My partner and I have been open in the lifestyle for about two years now. Before, we were still active with other people, we just didn’t understand that you could actually communicate about it. I think that’s what really started wonderful relationships with some other couples.
However, some shit went down that completely changed how I see the scene, and I’m having a hard time facing the people that saw me go through that. I keep feeling like it’s a constant power struggle, with me having to recover how I am seen in other's eyes. The kind of sexism that women are forced to play the part of makes me sick and it makes me want to not be beautiful, or appealing to the male gaze. It ends up becoming a toxic play between wanting and not wanting men’s approval. But these things are within the balance of the polarities of life.
Anywho, what actually happened, that I guess I’ve been traumatized by, was with another couple that we are really good friends with, whom we met through another lifestyle couple. We were doing a little bit of G, so her boyfriend fell asleep pretty early on in the night. We were all staying up watching movies and having fun, but at some point I dozed off, as well.
I woke up to my boyfriend having sex with her. I crawled over, trying to look in his eyes and get involved, but he wasn’t looking at me, so I spoke up and asked if I could have some, as well. He seemed surprised by what I was asking, but came over and gave me a little bit. I told him he could switch off, but when he went back to her again, he was about to come. She freaked out and said, "I don’t like come on me." So he pulled out, stood up, put his dick into my face and my mouth, and came all over my face.
I felt like I have never before played the part in such a sexist act. I felt like I was only there to play my duty as girlfriend. I didn’t get to come. Women almost never are taken care of in these situations first, before the guy comes. It’s all so selfish, like women are still just the object of a man's greatness. And now, I roll over so that he can have other women too.
Now believe me, I am fully bisexual, so I get as much out of these things as I can, but how do I pick my head up again after this and continue to play a part that I know will someday take advantage of me again?! I’ve tried to discuss it, but it seems to me that he just wants me to get over it.
However, some shit went down that completely changed how I see the scene, and I’m having a hard time facing the people that saw me go through that. I keep feeling like it’s a constant power struggle, with me having to recover how I am seen in other's eyes. The kind of sexism that women are forced to play the part of makes me sick and it makes me want to not be beautiful, or appealing to the male gaze. It ends up becoming a toxic play between wanting and not wanting men’s approval. But these things are within the balance of the polarities of life.
Anywho, what actually happened, that I guess I’ve been traumatized by, was with another couple that we are really good friends with, whom we met through another lifestyle couple. We were doing a little bit of G, so her boyfriend fell asleep pretty early on in the night. We were all staying up watching movies and having fun, but at some point I dozed off, as well.
I woke up to my boyfriend having sex with her. I crawled over, trying to look in his eyes and get involved, but he wasn’t looking at me, so I spoke up and asked if I could have some, as well. He seemed surprised by what I was asking, but came over and gave me a little bit. I told him he could switch off, but when he went back to her again, he was about to come. She freaked out and said, "I don’t like come on me." So he pulled out, stood up, put his dick into my face and my mouth, and came all over my face.
I felt like I have never before played the part in such a sexist act. I felt like I was only there to play my duty as girlfriend. I didn’t get to come. Women almost never are taken care of in these situations first, before the guy comes. It’s all so selfish, like women are still just the object of a man's greatness. And now, I roll over so that he can have other women too.
Now believe me, I am fully bisexual, so I get as much out of these things as I can, but how do I pick my head up again after this and continue to play a part that I know will someday take advantage of me again?! I’ve tried to discuss it, but it seems to me that he just wants me to get over it.