The Ultimate Guide to Cunnilingus
the anus at the perineum (the wall separating the vaginal canal and anus), and also toward the pubic bone, where they form a protective covering over the sensitive clitoris.
     

    Illustration 4. Internal Anatomy (Front View)
     

The Clitoris
     
    It stands to reason that a good amount of any oral effort is going to be focused on the clitoris, or very near it. Why? Because it’s richly endowed with nerve endings that, when stimulated, send trumpeting messages of pleasure to the brain—according to Rebecca Chalker’s The Clitoral Truth , eight thousand nerve endings, to be precise. It contains more nerve endings than any other part of the human body, male or female, more than the fingertips, tongue, anus—and, alas, twice as many as the entire penis.
     
    Interestingly, this intense little mistress has only one job, one function in a body full of organs that perform up to five hundred different tasks a day: to provide pleasure. No river runs through it; the clitoris traffics neither urine nor sperm. Its impracticality is ludicrous, laughable, luscious. For most women, stimulation of the clitoris is essential to orgasm. The clitoris is often referred to as the “powerhouse of orgasm,” and though it delivers pleasure pure of purpose, touching it directly is almost painful. Luckily, the clitoris is shrouded by the clitoral hood, a little nub analogous to the foreskin on a man. It both protects the clitoris and diffuses the sensations of touching it; even so, some women find that having their clitoral hood touched is too intense and prefer indirect clitoral stimulation, or stimulation by way of the vulva.
     
    The top corner of the inner lips (which meet in the direction of our art model’s mons) comes to an “A” shape underneath a skintight jacket of flesh covering the protruding tip of the clitoris, or glans. Though this word sounds like gland, the slightly bulbous, spade-shaped head of the clitoral shaft isn’t a gland at all. Glans means “a small, round mass or body” and “tissue that can swell or harden,” and both definitions are accurate, as we shall soon see.
     
    The shaft of the clitoris is the portion that runs from the bottom of the inner labia’s A-frame housing to the tip of the glans (the bottom edges of the A being the lower boundary of the visible portion of the clitoris). The entire covering, the clitoris’s whole house, is called the hood. This protective covering encompasses the shaft in its A shape, and hoods can range in appearance from fleshy and full to barely there. Sometimes all it takes to expose the tip is pulling back the hood; or it may not become visible until she’s aroused. The glans is nestled in the hood and comes in a medley of sizes, from the size of a pen tip to larger than a fingertip. Revisiting the locker room, sensitivity has nothing to do with size, and you won’t find women at the gym with towels draped over shoulders comparing sizes.
     
My girlfriend’s clit is the biggest I’ve ever seen. She’s self-conscious about it, but I love it.

     

Beneath the Surface
     
    The area of the clitoris is far larger than described in conventional anatomy texts and most sex guides. The external tip, or glans, is really the tip of the iceberg—and if you know icebergs, they’re like upside-down pyramids, and underestimating one can sink your ship. The glans begins at one end of the shaft and continues under the surface to where the other end connects to the suspensory ligament at the pubic mound. The shaft, like the glans, is very sensitive and responds pleasurably to stimulation. At the shaft’s connection to the suspensory ligament, the clitoris spans out underneath the vulva alongside the vaginal opening in a wishbone shape, forming two legs, or crura, whose underground real estate extends all the way to the back forty of the perineum. It seems that our gal clitoris quietly became a real estate tycoon—albeit one drunk on pleasure.
     

    Illustration 5. Internal

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