Love/Hate

This post is my contribution to Molly’s Pussy Pride Project.

Love/Hate

I have a lot of love/hate relationships in my life. I love my kids but sometimes hate the fact that I’m a parent with all the responsibilities it brings, I love where I live but sometimes I hate the weather, I love Sir but have sometimes told him I hate him for some of the things he’s done to me and I definitely have a real love/hate thing with pegs and nipple clamps! I’m sure a lot of people have a similar feeling. Wanting the pain but hating it too.

When it comes to my pussy I’m still in a love/hate relationship, I always have been. I love the fact it’s enabled me to have children, I love how it makes me feel when it’s touched, licked or fucked. But I hate the fact that I have one, that I’m a woman. It’s gotten a lot better as I’ve got older but as a teenager I hated being a girl. Hated having periods, hated the expectations I put on myself when it came to boys and sex. I don’t ever remember anyone actually saying to me that I had to get married and have children but I suppose it was more the message from society as a whole – girls find a boy, they get married, they keep house and they have children and like all hormonal fourteen year olds all I wanted was to know that I was attractive, that someone out there would love me. I never wanted to have children, as I got older I wanted to travel the world and take photos. Circumstances dictated otherwise. I still want to travel the world and take photos, maybe one day I’ll get to do that.

Once I discovered the pleasure I could get from my clitoris I loved that bit of me but with boys it was a different story, I was having sex for them not for me. Don’t get me wrong, I was never forced, but I rarely got anything from it. Gradually I came to enjoy sex but it was never a mind-blowing, earth-shattering experience.

I’m a natural girl, I’ve never shaved or waxed. I’ve thought about it but I think waxing would be too painful, I like pain but I think that would be the wrong sort of pain. And I’m too scared to try shaving, I cut my legs enough, not going to risk a cut there. I only shave my armpits and legs if I’m seeing someone, luckily I’m not too hairy, if I was I’d probably do it more often. But when it comes to my pussy I prefer not to and Sir and I are both happy he has something to pull.

When it comes to names I generally use pussy, I’ve come to love the word cunt, which is a word I rarely used in the past unless I was writing about sex. But I still don’t use it as a swear word if I’m talking about someone. One word I hadn’t heard in a long time until Sir used it was minge, I don’t know is it just an English word, but I’ve usually only heard English people use it. I don’t particularly like ladygarden, it’s just strange and vagina is too clinical. There are so many other words for it that I don’t like but I’m not going to list them all or I’d be here for ages.

I think overall I do love my pussy but we still have issues to sort out 🙂

I thought long and hard about actually posting a picture, which is weird. I haven’t been shy about posting photos of my other bits. But if I’m going to do this I might as well do it all. We are all different shapes and sizes, the only way to stop body shaming and unrealistic representations in the media and online is for real people to get onboard with projects like this.

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