If you haven’t read anything I’ve written before, a quick catchup: I met my husband when I was 16. I was super fucked up by religion for a long fucking time. I did a shit ton of personal work and we are now having the best sex of our lives (and it still seems to get better every time).
I don’t even understand how, after 25 years together, the sex is still escalating. I feel like at least once a week I say “that was the best sex we’ve ever had”. It’s like I was so repressed as a teenager and young adult, now that I’ve done the work to be wholly myself and really enjoy sex and pleasure, I’m being flooded with all the hormones of a teenager. Like actually, I’m such a horn dog. I am down to fuck 100% of the time and I think about it so much. It’s a fucking distraction! Lol.
Anyway, I am laying here in bed (he’s having a bath) and I’m in disbelief that the levels of pleasure that my body can experience just keep increasing. JFC, he just blew my fucking mind.