When I was 9 years old, I first learned what queefing meant. My mother, my brother, and I were playing our ritualistic scrabble game, and my 10 year old brother put down queef. Naturally, my mother was utterly shocked. "SAMUEL! Where did you learn that????"
Sam just snickered like a maniac as any other 10 year old boy does at the word.

Well....I'm a queefer. It drives me crazy. After sex (especially doggie) I just walk around queefing. It's so embarassing!!!!!! I blush and giggle and "oops!" at my 5th.
A queef queef here, and a queef queef there, here a queef, there a queef, every where a queef queef.

I'm in a mood today! Let me tell you.
Should I be embarassed or is this normal?

. . . you should be embarrassed.

if you wanted you could get serious (pun intended) air time on Howard Stern .  

I'm a bit surprised at the doggie angle.  I would have thought that trapped air would occur more in a pile driver, mish position but what the hell do I know.  Hey you could do what many guys do about farting....blame it on the dog!  

*holding my sides laughing*

I'm going to be singing Old McDonald with new and improved lyrics for the rest of the day now.

Sio, queefing is quite normal, we all do it so don't worry. And if you think its bad after vaginal, you haven't seen anything after.......errr, never mind.

Sio, I hereby dub thee the Queef Queen

Is it a legal Scrabble word?

They are infinitely more fragrant than alimentary flatulence and lack the pungent taste or linen staining potential of the aforementioned.

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You could be "queasy".  Thanks for the good laugh. Wink!

Hugs,
Ciara

. . . swear by the Urban Dictionary:

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=queef

TOSSING THE SALAD?

It was a private "event" where several strippers were on hand to entertain and give lap-dances...
It was actually part of her stage act, and not my idea. for $20 she would lay back with her legs draped over a guys sholders and allow deep DATY, and she would instruct us ti blow into her and fill her with air, her lowet belly would inflate like a balloon, then she would pinch off her puss with one hand, and insert a blow-up party favor with the other.
Then she squeezed with her muscles and pushed down on her bulging abdominal area and blow that thing in our faces for a looong time!

It wasn't the "classiest" thing I've ever seen a stripper do, but highly entertaining!

Has anyone else done this at a nasty-ass club or bachelor party?

I don't know what I would do if I was with a provider and this started happening. After doggie? LOL I think I would end up laughing to the point that tears would come out. As for a second round, well I don't know if I would be up for it. LOL

It is possible through this technique to blow air into the uterus and cause an air embolus, leading to serious consequences, including, possibly, death of the lady involved.

Right you are Dickus. Good call.

Oh you are just so cute and innocent you're almost too good to be true!

It's OK Siobhan, it's just air.  If it happens, it happens, and we'll just have a good laugh.  We all know worse things could happen...like the poor bastard who got sick during doggy and his lady was not amused at all!  Or when someone choked during....

See you soon honey,
Tiger

Indeed, after being doggy that little tweeter sucks in air.  It has happened so many times for so many years that I have learned how to minimize it.  Occasionally I forget and arch my back too much and there it goes....toot toot toot!  Hell it doesn't even embarrass me anymore.  I just yell out "pussy fart" and laugh.  Then I excuse myself to the bathroom to try to get the rest of the air out of there.  Oh well, nature's sense of humor at work again.

Oh my god.......I laughed So hard. That lady can write. That was absolutely perfect.

potpouri for the pussy.  Insert the scented supository in the vagina and let the queef work it's magic(who says they don't have a scent). Voila! a pleasantly scented room! Find it in the grocery isle next to the GLADE.

THAT certainly put things in perspective!!!

...that's another story...

Regarding your health warning... It is my understanding that the danger actually comes from a high-risk practice called "trumpeting"...
 Wherein, the man blows the woman up, then presses down firm and quick on the inflated abdomin with both hands, while she tightly pinches the ends of her pussy lips and stretches them taunt! Thus when the air rushes out under such speed and pressure it causes her twat to vibrate and emit a high-pitched noise like a trumpet!
 This is done for the sexual stimulation that the virbrato creates, and is done repeatedly until orgasm...
 
 While simular in execution to the party-favor stunt, it wouldn't seem as risky due to the lower pressure involved and that the girl did the squeezing internally...
 The stripper was in control of expelling the fumes and did it in a slow, drawn out manner, attempting to play the party-favor for as looong as possible... Not seeing how loud she could play it.  

 I'm sure this was a regular part of her act, seeing how "perficent" she was at it!
 
I wasn't recomending we all run out an blow air up as many pussies as we can and mash it back out of them in this hobby... I was mainly curious if others had seen this bizarre practice in any nasty club/party settings out there...

BTW, Midget get shot out of cannons at the circus for "exibition" too, but I'm not advocating we adapt that into our expected list of menu option with our favorite providers! Lol!




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So you got your throat singers and you got your yodelers and - truth be told - you got your Germanic happy farters... but where is that great native culture that developed the Queef to the fine art we know is possible... the potential lies below... just waiting for the genius woman to compose... I now lie in wait at my partners pussy - is this the day?  Is this the new tune for our times?  Which one of us will blow Siobhan's horn -  and listen for the echoing reply?  We wait with bated breath, pursed lips and attentive ears...

Blow, Siobhan, blow!

There was a 'fartist' who packed theaters with people who came to hear him literaly talk out his ass.  I'm not making this up.

His stage name was "Le Petomaine," which, literally, means "The Farter."  He could fart the French national anthem and other popular music of the day.

As a matter of fact, in "Blazing Saddles," Mel Brooks play, among other roles, the territorial governor, William J. LePetomaine, a show-business inside joke of sorts.

on the floor of the bathroom....   Turning green.... lol!  

but then again.... non-functional!  So, I'll take green and functional anyday! lol!!!