Saturday, January 19, 2008

Horses: The Original Vibrators

My first sexual "exploration" occurred through a healthy appreciation of moderately explicit scenes in books (recommendations: there are a couple good ones in Madame Bovary... most sci-fi, especially the trashier sort... The Vicar's Girl, but that's just erotica...) and awkward encounters with immature neighbor boys. Neighbor boys who now, mindfuck, have toddlers. But, to this day I have yet to prize maturity over convenience.

I actually didn't get my first vibrator until my 19th birthday. A flesh-toned, molded rubber totem pole with an attached molded rubber squaw clitoral tickler. Yes, when used correctly the squaw quite literally dives into your vulva. Or rather my vulva, I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who ever used it.

And as the old adage goes, history repeats itself. The seemingly tame, if perhaps mildly exploitative, becomes sexual when looking not only at my OG vibrator, but also the OG vibrator of all womankind. The horse.

The Astonishing History of Vibrators

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