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Ever since I gained knowledge about the G-spot online last year, I’ve been on a mission to practically verify it. It was found that it does exist and that it plays a huge role in the production of female orgasms.
The first time was on my own wife. At the time I had just gained information about the location of my G-spot and had never touched it before. After getting off the internet at night, I washed up and got into bed, so I laid down next to my wife as usual. My hands then naturally rubbed over my wife’s body. Naturally, starting with the breasts and then exploring downward. My wife was lying flat on her back, and I was lying on her right side. My right hand then naturally rested on the pubic mound, and my middle and index fingers began to touch the clitoris, gently teasing it.
Soon, I realized that my wife was moaning as usual, and her legs began to spread naturally. She moaned even louder and pushed her hips upward, using her clitoris to stimulate my finger. Seeing my wife’s eagerness, I couldn’t bear to keep teasing her, so I started moving my finger downwards. I found that the slit below the clitoris was already full of liquid and very slippery, so my middle finger started to feel deeper.
To be honest, in the past 4 years of marriage, I actually rarely put my fingers deep into my wife’s vagina, mainly for fear of unhygienic. Today I prepared to explore the G-spot in advance, so I paid special attention to wash my fingers again and again, almost like the surgeon general’s preoperative preparation.
The hand slid down from the position of the pubic mound, and naturally the middle finger began to enter, and began to touch the remnant area of the hymen, which was only slightly less flat, and seemed to have some soft tissue like an ulcer in the mouth. Then it touches a sphere-like tissue, about the size of the front of the thumb, a little softer in hardness, the surface is not smooth, but full of rice-like particles, a little larger than the taste buds on the tongue. This is said to be the “taste bud” in women.
I continued to explore the area and my wife became more aroused, writhing her body as hard as she could to meet me, with more liquid, my finger was like a soup tureen. Following the pointers on the internet, I started searching with my fingers at the back of that sphere. About the time my finger was less than the second knuckle in, I felt a piece of tissue that was slightly different. Those little protrusions were a little firmer than the rest. As I moved my finger back and forth by rubbing it, it felt like the protrusions in this area were even harder, and even had an upturned feel to them.
At this point, my wife moaned even harder, but her body stopped swinging and seemed to feel some tension, while at the same time moving her body back and forth slightly in an attempt to get me to touch in the right spot. I understood that she felt the strongest and most comfortable when the fingertips touched the correct position. So, my index finger also went deeper to join in the massage of the G-spot. Gradually increase the intensity, while observing my wife’s reaction, adjusted the position of the massage. In fact, at this point I had clearly realized the location of this point, the tissue on the point reflected more strongly, the feeling is obviously different from other places, the roughness and the hardness of those protrusions is more intense.
After about three minutes, my wife finally screamed, more intensely than any of her orgasms, and I felt pain, realizing afterward that my wife had scratched my shoulder bloody. My wife had just calmed down when my fingers started rubbing that spot again. At first it was soft, no different from any other spot, and after about ten seconds the G-spot was “erect” again, and again had that rough feeling. My wife started to moan again, and in less than a minute she had another orgasm, which was even more intense than the first one.
I intend to test my wife’s ability, so I continued to start, until half an hour later, my wife has experienced more than 10 times of excitement, his voice hoarse begging me: “I’m enough, do not, I can not stand.” Look at a few years in the husband and wife’s sake, I said: “Spare you, see you still say enough in the future do not say!” In fact, at this time I also reached the limit of patience, will be inserted into the wife’s younger brother has been relaxed cave, and soon reached the goal.
I believe in the existence and function of the G-spot and have found the best technique to explore it: the woman lies on her back with her legs naturally apart. The man lies on his right side and places his right hand on the pubic mound. After proper preparation, you can feel downward, about the finger deeper than two knuckles, in the front wall of the vagina can feel a hemisphere of two to three centimeters in diameter, the G-spot is in the back of the hemisphere (deep).
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The second time was to a young seventeen year old girl I met last year. When she opened up to me, I took a closer look at her tender valley and realized that she was still a complete virgin. Because I really didn’t want to jeopardize her virginity, but I couldn’t bear to disappoint her after she had worked up the courage, so… The girl’s name was Y. She looked like she was in her 20’s, but she was actually only 17 years old. Because she was the younger sister of a colleague in my wife’s organization, she was introduced to me to learn how to use the computer, but in fact, she only needed to learn things like typing. She learns very diligently and progresses very quickly. Although from the countryside, but the development is very good, in the city for more than 2 years, already from the appearance to think like a city girl.
