Meet Kira.
My relationship with my vulva has
always been a tumultuous one… I was molested as a child, so from an early age I
had a distinct resentment for my lady parts. My mother had always been open
with her sexuality, but when it came to my own I was forbidden from exploring.
I have always had a passion for other women’s virtuous flowers, but I have
always been so ashamed of my own. In my early teens I was raped at gun point by
people whom I had thought were my friends. My relationship with my vulva had
officially been severed. I spent years with a complex about my own body, I had
no idea how to be myself, let alone love myself. It took until my adulthood to
experience a natural orgasm, one not forced upon me by someone else with hard,
cold, plastic implements.
One day
I had mistakenly happened upon my angel of mercy, a very dear friend of mine
had not only introduced me to the beauty of vulva art; but she had also taught
me how to court my own sexuality. That was how it started, with a small polymer
clay necklace handed to me by a friend.
My vulva and I had started slow, for the first time since puberty I had
bothered to look at her, explore her, and get to know her. She was beautiful,
and by coming to this realization, I had discovered that I too, am beautiful.
Since that point, I haven’t looked back! My vulva and I are good friends, my
small, pink, curvy, fleshy extension of my inner most self.
~ Kira
1 comment:
Amazing locket!!
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