Originally published in Daily Hive Vancouver, written by Hailey Rollheiser.
When I signed up for a “live squirting demo” I had no idea what to expect.
I had been to a live sex show before, it was in Amsterdam, and came complete with a couple of free drinks and a penis-shaped lollipop.
But this was an entirely different experience.
This was no raunchy porno set to tacky music with a live audience, this Vancouver seminar was intimate and educational.
I brought a brave friend along with me as we joined 15 or so people inside The Art of Loving, the small Vancouver store that was playing host to the event.
The crowd was a mix of older women, couples, and an elderly man who sat in the front row getting an unobstructed view of the two presenters who talked and joked while they waited for everyone to find a seat.
While we waited for the demo to get underway I glanced around the store, studying the sex art on the walls which ranged from paintings of various sex positions to a 2 x 2 ft close up photo of a clitoris. I even read the label on some lubricant that claimed to “heal” the vagina.
“Hi, I’m the squirter in the demo today”
It neared 7:30 pm so we found our seats. The room was hot and several fans were on. I noticed streams of sweat running down the head of the bald man in front of me. And then it began…
“Hi, I’m the squirter in the demo today,” she introduced herself.
Her partner, a sex educator, then gave us a brief history of squirting as it has appeared in literature and research up until this point. They defined squirting as a white or clear fluid that is expelled through the urethra, which could be why people have mistaken it for urine (trace amounts would be found in a sample because it travels through the urethra).
Partway through the short lecture, the demo girl says, “Don’t mind me, I’m just going to warm up a bit,” before taking off her clothes and lying back on a bed with a Hitatchi personal massager. I tried to look away as the initial shock set in and I realised: “oh right, I’m not at just a sex lecture, there’s going to be a real live demo, too.”
After the conclusion of the short lecture, the presenter snapped on a pair of black nitro gloves and scooped up some coconut oil before beginning to touch the demo girl.
We all gave them a round of applause
As they pleasured the other presenter, they described exactly what technique they were using and what other people should look for in their partner as signs of the impending squirt, like a tightening of the vaginal muscles for example.
All the while they were checking in to be sure their partner was still enjoying themselves. In fact the pair actively communicated throughout the demo, and they stressed the importance of open communication with your partner not only before but also during sex.
When the demo person was about to climax, the presenter moved their hand away quickly and then the audience saw what had been promised.
It was an almost surreal experience, as if the audience sighed in relief after so much anticipation. And then in a bizarre moment, we all gave them a round of applause.
It was quite joyous actually, the presenters proud of themselves and the audience pleased to witness what had almost seemed unimaginable.
“I think I could go again,” the demonstrator announced.
The presenter checked their watch.
“We have time.”
Then they were back at it, and within minutes she came again, although there was no squirting this time. Regardless we all clapped again, like the impotent voyeurs we were.
After this there was a brief question period, mostly men asking further about techniques and how a woman would feel before and during squirting. Then they mentioned upcoming classes on bondage, BDSM for beginners, and fisting (“It’s not even that hard to do, really”).
A refreshing experience
My friend and I left and she said, “I can’t believe we just sat in a shop in Vancouver and saw that.”
Overall the atmosphere was professional, comfortable, and obviously totally sex-positive.
It was refreshing to listen to people have a respectful conversation about sex and women’s bodies, without any shame, embarrassment or misogyny.
The comfortable tone of the room was definitely owed to the laid back, approachable sex educators. It was interesting, valuable, and definitely worth checking out if you’re looking to explore a new side of your sexuality in a safe, educational environment.