[This story is a bit different than most of the ones in this sub, it’s less sexual and more emotional. It might fit better in r/gonewholesomestories, but I hope people here enjoy it too. Don’t worry, there’s still plenty of sexy details. Scroll down to *sex starts here* to skip the backstory]
When I met my boyfriend last summer, I’d been dealing with a condition called vulvodynia for over a year. That’s basically a catch all term for “something is wrong with your vagina but it’s not an infection and we don’t really know what it is or how to cure it.” I’ll spare you the details but one of the main symptoms was pain during penetration. Meaning, no sex. It was incredibly emotionally and psychologically difficult to go through as I saw different doctors, none of whom really helped.
Despite this, I still wanted to date a bit, I figured I would just be upfront about the situation and stick to making out and non penetrative activities. I wasn’t really looking for a real relationship, partly because I assumed my pussy being closed for business would be a dealbreaker.