start off by shaving against the hair you'll be more likely to irritate the skin.

**Also, when shaving the outer lips I find it helpful to make a "V" shape with my first and middle fingers,placing one on the inner lip and the other at the crease of my thigh. This spreads the outer lip taught, making the shaving surface flatter while protecting the inner lip from accidental cuts.

Step 5: Rinse with warm water and apply an extra-sensitive moisturizer to the entire area.

Again, don't skip this step! Applying a moisturizer immediately after the shave will help to prevent excessive dryness. Plus, many of these moisturizers have wonderfully alluring scents and some go as far as being edible...But for the life of me I can't imagine why anyone would want that...

Step 6: Enjoy your perfectly smooth, luxuriously silky lips to the fullest while they last.

Because as we all know, it won't be long before you'll need to shave all over again. But somehow I think you'll find a way to turn this chore into a sensually naughty treat!

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Are You Waiting to be Seduced?

It's Thursday evening and you're standing in line at the grocery store. Your significant other called just as you were leaving work to inform you that dinner would not be on the table when you got home because there was nothing edible in the house. Great. Perfect end to a crap day.

You look around at all the other miserable nine to five-ers who've had to make the same dinner grabbing pit-stop as you have. And then suddenly, out of the garbled faceless crowd, you see their eyes - intent, focused, unflinching. You look behind you. Surely those eyes aren't meant for YOU. You look back cautiously, and the eyes are still there, just the same. No, a little more hungry now, a little more bold. The person smiles a little, a turning up of their lips, nothing more - but it's a smile that's universally recognizable. The one that says, "Yes, I'm looking at you and I think you look delicious."

You look away and shuffle forward as the checkout line moves up, but the blush you're trying to hide is already heating your cheeks. Should you look at them again? Should you smile back? Should you pretend you didn't see the lust in their eyes and get out of the store as quickly as possible?

You know what the right thing to do would be, but you can't help yourself. It's the most thrilling thing that's happened to you all day. Those eyes. That smile. You look up again, pulse racing. But there's no one there. Your heart inexplicably sinks, and you feels as though a chance has been missed. But a chance at what? You weren't going to talk to them. You weren't going to exchange numbers. But maybe one more exchanged look would have been enough...

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These secretly indulgent, unexpected, and utterly insignificant moments happen to us all at some point. They creep up out of nowhere and often make us wonder why that electric spark that passes so easily between strangers seems so hard to recapture with our long term significant others. For many, these moments make them doubt how "in love" they really are with their partners. Such a tiny exchange can cause all sorts of destructive thoughts - Am I bored with my relationship? Am I not close enough to my partner emotionally? Should I feel guilty about my attraction to this stranger? Should I tell my partner what happened when I get home?!

It's completely natural and very typical to experience momentary confusion, but the worst thing you can do is dwell on it too much. If you were perfectly content with your partner before this heart-pounding episode started, then you should rest assured that you are still content with your partner now that it is over. Just because someone looks at you "that way" and turns you on does not mean you're going to run off and start cheating.

Having said that, the fact that people experience these interactions with others should be some what of an incentive to keep your own relationship as spicy as possible. If your relationship is in trouble and both partners are not getting their needs met - either emotionally or physically - then these furtive glances across the grocery aisles are much more likely to be perused.

Essentially you can think of it this way: Everyone is always waiting to be seduced and swept away by a torrid and sexual romance. No one's life is ever too busy for such things. Somehow lovers always find the time to be lovers.

So the real question becomes: Are you going to let a stranger seduce your lover, or are you?

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Fingered and Nailed

It was his hands that made me do it. I didn’t mean to do it, and it certainly wasn’t my intention when I walked in. But now, as I look at myself for the first time since it happened, I feel confused, and a little disoriented.

The marks are there, in the mirror, all over in fact. I can see the impression of his thumb on my hip, the glowing imprint of his fingers on my cheek. I touch them gingerly, tracing the contours of his passions…Passions so intense they overflowed into my soul and onto my skin. I feel branded…and the heat spreads to my thighs again.

Our first touch was ordinary at best. Maybe even boring. We shook hands and sat down on opposite sides of an imposing wooden table. It had a shiny glass top that seemed to reflect everything.

It wasn’t until he began to talk that I noticed them. They were strong, masculine hands with long fingers that ended in perfectly squared tips. They looked capable, strong, and controlling. He used them a lot when he spoke, punctuating his sentences with open palms and curved fingers. His nails were clipped short, right down to the pink. It made me wonder if he used to be a biter. It made me wonder if he was still a biter. I began to hope he was…

The edges weren’t ragged though…just short and smooth. Even his cuticles looked manicured, clean, soft. Yet still, I didn't see any femininity there. Maybe it was the way he used them. The way he pressed the tips gently together as he thought, or how he deftly interlaced them as I tried to answer his questions. Every move they made seemed to capture my attention a little bit more...

