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Last night I broke my clit.

No really, it wasn’t working.

Well, technically it was working in the beginning, but by the end, I would say in my professional opinion, my clit was broken.

Bruce and I were talking on the phone (stop it you perverts) and we had a conversation that has been in the making for a few weeks. I voiced some very real, very worrying concerns and he answered them. I don’t know if I am satisfied but I can’t think about the what ifs for the time being. I have friends coming in from parts unknown (Houston) and I have a monster project at work that is going to necessitate some weekend work. I have my doubts, but I am nothing if not excellent at ignoring my doubts. I am very good at that (SimplyOops).

So, last night after the conversation, Bruce and I stopped speaking and I was suppose to be going to sleep. Instead I grabbed my vibe and went to work. I really did work. Work. Work. Work. It’s been a while since I’ve wanted to work, my libido was in a down-shift, it happens. I could feel the planets re-aligning my sex drive was quietly coming out of hibernation.

The first gear and second gear were easy as always, third took some doing, but like I said, I worked worked worked, and for all my hard efforts I was rewarded with a nice clitoral orgasm. But orgasms should be something more than “nice”.

But then fourth, we stalled out at fourth. No matter how hard I tried, I just could not get the G-spot. I mean, I twisted and rubbed and turned and thrust. Nothing. I have never had to work so hard with anything ever to get a orgasm. After a while I realized that I was chasing a ghost and turned my attention back to my clit.

After all, after fourth gear is fifth, and my third orgasm is usually the one that knocks me out to sleep. I knew that I had skipped the second one but didn’t figure there would be any harm.

Until I realized that with all the effort the get to my g-spot I had effectively vibed the hell out of my clit. The whole time I was focused on the g-spot the clit had been vvvvvvvv’ed and then rubbbbbbbed and then vvvvvvvvv’ed again and then…well you get the picture. I had gone too far and my poor clit bore the brunt of it. Poor clit.

So I broke my clit. I hope it gets fixed soon. I think I am going to need it again real soon.

We need to just find you some easy peasy toys to alleviate this problem.  No need to twist and turn and blah blah blah for the G if you’ve just got the right buzzy tool.  And um, maybe use one on the clit that doesn’t hook to a car battery or dim all the street lights when you turn it on?

Hush, it’s not that strong. Only two AA batteries and my great desire to get off.

It sounds like you were using a toy that was dual stimulation. Have you ever though about getting a toy that only goes after the g-spot, so your clit doesn’t get assaulted in the meanwhile? Hope you heal soon!