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No, it’s not a new sexy cocktail! However like a cocktail, it is a sum of its differing parts coming together to create something deliciously pleasurable. Mix one part clitoral, one part vaginal, one part cervical stimulation and blend to orgasm.
If there was a holy grail of orgasmic ecstasy, it would have to be the three-headed mythical beast of a climax, known as the Blended Orgasm.
Essentially, it’s the orgasm you can have when two or three regions of your genitals – your clitoris, vagina and the top of your cervix – are stimulated at the same time to a big, shuddering, earth-shattering climax.
If you’ve been lucky enough to experience these types of orgasm in isolation, then you know how different they feel. Now, imagine these sensations combining to form a new intense super KABOOM of an orgasm and you’ve got the blender.
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Those who’ve attained this shuddering orgasmic high, literally gush with praise for its divine powers.
‘When I say OMG, I mean OMFG! It’s so intense,’ Kitty, 39, a make-up artist. ‘It usually happens when my boyfriend is going down on me and has found my g-spot with his fingers. I don’t experience it with intercourse. Somehow his fingers are more precise than his dick, especially when he’s doing a come-hither movement. That’s when he curves his fingers upwards and strokes my G-spot as if he’s signalling me towards him. Meanwhile, he’s going hell for leather on my clit with his mouth. The G-Spot orgasm feels more like seismic muscular contraction deep inside me and then I get that shower of tingles from my clitoral orgasm. The combination of the two sensations is completely mind blowing.’
Meanwhile, Veronica, a 30-year-old dancer, is somewhat taken aback when I ask her in she ever had one. ‘Isn’t that how everybody comes?’ she asks, her eyebrows arching in astonishment. ‘My ex-husband was ambidextrous in the bedroom. When we’d have intercourse, he’d start by a gentle prodding of G-spot to simulate me before going deep and slow inside me. It’s that deep sensation that always puts me over the edge, particularly when I feel his penis against rubbing my G-spot on the thrusts. He’d always be playing with my clit. When I’d come, I mean I’d really come. Hard. It was as if every nerve ending in my body was singing.’