I knew I should be listening. The meeting was important, his words were important. But all I could hear was a seamless stream of sounds. Like a ringing in my ears…Like when his hands were around my neck, pinning me underneath him...or around my wrists, forcing me to give in... No meaning, no implications...

My gaze became transfixed. I stared at his very long, very straight fingers. I told myself not to stare. Staring was rude...But what would fingers like those feel like sliding over my breasts, circling my nipples into taught sensitive peaks? Would he pinch them hard between the soft pads of his fingertips? Graze them with the back of his nails? Would my skin pucker and shiver, only to be soothed smooth by the warmth of his palms? I blushed deeply. Had he noticed?

He flipped his pen around quickly, skillfully from one hard knuckle to the next. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t falter. His confidence almost dripped into arrogance…almost. And still the sound of his voice continued to fill the empty space between us. “Consequences,” “Arbitration,” “Dissolution“…Faster it spun. Spankings, ropes, peaks and denials. My breathing becoming shallow. I re-crossed my legs. Shifted in my chair. His fingers rose and fell in a serpentine-like motion, flicking across my stomach on their way past my belly button…and then further still. I bit my lip in anticipation…

But his fingers suddenly stopped. Without warning, his pen was on the table. I frowned, my inward disappointment filtering to the surface. “Mmmhmmm” I replied mindlessly, hoping it was at an appropriate time for a polite acknowledgment, hoping it didn‘t sound too much like a moan. He continued to speak…and I was relieved.

But now his fingers are brushing back and forth against the edge of the table, tapping once, pausing, tapping, pausing, stroking. My clit begins to throb. Is he teasing me on purpose? I could feel my dampness pooling between my lips, slick and warm. His fingertips would never be enough. I needed it all, I wanted it deep, rough…

I think I stopped breathing when he focused his ministrations on the spilled drop of water in front of him. Slowly, and with great care, he began to circle it. My eyes clouded, heavy with desire. Around and around he swirled, moving closer, pulling away, moving closer still. I was on fire…flushing, clenching, burning. Clockwise and counter-clockwise, faster and slower…What the hell was wrong with me? Please just touch it. Wipe it away! Leave it alone! I begged him to stop. I begged him to continue. Silently. I begged for his hands…

And then everything plunged into absolute silence. It was the moment I’d been dreading. He lifted his fingertip above the drop. It hovered there, waiting, anticipating. It was my turn. I didn’t have a choice. When I finally met his eyes…he knew my secret…

I looked up, and he shattered my world with the dip of his finger.

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Does Candlelight and Romantic Music Really Work?

Traditionally when a man wants to get a women into bed, he “romances” her.

He uses scented candles, delicious food, good wine, and saxophone-y background music. He tries to woo her into a state of harmonic bliss wherein his true intentions may go unnoticed…

He waits patiently, knowing there will be a moment when she is so intoxicated with the pleasantness of her experience, with the sensuality of her surroundings, that his own kisses will surreptitiously blend in to\ the other delicacies assailing her. He thinks himself clever. She enjoys drawing out the inevitable. And then, after much idle chatter, perhaps an innuendo or two for good measure, the game becomes too intense for either player to control alone…

So, finally, he wins. She reclines into the plethora of pillows, rose petals, and silk scarves he’s so carefully positioned around her. She is transformed into the temptress of his dreams…lifting her skirt, biting her lip, opening herself up for his pleasure…

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The Big Question: Why does it work? Why are cheap romance novels filled with this “crap“? What’s the secret behind candlelight and cheesy music?!!!

The Big Answer: It Gets Her Out of Her “Daily Routine” and Into Her “Fantasy“!

Women Need to be Mentally Turned On First

By far, women are more mental when it comes to sex. (Of course men think about sex a lot, but not in the same way as women do.) For most women to become sexually excited they literally *need* to mentally fantasize before and during the sexual experience. Without this running story, or bits of stories, most women won’t feel that tingly, passionate, “turned-on” feeling. In fact, women can physically become excited (wet, dilated pupils, increased circulation, etc.) and even achieve orgasm without ever feeling “turned on.” The duality between mental sexual excitement and physical sexual excitement doesn’t appear to be mirrored in men. Although some men have reported feeling this type of disconnect, it is a rarity, whereas for most women, it is the norm.

