In Case You Didn’t Catch it The First Time

In case anyone missed it when it was published for me by the fantastic GirlOnTheNet – I’m cheekily publishing it again here with a bit of editing.

And late. Even though I do have a fairly decent story about me and dangerous sex and pissing off the BFF – but 40hrs of  – well, god knows what I picked up – means I didn’t have the wherewithal to type it. So you’re just getting this. I know, I suck and I owe you.

Here are some of my favourite and not so favourite words for some common things.

Everyone calls their parts different things, at different times with different people. I know most girls don’t like the words I like but I’m not speaking for most girls, I’m speaking for me.
My favourite two words for my holiest of holies are pussy and cunt. There is no way to mistake the sexual in those two, it oozes from them. And if I’m talking about sex then I want powerful sex words to use.
They’re actually the only two I like.

I’m sure it started with Don Draper (not the actual, but a guy who was like him, all confidence). He only had to look at me and talk to me to get me wet. One time he had me laid out on the bed, utterly exposed he was kneeling at the edge of the bed, he had my legs wrapped around him. But he was entirely in control. He wouldn’t even let me sit up. He looked directly at me and softly told me to be quiet. This immediately got me breathing fast, then he licked his thumb, and rubbed it up the lips, then put his thumb in his mouth, leaned down and whispered “I love this cunt” I gasped, he again, calmly, told me to be quiet or he’d stop. With his wet thumb he rubbed it again up the lips and I started to buck at this point, he held me still with one arm. Looked me directly in the eye and smelled his thumb and said “This is the best smelling cunt in the world, and I own it. I’m going to do exactly what I want to it”. It was him, how he was, the way he looked at my pussy and the way he got me so excited with the power of one word. That was it, I loved it ever since. But only said like that, only in the context of sex. I don’t even think he knew what he did that day. I don’t think he even cared, he was just doing what he wanted and I was almost incidental to that. He was in control, worshipping it getting the reactions he wanted.
From then on all he had to do was whisper in my ear, anywhere that we were, that he wanted my cunt, that he loved the smell of my cunt… anything with that word and it brought me straight back. So I love that word, I think more people should be aware of how sexy it is and get the pleasure from it, it’s the last really taboo word.
Pussy is another one that girls seem to hate. I know most feminists, who would be ok with cunt, still don’t like this one. But I do. It seem so guttural, so common so, well, dirty and obvious. I just like it. I think it’s powerful and it can’t really be used in any other context than, sex. You’re not going to the doctor to talk about your pussy? And it’s a little tamer than cunt. You need descriptions for different excitement levels and these serve the purpose.
I don’t think I mind vagina, I just think it’s terribly unsexy. Again that’s what you say in a clinic. Even if discussing with my partner after the fact and he said “Is your vagina ok, I think I was a little rough”. Nope, don’t care for that at all. I did like that one guy used to refer to it as my ‘va-jean’. It was cute and it worked. Obviously not during sex, but general enquiries into its well-being “So, you got waxed yesterday, how’s your ‘va-jean’, ready for action?” Perfect. (you could spell it’ vag-jean’ I suppose, or ‘vag-gene’ but for ease of pronunciation, I went with the above)



Fanny – I’m not mad on this. It’s a word from childhood and the American understanding for it as ‘bum’ has it ruined for me. Either way, it’s not one I choose to use or hear used referring to me. But I do concede that it serves a purpose that I have as yet find an alternative for. I need a non threatening word for it for daily use and I suppose I’ll accept fanny without wincing but it’s a reluctant acceptance.




Now box, I hate. Just because I can’t understand how anyone thought it was a good description for something so warm, soft, inviting and categorically not angular. It makes no sense and my very rational mind is both confused and insulted by the term. It baffles me.



I can never settle on a word for my rack that I’m entirely comfortable with. I’m ok with tits, boobs, breasts. But each seem weird in the wrong context. I know that I do hate boobies, seems too childish, the same with titties. I may have to investigate this further? (on careful consideration, I’ve gone for tits)



While we’re on that I don’t think I ever say mickey either, it just seems the wrong end of comical. I think if I was insulting someone I might say it “Big swinging mickey, I’ve had better”. Which really is the end of any disparaging review and can’t really be topped.



Dick and cock are my equivalent to pussy and cunt, respectively. I love cock – read that however you want to. It’s meant every way. It’s my favourite word for my favourite part of a man. I do like dick every now and then, I need variety. And I don’t think I’ve come across anyone that’s taken umbrage to their member being called either of those things?
I don’t think I ever use the word lad, again unless in a somewhat comical way “And I walked in the kitchen and there he was with his lad out”
And tool is only for insults, really isn’t it?
I have been known to refer to a particularly big penis as a weapon, I can’t take credit for this, I robbed it from a friend who used it when recommending someone.


Slut, well I’m not mad about this either. I applaud girls who can use it and own it and refer to themselves as that. But for every girl who’s out there claiming it back I feel there’s a thousand ready to use it against the rest of us as some kind of insult. I will most certainly come back to this one.


This list could be endless.

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