Reflections · Roles and Identities in Kink

Soft and Sweet

She said I got her if I want / She's so soft like silk chiffon / Silk chiffon / That's how it feels, oh, when she's on me (Silk Chiffo by Muna w Phoebe Bridgers) 

Remembering that first time, that first touch when my face met her soft skin, She was a stranger, a stripper in a club, and I still fought the idea that I was queer in some way. I just liked queer people. I just wanted to be beautiful like them. Of course, this person was just doing her job, but I won’t forget the smell of her breasts as they cradled my face.

I also remember that first look from a friend when they saw me react to the stripper in such a way. As my mother’s child, it has been really hard not to see that and think, am I gay, or am I doing something to be of value and get attention from men. It’s one of those hard lessons when you have people out there who will use you for that. People who have not shown you any interest until suddenly they find out you’re bisexual.

But it is Pride Month. That month, I try not to just pass as hetero and not just be a married woman with kids. You are queer no matter what partner you have at any given time, and you are queer for yourself, not for someone else’s gaze.

β€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ©΅πŸ’™πŸ’œ HAPPY PRIDE!! β€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ©΅πŸ’™πŸ’œ

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