Velociworld

Oh, that's what ya'll are talking about. Yep, I've had a few...married one. They are a treasure. It's like there's a special pocket at the back, if you've got what it takes to get there. The stutter it gives you isn't permanent, Thank God.

Sooooo then, snapping = multi-orgasmic...
Right? Interesting.

Well, it's multi-orgasmic now. I wuz trying to be the straight man here, but...

Key, I think the adjective "snapping" in this instance refers to something more than a woman who is "merely" multi-orgasmic. These ladies - often called carezza in tonier circles - have a degree of muscle control that allows them to, uh, actually sort of milk a man's organ, even when they themselves are not in the throes of climax. It's partially the way you're built, and partially the result of special exercise.

But what do I know? I'm just some housewife. As you were...

Snapping does NOT equal multi-orgasmic. Key, we must remember correlation does NOT equal causality.

But studies do show that women who have had difficulty obtaining the BIG O can facilitate the explosion by practicing Kegels. And Kegels most surely help in fortification of snapping muscles. Henceforth, the nascent correlation is to be known as the "Catfish Effect".

Alas, my explanation pales in comparison to the Cat's. I have added to my LIFE TO-DO LIST: Get liquored up and troll for women with Catfish. It now stands in front of Piss on Jimmah Carter's grave.

For the record, I have had ONE snapping gyro in my 38 years of existence. She was a nutrition major to my partying bent. She did wax eloquent on the benefits of the mighty Kegel. And she practiced what she preached. If I weren't such a fool intent upon grazing greener pastures, I would have proffered a ring. I still look for her face in crowds.

The kegel is important, but it's like heel-and-toe braking, There's a lot more to it than just that.

get yourself a kids rubber-bulb horn at the bicycle store. When you can play "guantanamera" you have arrived.

A snapper can crack a pecan, keep the nut and spit out the shell. You can open a beer bottle in a snapper. Having a snapper is a lot like sticking your Roscoe in a milking machine.

Multiple orgasms have nothing to do with it.

My wife can tie a maraschino cherry stem into a square knot using only her tongue. Her position in the household is assured.

Ah, sorry I asked. Sounds laborious.

I use to sit at bars in Savannah and tie cherry stems into knots, while lovely ladies watched and them went home with me. I always got seconds with all of them.

Less effort to just give them money.

I agree, Bane. Just giving them the money is a lot less "laborious."

Cat, could you tie them in DOUBLE knots? I knew a guy that could do that. I was ready to propose to him on the spot..........

For what it's worth, I have an aunt who can lick her eyebrows straight.

For what it's worth, I have an aunt who can lick her eyebrows straight.

And I (as the bartender) used to always get those that were showing off tying cherry stems into knots with,

"Yeah, but can you UNTIE it?" (And then pull an untied stem out of my mouth. Hilarity ensued.)

Ahem. Let's just say I enjoyed that little bar game very much, myself.

Completing a novel, fictional, of course, about the many varities of orgasms and how they differ country to country. Covered things like "rim jobs", Frenulum orgasms the Carezza -- and sexual encounters in unusual places. I'm looking for creative ideas, real or imaginary.
Send them my way.