Cosmo readers share the honest truth about their first Big O (and it's a ride)

Men? Orgasming? Pretty damn straightforward. But for us vulva- havers, it’s a wee bit complicated. A happy ending accompanied by a squirt of *stuff* may not be the sole marker of an orgasm... So, we thought, who better to ask than you? 

All hands on deck 

“My first boyfriend fingered me, and while I thought I was close, I was nowhere near the finish line. Neither here nor there, my curiosity was at its peak; I went home and opened up Cosmo to get the job done, myself.I scheduled some time in the day, put on music, mimicked his movements, and gushhh... My body quivered and there was a blissful release, an explosion of pleasure.I surrendered to the wave.”

Rysha Sahai*

My body is my temple

“I had my first orgasm at 16. ’Cause of no man, but because I took ownership of my sexuality and explored my body through self-love and touch. That moment was more than just physical—it was about coming into my own and embracing my femininity. It set the tone for my intimate relationships, giving me clarity and the confidence to understand what my body wants, and to ask for it unapologetically. For many women, orgasms aren’t always guaranteed, but knowing and trusting my body has made me gauge what works for me...which I unabashedly seek in my relationship with myself or
my partner.”

Manvi V

Make it rain 

“Believe it or not, my first orgasm ‘came’ (pun not intended) 11 years after I began having sex. For a whole decade, I had absolutely no clue what an orgasm was. I naively presumed it was synonymous with intense pleasure. But little did
I know that wetness ≠ orgasming. Funnily enough, I first came to a bullet vibrator when I took it for a test drive-—with zero expectations. It all happened in under a minute. I had squirted all over my bed; I kept going, and...I came again. It was AHHmazing. Then, it happened in bed with my partner, and I was f**king embarassed. A lil bit of foreplay followed by sex was enough to open the floodgates. So the next time, I invited my vibrator into bed for a threesome.”

Inayat Sethi*

Flying solo

“So this was many moons ago, when I was all of 18 years old... I laid down on my bed, not knowing that I’d soon devise a hands-free masturbation technique called syntribation (I was today years old when I learnt this term!).Thighs squeezed, and within a few seconds, voilà. Entirely unintentional, the simple act of pressing my legs together presented a bout of pleasure that I’d never felt before. And after performing this manoeuver one too many times, I decided to introduce some visual stimuli to the experience. Porn plus pressing was enough to get me going.To take things up a notch—and intensify pleasure—I began contracting my pelvic floor muscles by performing a kegel. No prizes for guessing my favourite position: The spooning sex position that warrants thigh-squeezing for the ultimate climax. My partner and I have also brought some toys out to play—mini bullet vibrators FTW—to upgrade our intimate experience.”

Mitali Arora*

 

*names changed for anonymity.

 

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This piece originally appeared in the March-April print edition of Cosmopolitan India.

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