So yesterday I initiated sex. I was interested. I had been thinking about it. We didn’t have a lot of time in between kid drop off and pick up so I tried to get things going quickly (even though that hasn’t been working well for my body.)
It started hurting. It started hurting in that “Are you fucking me with a sawzall dildo covered in fucking sand paper??!?!?!!” way. (I have in fact been fucked with a dildo on a sawzall. It did not have sand paper on it.)
My first instinct was to slam my eyes shut and grit my teeth and start praying it would end soon.
My second impulse was that I really should let him know it hurt so that he wouldn’t try to draw it out and make it last longer.
My third impulse was, Hey wait… this is hurting in a bad way.
My fourth impulse was, “WAIT! THAT HURTS! I DON’T WANT IT TO.”
That entire first through fourth impulse process probably didn’t have two minutes of time lapse. I’m pretty impressed with myself. Ok, that’s kind of pathetic. But it’s not. This is incredibly hard for me. This is changing a lifetime of specific training.
Noah was really nice about it. He responded as soon as the message reached his brain. He was patient and kind and non-demanding. We both sat there kind of stunned for a minute or two after we paused trying to figure out what it meant.
I told him he could finish… my body just isn’t up for participating. I nuzzled him and encouraged him and he masturbated and I think it was good.
I wasn’t mad at him for the pain. He wasn’t trying to hurt me. I don’t think he messed up at any point.
I think we both had a hard moment when we tried to parse “What do we do about exclamations of ‘It hurts’?” because I’m a masochist fucking a sadist and sometimes that’s the point. But there are very different kinds of pain and we are still trying to tease out what that means.
The cunt hurting pain is…
It’s damage, not fun pain.
I sort of feel like when my cunt hurts like that it is kind of like the equivalent of erectile dysfunction… only mine hurts a lot. It’s a sign the body just says “not today” and that means you need to do something else.
It’s still complicated. But we did well yesterday. Yay us.