Girl on the Net

Sorry, can’t write intro to this one, I have melted into a warm puddle of quim and happiness. Please welcome @EmiliaRomero22, she who lost her husband and found BDSM, and found joy in her body through camming – she’s back with a love letter to her body, and to the friend who helped her find delight in it again.

Fucking you has made me love my body

I love my body now and I didn’t for years. It’s mostly thanks to you. I remember telling you that I was dead inside, that I was fine without sex. I remember telling you that I couldn’t feel like other people could feel. When I said those words to you, I believed them. I’d hated my body for so long.

And now? Now I love it in so many ways.

I love how my cheeks flush when you tell me I’m a good girl. I love how my skin sings with pain when you tell me I’m a filthy slut and make me count the swipes of your cane. I love how my lips get fuller when you whisper in my ear just exactly what you’re going to do to me.

I love my lips on your lips. I love my cunt getting wet as we kiss. I love aching with need as I wait for you to fill me with your fingers, tongue or cock. I love the way my cunt feels bruised the day after you’ve fucked me hard and I begged you to go harder. I love feeling my cunt stretch when you fist me, pushing your hand further and with more force until I lose myself.

I love the tingles on my scalp when you brush my hair and tell me I’m beautiful.

I love my tongue on your cock, licking you slowly from balls to head. I love my mouth as you give a final, desperate moan and I swallow your cum, greedy for how you taste .

I love my thighs wrapped around your thighs, gripping you tight as we fuck. I love my thighs pushed up around my ears as your cock pounds into me and my nails sink deep in your back. I love my thighs pushed far apart when you lock me in a spreader bar and hold a vibrator to my clit until I’m weary and delighted with cumming. I love my thighs open wide, giving your mouth access to my cunt and telling me I taste like home.

I love my body cumming over and over again while we laughingly keep score. I love my cunt when the feeling of pressure and pleasure builds and I know I’m on the edge and I’m begging you not to stop. I love how I squirt, drenching your hand as you fuck me with your fingers.

I love my nipples hardening when you arrive at my door. I love how my nipples just know.

I love my ass, lubed and raised, waiting for you. I love my ass stretching to take all of you in.
I love my ass tight around your cock. I love my ass, filled with a glass plug, as I sit on your face, gripping the headboard as you eat me out until I’m moaning your name and cumming in your mouth. I love my ass in our video when you suggest I tell the camera what we’re doing and I’m joyous and smiling as I say that it’s amazing.

I love all the self-made scars on my skin when you kiss them carefully, hold me tight and let me tell my story.

I love my tits when you squeeze them hard with your hands that have been playing songs on your guitar just minutes earlier. I love my tits when you suck them and lick them and I’m on my back, molten. I love my tits that I thought were numb, but now, when touched in the right way, create excitement I thought wasn’t for me.

I love my body when I walk into a room naked and you get hard at the sight of me. I love my body dancing for you, glorious in my shame-free nudity. I love my body when its very existence makes you groan with the anticipation of sinking deep inside me.

I love how my back shivers with glee as you trace shapes on it with your nails.

I love my hands, feeling every part of you, inside and out, as you breathe my name and give yourself up to my touch. I love my hands as they take hold of your cock and find a rhythm that makes you helpless.

I love how my body relaxes every time you ask for my consent or ask me what I want. I love how my body melts a little more every time you say, “is this okay?” and listen to my answer. I love how my body trusts that if I say no, you hear my no.

I love my body now and I didn’t for years. It’s mostly thanks to you. I love it for its strength and sensation and the utter joy it gives me.

I love that I can be open and free with my desires and my body knows, it just fucking knows that it’s safe now. And I love that you’ve given me that gift, because it’s the greatest gift of all.