This is what it was like.
This month we hosted our second Pussy Party (here is a recap of our first Pussy Party .) There’s no doubt that every Pussy Party we host will have its own unique flavor.
WHAT is a Pussy Party, you may ask?
It’s a safe space for women to discuss and share the most intimate feminine parts of their body – their mind and genitals.
This time we had 15 women, hosted by our most esteemed Dame matriarch of the local sex-positive community. The event is free and for people possessing pussies; guests can bring something to eat or drink. The place was overflowing with sweet wine, cupcakes, chocolate and cheese. Candles were lit; a fire crackled in the fireplace. So nice and cozy!
This party was more “mainstream” than the first one. What I mean by that is the first one had more medical anomalies featured. Two women traveled as far as Springfield, IL to attend! THANKS, Meetup!
About half the women stripped and exposed themselves to the group. They ranged in age from 21 to 61! Before we broke the ice, we sat around for a while and talked about normal stuff, like our dogs, coffee enemas, and juicing fruits and vegetables.
The nervous energy in the air was palpable.
After pouring everyone (who wanted some) a tiny glass of Agavero tequila liqueur (a very floral, syrupy elixir that I just discovered and love), I jumped up and got the ball rolling. We went around the room and introduced ourselves. For most of the women, this was their first party of this kind. I took the lead. I dressed conveniently, with a dress, thigh-hi stockings and no panties. We fashioned a pussy platform out of pillows and towels in the center of the room.
Speculums boiling on the stove for sterilization
I plopped down on the makeshift platform and showed everyone my pussy. It was trimmed, with shaved lips. My pussy is more like a clam shell style (you can find pics sprinkled here and there on my blog). I scooted around for a 360 view so everyone could get a look.
I told the group, “At the last party, I had a cervix. Now that I’ve had my hysterectomy six months ago, I don’t. I’d love to see what it looks like now!”
At one point, I caught a whiff of my pussy, and felt a pang of self-consciousness. I reassured myself that I had washed up about an hour before, and it should be fine. So I relaxed and went with the flow.
My friend Bianca donned gloves and lubed up a metal speculum.
She gently pried me open and everyone got to peek inside. We took pics; click here to see the difference before and after surgery!
My friend Lana went next. She is all the way shaved. Where I am pink, she is mauve. I’ve had one vaginal delivery; she’s had two. She had a noticeable amount of creamy white vaginal fluid that night; I wonder if she was ovulating.
Then our host had a turn; she is 61 and has had two C-sections. Everyone loved her large clit! We enjoyed marveling over the differences in women.
Other women had turns. I was surprised to discover at least three other women there don’t shave their bodies, so they had bushes and armpit hair and everything! Most women sported at least a patch of hair on top.
One woman let others feel her fibroid tumor at the last party. This time she had THREE tumors, and was scheduled for a hysterectomy in two days!
The lesbian in the group had puffy lips like me. We were all fascinated to see the last woman’s pussy, since she is 21. It was beautiful, of course! They all were!
We only had five speculums, so not everyone did show-and-tell gyno style.
Three of the women were menstruating and were going to pass on showing off, but as a group we thought that was no biggie – just use a dark towel. So they removed their diva cups and it was wonderful! Menstrual blood was not taboo in this group. We also learned about a disposable menstrual cap you can wear that keeps things tidy – you can even have sex with it in! I stupidly wondered out loud if a cap would work on someone with no cervix, and my friend exclaimed, “But why would you need it? You don’t have your period anymore!” HA, DUH!
The mood went from tense to relaxed over the course of two hours. We had women laughing uncontrollably while a speculum was inside them. You sure don’t see THAT very often!
We shared intimate stories. One woman has never had an orgasm with a man, only herself. A few pelvic exam nightmare stories were shared. One woman was pregnant as a teenager, and her gyno was really rough and mean with her, jamming the speculum in. When she spoke up about it hurting, he sneered, “Well YOU got yourself into this situation.”
One woman had HPV in the past and told us about that and how she was treated for it.
Another person impressed the crowd by inserting the speculum herself while using a mirror. We asked how she learned to do that and she remarked matter-of-factly, “I just like being aware of what’s going on down there.”
A woman marveled after the event, “It’s amazing how accepting everyone was. That isn’t something you often find in large groups of women.”
To that I say, welcome to the sex-positive community!
We will absolutely keep scheduling these parties as often as we can. They are invaluable! Every single woman learned something new and came away feeling awed and empowered.
Stay tuned – the next one will take place sometime this spring!
Every woman should attend at least one of those…
Thank you SEX+STL. This event was educational and hosted in a safe and comfortable environment. Being able to share your self and not be judge is empowering.
I had an awesome time, highly recommend it to anyone who hasn’t gone. Thank you for doing what my high school education failed to do!
The party was well worth the drive! I appreciate the valuable experience and education.
Thank you for organizing this! It was great seeing so many cunts and cervix areas. I think that many women would really benefit from attending more of these kinds of parties.