In order to improve her typing speed, I taught her to surf the Internet and improve her typing speed in chat rooms. Later, when I wasn’t around, she opened some SEX sites… She said she admired me very much, and that if she wanted to marry someone in the future, she would definitely marry a man like me… I knew that this was not going to happen, and that the world was a big place, so who knew what kind of man she would meet in the future?
Without realizing it, we crossed the line, from a short kiss at the base of the ear, to her growing desire to lean into my body and enjoy the moment…
Finally one afternoon, I caressed her entire body. I knew her need by her mesmerized look and her desire to be close to me. However, I couldn’t accept it. Was it fear of responsibility? No, I didn’t want our relationship to go completely sour because I liked her. “Maybe, after her first time has been given to a boy she really likes, I won’t hesitate.” That’s my own thought anyway.
She was half lying on the sofa with her legs spread wide apart. I sat on her right side and gently stroked her clitoris with my right hand, while kissing her mouth, eyes, ears… Then, as my panties were getting in the way, I slowly pulled them down, and as if she didn’t know it, her white lower body and thick black hair were exposed, and the spring water came up, and my fingers were in the sticky nectar. So, my middle finger then tried to go deeper.
Because I know that the hole in the hymen is able to accommodate one to two fingers. As my fingers entered, I felt the membrane, like a rubber membrane, but softer and more slippery. I felt the presence of the globes, not dissimilar to my wife’s. The roughness was a little less, though, and it seemed that the spheres were slightly smaller, and the muscles of the vagina were soft and tight.
At the back of the sphere, I began to look for the G-spot with my fingertips, but couldn’t find it easily, as there didn’t seem to be anything unusual there. Convinced that it was there, I continued to explore the area. At the same time, I gently rubbed my thumb over the clitoris and surrounding area. AY became even more aroused, turning from heavy panting to a slight moan, her eyes closed tightly as if she was enjoying the demoralizing sensation, while clearly asking me: “Let the storm come harder!”
I seemed to feel something different where the tip of my middle finger was touching, it was starting to get a little rougher. So I began to intensify the stimulation of this area, and gradually included the surroundings of the point. The point became noticeably rougher, and I even felt the protrusions of tissue, one by one, the size of a grain of rice or a green pea, like enlarged taste buds to the touch.
Y’s breathing became more rapid, and it was obvious that she was trying her best to hold back from screaming out loud. I accelerated the tempo of my rubbing, and also intensified the massage with my other fingers and palms on the outside. Finally. She collapsed and screamed out… and then bit down on my collar, her whole body trembling… Gradually she exhaled a long breath and her body began to relax.
I stopped the rapid massage and gently and slowly withdrew my middle finger, rubbing the beautiful protrusion with my palm, not with my finger, but with a soothing touch on the outside. From her tightly closed eyes came a tear, I don’t know whether it was due to excitement or agitation… She seemed to be resting with her eyes closed, but I was uneasy, fearing that I might have intruded and damaged that precious membrane. Because I was a bit excited just now, did I destroy it?
She was still reeling, not realizing that I had left her body and was on her front. I gently spread her legs apart and spread the pink slits with my hands – they were already slightly open. I saw that the precious membrane was intact and smooth around the edges, but the color was a bit redder than I expected, probably due to the excitement of the orgasm. I was finally relieved, so I moved over and kissed the red clitoris, and when the tip of my tongue touched the tender protrusion, I felt Y’s body shudder, and then protectively clenched her legs in the center. Couldn’t stimulate her any more, this was probably the little girl’s first orgasm.
Later, we had several more of the same pleasures. Then the search for the G-spot was smoother and quicker.
I could see that she was even more attached to me. I had made up my mind several times to take away that film. However, I didn’t have the courage to do it, so I ran to the restroom after she was done. Without further words, she probably wondered: what does real sex feel like?
I guess it’s normal to be curious, but actually making love doesn’t get any more exciting than this. At this point, I think at least the G-spot exists in a significant number of women, including virgins. This proves that the G-spot doesn’t form after marriage, but is part of a woman’s innate organization.
Not long ago, I found the G-spot in a 35 year old single woman who was allegedly not interested in sex and had a natural aversion to men… and at the same time, it changed her views on sex, and got her into a lot of trouble, which she still can’t get rid of completely…
I found the G-spot in another ballroom girl and saw an orgasm that was definitely not faked (all the characteristics: flushed body, red spots, profuse sweating, needing to rest for a while after orgasm before being able to talk, organizing herself, strong feelings of attachment… etc.).
So it seems I can conclude that the G-spot exists in at least most women. Some women have difficulty in finding it. If you look hard enough, you can find it… if you look hard enough…