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Daisy Buchanan revisits these teenage kicks. Words by Daisy Buchanan. It begins to work. My heart starts beating more quickly. I lick my fingers and then move my hand from my breast, along my stomach and under the waistband of my pyjama bottoms, where I start to stroke the soft, warm space between my legs. My thumb finds my hardening clitoris, another finger slips inside myself, its wetness finding the growing wetness of me.

I stroke and rub, and my heart beats faster and faster until I gasp in the dark, feeling a surge of total, head clearing bliss. Seconds later I fall into a deep, peaceful sleep. When I was 14, I would have thrown myself into he path of an oncoming car before I admitted that I knew how to make myself come.

My friend Lara even mocked girls who used non-applicator tampons. But a couple of years later, when I started going out with my first boyfriend, he asked me to tell him — and show him — what I did. Cheeks aflame, I demonstrated my night-time masturbation routine, and discovered that eight minutes of embarrassment was a worthwhile investment in future orgasms. Shortly afterwards, my friends and I started having penetrative sex — and the orgasms dropped off again.

In my twenties, I dated men who believed themselves to be the Oprahs of oral sex. Directions and pleas for clemency fell, literally, on deaf ears, because their he were so far between my legs. Anecdotally, bad oral sex seemed like some kind of epidemic befalling heterosexual millennial women. A few forays into Red Tube yielded the answer — cunnilingus was now appearing in porn. But all my female clients are overwhelmingly positive about it, and sometimes even nostalgic. Obviously there are still rules to follow — hygiene is very important.

My friend Nima, 29, reveals that she fell back in love with fingering by accident. But a few weeks ago, we were out with some friends in a bar, and he had his hand on my bare knee — I was wearing boots, a midi skirt, no tights. He was absent-mindedly stroking my thigh with his thumb, and it triggered something primal. I gasped, he registered that something was happening and started stroking further up. He ordered an Uber with his other hand, and then made me come four times on the way home.

For Nima, the teenage nostalgia factor is all part of the appeal. Its made penetrative sex even better, and my boyfriend loves making me come — he says that its even hotter than oral because he can really see and hear me reacting to his touch. I seem to have dropped my keys behind the radiator, if I jam my arm up it and wave it about I might be able to dislodge them.

Surely by now I should be meeting men who know how to make me come without too much assistance? The feminist, female-pleasure focused aspect of fingering is my favourite part. At 30, I still finger myself in order to fix a bout of insomnia. Marie Claire is supported by its audience. When you purchase through links on our site, we may earn commission on some of the items you choose to buy.

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