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I really needed this past weekend's Bodysex workshop. I'm kind of going through it right now helping others cope with disease and disability. Just knowing that I'd be nude in the circle surrounded by "brilliant" women made things seem bright and alive again.

We say it after every workshop but this group of women was extraordinary. Not one woman was local. They came from Zurich, Mexico, London, Australia, Canada, North Carolina, DC, Connecticut and Santa Barbara. To think that these women had the courage to board a plane and show up to Betty's apartment without ever meeting us before warms my heart. When I open the door naked Day 1, it's always the same reaction, "you're real...I'm here...this is really happening." *sigh*

Day 1 is a lot to process. Taking off your clothes, sharing how you feel about your body and your orgasm, and displaying your vulva to a group of women you've never met before absorbs every thought - every last bit of energy you have in your body. And I think that's the brilliance of genital show & tell. It's the bonding.

Every vulva is unique. Every vulva is received with "oohs" and "ahhhs" - "look hers is so dark with a shock of pink"..."wow yours looks just like a heart"..."your clit is opalescent like a jewel." Your sex organ is appreciated. I've never seen a vulva that wasn't beautiful. The intensity of releasing so much repressed body shame and establishing a new view of yourself is almost overwhelming.

When we all assembled back in the circle Day 2, we shared what we'd done the night before after leaving Betty's. It was a full moon and a beautiful night to be in nyc. Some of us enjoyed drinks of roof top terraces. Some of us walked through Central Park. And some of us went back to our hotel rooms feeling exhausted in the most relaxing way and relished a good night's rest.

After demonstrating Betty's rock 'n roll orgasm technique (my stunt cunt moment), we began erotic recess. Betty had us all stand up, ground our feet on the floor, and rotate our hips with our vibrators over our clits. She took us through different moves as we all watched each other laugh and giggle and get turned on. I have to say that Betty was different during this group. Something had changed. I noticed a new playfulness and lightness in her. It was beautiful.

Then we laid down on our towels and did what felt good. It's so hard for me not to snap pictures because real female orgasms are intoxicating. But I was a good girl and decided that I'd take a series of pictures of myself before, during and after my orgasm. I had to orgasm and ride the wave for 20 minutes or so before I even thought of taking pictures. I wanted to keep my eyes open for the shots and knew I was a bit pent up.

Here I am right in the middle of an orgasm.

And here's my orgasmic afterglow.

After group massage, we got back in the circle and shared our thoughts. Most of the women loved the pillow fuck (Betty has us place our towels over our pillows, pop our vibrators in the center, get on top, and ride away). It's so erotic to watch other women orgasm. It's so stimulating to look at each other as we experience pleasure. 

A woman shared how she'd been raised by her dad as an only child. She'd always imagined what it would be like to have a sister - now she knew. Another woman shared how she felt all of us inside of her. We all agreed. We'd received a piece of each other into our being - we would be together as we returned to our daily lives.

It was in this moment that I realized where I'd found the strength to accept loss and find peace: sisterhood. I'm not alone. I'm not lost. I have experienced the connection I've always wanted in my life. The bodysex women are my family. And the joy that washes over my soul is ecstasy.

Thank you to
Jewel
Me
Lovie
Big Pink
Clitia
Althea
Luscious
Delicata
Petit Flaneur