THE CLITORIS AND ITS SPLENDOR.
Emily started masturbating when her college roommate gave her a book on female sexuality. It suggested using a mirror when you masturbate, so she did. Her first mirror wasn't large enough so she got a bigger mirror. That still wasn't adequate for her liking so she went to the full length mirror on her closet door.
She stretched out on the floor on pillows, turned onto her back and lifted her legs just high enough to be able to see herself clearly. Then she starting working her index finger across her clit. Before she began rubbing her clitoris, she made sure her labia were widely splayed and open so she could clearly see into herself as she masturbated, noting the glistening pinkness and lovely butterfly appearance of a truly beautiful part of her anatomy.
She was fascinated by the look of her sex, enjoying the soft, glistening pinkness and lovely skin of her slit, and she gazed with awe at her own genitalia. The next day she repeated the act, but this time she inserted two fingers and found she really enjoyed the feeling of fullness in her soft canal. After a few minutes she experienced a very satisfying orgasm.
She had never looked at herself before, feeling it was not something "good girls" did, but the reading material her friend had given her encouraged it. In fact, it strongly recommended young girls look at themselves, to get to know their sexual anatomy. It encouraged them to use the mirror, held just below their vagina so they could examine themselves and get to know their sexual anatomy and for each young woman to know what it feels like to touch and pleasure herself.
One day after she had done as the writer had suggested, she asked her friend Julia if she had ever masturbated. "Well, of course," she said. "Doesn't everyone?"
But when she put the same question to another friend, Susan, she recoiled and shook her head. "Of course not," Susan said as if Emily had asked if she stole money from church collection plate. "You think that's immoral?" Emily asked Susan.
"I know it is," she said. "People don't do that."
"Some do," said Emily.
"Only people who are sinners," Susan said, clearly embarrassed by the subject. "The Bible says... " Then she stopped as if she was afraid she'd be asked where it said anything about masturbation in the Bible.
Emily didn't press her, but she was pretty sure the Bible didn't actually say anything about sexually pleasing yourself if you are a woman. After talking with Susan, she went back to read the rest of what the book said Julia had given her. She read the chapter on the clitoris, fascinated by the author saying the clitoris reached all the way from the head or glans clitoris to the opening of the vagina, having nerve endings completely under and around the underside of the vulva. In other words, the sensations the clitoris encountered traveled all the way from the top of the bud to the opening of the genitalia, giving sensations that went completely around the vaginal opening.
Emily was intrigued. She enjoyed masturbating and she clearly was learning about herself and her womanhood. The book told her to "get to know" her clitoris, to examine it, feel it, stimulate it with your middle finger, let someone stimulate it with their tongue. She found the big mirror was great for watching herself masturbate, but it was far too cumbersome for just looking at herself.
She decided to sit at the edge of the bed naked with her legs spread and the hand mirror held between her thighs just inches from her pussy so she could look down and see herself completely. She decided to ask Julia if she ever looked at herself.
"That's what Dr. Johnston said to do in the book I gave you," Julia said.
"Yeah, so do you?" Emily said.
"Sure," she replied. "I know," she added, "let's do it together. Want to? We can compare notes," she said. "I just love to masturbate."
"Me too," Emily said.
So they agreed to get together and explore themselves. Julia had reminded Emily that Dr. Johnston had said in her book, "Go look at your clitoris. Get a friend and do it together. There is nothing weird about it. The weird thing is not to know what a part of your own body looks like."
They both thought that sounded reasonable. Emily was knocking at Julia's door fifteen minutes later. Excitedly they went into Julia's bedroom almost immediately and she handed Emily a mirror and began to undress. "We have to get naked, so get that dress off and find a place to sit."
When Emily was undressed, seated on the edge of the bed with the mirror in one hand and the other bracing herself on the bed, Julia said, "She also says to get to know our labia, major and minor. The majora are the outer ones, the big ones, the manora are inside just below the larger ones." Emily looked down at herself and said, "They really are lovely, aren't they?"
"A work of art," Julia said. "Ask Georgia O'Keeffe. The book also says to get to know other people's, so you can look at mine if you want."
"I'll show you mine if I can look at yours," Emily said laughing.
After viewing one another, they decided they needed a taste, and each of them sampled the other, licking and kissing and sucking the other woman's pussy with glee, until each of them came. They decided they needed to continue that.
"Deal," Julia had replied when asked if she could look at Emily's. "Maybe we should have a viewing party," she said. "Invite a few people and introduce them to the book."
"That'd be fun," Emily said. "You think we could get others to come?"
"No pun intended?" Julia said. "Yes, I think we can. Let's do this so we can help the other women who don't know their own vulvas. We can become pussy experts," she said cheerfully. We could pair people up, each pair getting two mirrors and a book with pictures. We could have a female circle jerk," she said. "We can help them get to know their own pussies, learn to masturbate."