I suspect this will be one of my most controversial posts on here. I have just skimmed through a couple of other people’s posts about sounding and their comments. That has definitely prepared me for how other people feel.
I have a very short list of hard limits. As long as those are respected, I am very open minded about trying new things. Urethral sounding is one of those things. I don’t think I would have gotten around to exploring it on my own but playing with someone who had already explored it brought it onto the agenda.
I have to admit that the name doesn’t really do it any favours. Urethral sounding doesn’t roll of the tongue filled with sexual charge and desire. Maybe that is kind of appropriate though. Sounding isn’t lust filled for me.
A huge part of my kink is intense sensations. Those might be clamps, pinching, twisting, fisting etc. I love sensations that are so intense that they force stillness on me. I adore those moments where my every fibre is processing the sensation and I need to eventually remember to breathe.
Sounding does this for me. As that steel rod slides in, I feel everything from a delightful feeling similar to sliding a cold dildo into my cunt, to an overwhelming sensation that takes over my mind and body. That is when that absolute stillness comes. My instinct is to buck away from it, but I can’t. I daren’t move. Any movement makes it more intense, so I process it. I pull those sensations deeper in me and I feed on them. My cunt pools with lust and my wetness trickles out.
Explaining how sounding feels and why I like it, is really hard. Suffice it to say, the gentle and subtle movements can bring me to a powerful orgasm, surging through me until I have to beg for the sound to be removed so I can squirm and writhe.
I know some people don’t like the thought of it but for me, our set of beautiful steel rosebud sounds are a bundle of delight.