Straight back fucking

Sometimes I wish I could be even more brave and talk about my workouts and pleasure. I have had a lazy summer with tons of orgasms and less strength training and my body loves it. Dancing, fucking, swimming, walking and laughing. And now I´m back working with my beloved kettlebell and after being busy being around people my pleasure game is straight back. I could hardly contain myself to finish the workout because I was so fucking horny. So I fucked myself right there on the yoga mat. I did`t had the time to pick up my dildo, just my fingers and hand. Oh damn, the energy was massive and it felt like being fucked by a huge cock. Phew! So good to be back to feeling the ripples of ecstasy and to open myself even more to receive even more of the healthy masculine. Yes, I do feel slightly fragile or super, super soft and almost fluid in the intensity of these past two weekends. I`m not used to being around people in such way. To be seen, celebrated and left on my own and it`s a given that I have to speak my needs if I need something from them. I feel how I`m hesitating in showing myself fully. I`m truly allowed to ask for help, or a hug, or a conversation? Do they truly have the capacity to hold me as I am? I´m just getting used to hold myself properly. I feel proud of myself for being able to hold myself, to contain all the intensity I am. And now life urge me to share it, to let myself be seen and held by others, even when I have to pick myself up if they suddenly chooses to withdraw. It`s shit scary. Why even bother. Like for real. But vulnerability IS the very path of the feminine. To speak my needs, to share honest and raw. To let myself be witnessed, seen and to gracefully move with myself, move with others, allowing to expose myself and still contain myself. Oh sweet life. I`m split open. I`m so curious, dripping in delight, I feel my own softness as never before. It`s so intense and this never ending opening.

So I`m saying yes to it all. To let life lead me down this path of raw honesty. Into the darkness of autumn. I`m so curios and soft. How to even be more open and aware how the healthy masculine is providing for me. How to celebrate and kneel even deeper for Him, Life, God or whatever you want to name it. I just know that I have to breathe, move, cry and dance with it all. I`m taken care of. I`m held. I´m loved. Thank you. I love you.

The coldness of my bell, the heat of my pussy. Damn. It`s such a turn on to work out again. Dripping.