Can a Vibrator Ruin Your Sex Life?

Can a Vibrator Ruin Your Sex Life? One writer’s experience with the Rabbit. (And no, she’s not talking about a bunny.) I was a vibrator virgin until my 20s, when a friend dragged me to a “Girls’ Night out” party. Our host introduced Hope, a self- described sexpert, who displayed a collection of phallic-shaped plastic wares. These had turned her marriage into a nonstop sexfest, she professed; then she paused dramatically before asking, “Who wants to orgasm?” everyone whipped out credit cards, except me.

My mind raced with concerns. like, isn’t sex about two people, not a person and a thing? Hope wasn’t dissuaded. She poked me with a pale-pink rabbit vibrator, asking, “Why not?” mortified, I bought the pet bunny.

I left the Rabbit in its box for months. But then i met a cute guy and wanted to take things slow, so I turned to the rabbit for a little release. It was louder than a lawn mower. I crawled under a fort of extra blankets, worried my neighbors might file a noise complaint. Too mechanical, I thought, and promptly fell asleep. I dreamed about sex—the greatest dream one can have—and awoke feeling inspired. I turned up music to drown out the sound and let the rabbit work its magic. Afterward, I basked in the sunlight and afterglow.

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