This blog, titled simply “How To Make Me Come,” is “a collection of anonymous essays by women talking about female orgasm.”
Why, you ask? They explained in their about section, “We wanted to start a dialogue about how women achieve sexual pleasure; something that is often ignored, devalued, or misunderstood. Here is our look into the spectrum of desire. Of frustration. Of experiences that have left an impact.”
The essay prompts included questions like, “Imagine you could give this essay to a past or future sexual partner, free of judgment or repercussion. What would you want them to know?” Other prompts were more general, like “What’s your relationship to orgasm, whatever that means to you?”
So what’d women have to say about how to make them come?
One of the posts, #69, uses a step-by-step (for 17 total steps!) cookbook-style recipe to explain how to make a woman come:
Hands-on time: About 15 minutes
Recipe makes: 1-2 orgasms
-A soft bed
1. Preheat. Want me. Tell me you do. This will make me want you more. Be literally unable to keep your hands and mouth off of me.
2. Shower me with compliments. Genuine compliments. Go beyond “beautiful” and “sexy.” Tell me my breasts are peachy orbs of lusciousness. Tell me my eyes are like the sea. Kiss my nipples and tell me they taste sweet. Tell me you can’t stop kissing them. Note: I get bored after too much breast-play, but I like knowing that you can’t get enough of them.
In essay #14, the writer covers a lot of the basics (like “every woman’s body is different”), encourages us to “watch a video of Channing Tatum,” and explains why women like being on top:
When a woman is in charge of sex—when she is on top, riding you (during real sex; not in porn)—she grinds against you rather than just bouncing up and down. The main reason behind this is that women need that consistent, controlled clitoral stimulation, and that grind against the clit is what you should be trying to replicate when you are on top.
The author of post #13 writes to a “Gentle warrior,” and explains that “I know it’s strange that My Vagina has a Mayor and that mayor is a cat – but VAGINAS ARE WEIRD AND MYSTERIOUS PLACES.” The post is indeed weird and mysterious throughout, and concludes with this:
The tears come and they don’t stop coming. Wow, you’ve never cried like this before. Duh. That’s because a “G” spot orgasm is BIG FUCKING DEAL. It’s been a long journey. You’ve come a long way. But mostly, you DIDN’T GIVE UP. “Wait. Hold on. I still have this scrunchie. Why did you ask me to bring a scrunchie?” I just wanted to see if you’d bring it. And you did.