This disconnect is one reason why women have gained a reputation for being sexually fickle, confusing, and not liking sex as much as men. It’s certainly not that women don’t enjoy sex - but they have to be completely into the experience first - which can be very difficult to achieve. Everything from daily stressors to interfering thoughts have the potential to “turn her off.” One of the most common complaints women have is that during sex a very non-sexy thought will uncontrollably pop into her head, such as the laundry, which causes her excitement to plummet. Unfortunately, nothing can really be done about these random thoughts, but creating an “out of the ordinary” environment does help to refocus her attention on more “pressing” matters…

That’s why “romance” works. Anything that gets her imagination running in a sensual direction will be good for her/your sex life. A surprise dinner, a new dress, a “mystery” evening, a massage, will all help her to stop thinking about her next assignment at work and to start thinking about how wonderful the edges of your teeth feel as they graze along her thighs!

“Romance” is Not the Same for All Women!

It’s important to remember that different women will enjoy different “attention getters.” For example, the traditional candles may work for some women, but not for others. Ways to get her attention range from soothing caresses to rough hair-pulling. (Yes, there are many women who *enjoy* this type of foreplay but please don’t try it on just anyone! You have to know she’ll like this first!) The key here is to know your partner, know her fantasies, and know what will shift her frame of mind.

Now Turn On Her Body

Which leads us to the next step. Now that you have her mental attention, you have to focus her mind on her body and its sensations. There are so many different ways to do this that piles and piles of books have been written to guide you in this endeavor.

What you want to do is make her experience her senses - the smell of incense, the taste of strawberries, the sound of a whip - anything. Needless to say this step can be very creative (blocking certain senses to magnify others is also a great game, think blindfolds, headphones, etc.).

Once she is fully in her body, fully out of her mundane thinking and submersed in the world you have created for her, her attention will most likely shift to you all by itself. Every time you breath, she’ll notice how warm your breath is against her cheek. Every time you whisper, it’ll be as though you’ve surrounded her, engulfed her. She’ll want to be consumed by you…Desperately Consumed…

At this point she’ll be completely attuned to you (as hopefully you are to her), and sex will no longer be a series of thrusts and grunts, but an actual exchange. Sexuality taken to this intense level is what most women think of when they dream and fantasize about sex. If anything, rather than being less sexual than men, women want it so much that they are less willing to accept the “boring ho-hum” variety and are more likely to say “no” to sex more often because of it. In fact, when women are completely turned on, they often don’t want to stop the sexual encounter, but would prefer to keep it up for hours on end, having orgasm after orgasm. Turn her on the right way, and she is likely to wear you out with the ferocity of her sexual appetite.

Things to Remember:

1) “Romance” is getting her attention away from her “every day” thoughts. Romantic techniques that work are different for every woman.

2) Capture her imagination, then remind her how wonderfully sensuous she is!

3) Once you’ve turned her on both mentally and physically make sure you’ve set aside enough time to enjoy the power, intensity, and stamina of her sexuality.

4) Be creative, and ENJOY HER.

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With Penis in Hand

Sometimes when my husband and I are going to sleep, I cuddle up behind him, reach around in the classic "spoons" position, slide my hand down his stomach, and take hold of his penis. I don't do anything with it necessarily. It's not usually the beginnings of foreplay, or meant to turn him on (though judging by the reaction of his penis I know it does most of the time...) Instead the gesture is meant to show my love for him. It's like a good-night kiss, but better.

Grant it there is a possessive element about it. Part of me feels very pleased with myself for being the only one (theoretically and morally anyway) who is allowed to do this to him in the entire world. There's a little crazy voice in my head that screams out into the silent darkness of our bedroom, "Ha ha ha, I can do something you can't!" at no one in particular.

Then there's the mere physicality of it. Being that close, feeling his warmth in my hand, the way his body grows and shifts in response to my slightest caress. I'm sure he doesn't know how closely I pay attention. I'm sure he thinks that by the time my hand wanders over his stomach I'm mostly asleep...But I enjoy touching him too much and am too distracted by him to sleep in those moments.

After a while in my hand, he begins to return to normal. I guess by this point his penis realizes that it's not actually going to be used for anything sexual, so relaxes back into its own sleepy-time state. I hold it for a little longer, until my hand starts to feel that slight stickiness of sweaty skin-to-skin. It reminds me of the last time we made love; the delicious slapping sounds, the silky wetness of intimacy.

I sigh softly against his back, knowing that if I don't let go now, my husband will grow uncomfortable and shift his body away from mine. It'll just be an inch or two, but somehow I dread the separation anyway. So reluctantly I let him slip through my fingers, maybe give him one final squeeze, and settle my hand on his hip.

Sleep always comes unusually fast on these nights.

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