Nobody would ever guess.
I’m a kind and gentle mumsy type. I spend my afternoons playing pirates in the park and my evenings picking play dough out of the sofa. I’m caring and cuddly and I’ve always felt that I give off quite a ‘non-sexual’ vibe.
No-one would have the slightest clue at the sexual energy running underneath… the shockingly filthy thoughts passing through my brain… or the deliciously kinky things I get up to on a quiet Sunday afternoon. It gives me a thrill to share that with you! In writing this blog, I’m putting my full self out there, unashamedly, and daring the world to meet my eye.
Why has it taken me 35 years to realise that I have a beautiful face? And that my eyes glitter with gold? And that my skin is soft, and my shape is sumptuous like an ancient Greek statue? And that it’s okay not to have a flat belly… it’s not a defining feature of femininity. I am beautiful, and just beginning to see it.
So when Adam bade me open my legs wide and show him my wet cunt, I shone with shamelessness and beauty.