• blooming • The way this woman eats me out I swear, I leav..
Added 2024-01-30 23:05:58 +0000 UTC• blooming • The way this woman eats me out I swear, I leave my body. I feel as though I’m laying on a field of flowers, delicately shaped to each curve as my head falls back over the bed. I cant tell where I stop existing and she begins. But I haven’t always been this way. When I first started having sex vaginas were (and lez be honest still are) a meme. Roast beef or fish delis, “innies vs outies,” the dehumanizing and ridiculing of female bodies has run rampant for years. As a virgin, watching porn of perfectly preformed orgasms & seeing these memes online, my biggest insecurity was being compared to those tropes and not living up to the women on screen. So instead, I told people I didn’t like to receive oral stimulation. And if anyone did wander down there I couldn’t reach a climax. Was I too hairy? are my razor bumps ugly? is my clit too long? Is my labia in the way? Every negative thought I could think was wrapped up in the perception of how society and the patriarchy viewed our bodies. It hindered my ability to have a fully vulnerable and fulfilling sex life. So, I started to explore healthy sex and body images that I truly shifted my vision. The universe around us naturally resembles vaginas every day, whether it’s in the fruit we eat or the way flower petals fold. Vaginas are self cleaning, a muscle we can stretch and strengthen, & they are the portal for life. The clitoris alone has approximately 10,300 nerve fibers on average, just for our pleasure. Everyone’s body is different, everyone enjoys different stimulation & truly oral may not be for you. But why would I cheat myself out of that pleasure only fear? I am human. My sexual organ is going to smell & look like an organ. When spread labia resembles a ripe strawberry dripping down my fingertips, why shouldnt someone take a bite? I don’t mind the warmth between my legs, or the swelling when aroused, Especially knowing now that my woman’s scent is the only fragrance I want on my skin. I could wear her like perfume, drink her like tea. I’d do anything at all only to watch her petals bloom just for me.
