Beverley
Gold Member
Somewhere between the moan and the myth, women’s pleasure became a taboo. We live in a world that sells sex everywhere — from perfume ads to burger commercials — yet still flinches when a woman owns her desire out loud.
For centuries, female pleasure has been treated like a privilege, not a birthright. Women were taught to be the canvas, not the artist — desired, but not desiring. Even today, a man talking about pleasure is confident. A woman doing the same is “too much,” “too loud,” or “too sexual.”
But here’s the truth: pleasure isn’t shameful, it’s power. It’s connection, control, and self-knowledge wrapped in skin. Every time a woman says, “This is what I like,” she breaks a silent rule written by centuries of patriarchy.
Maybe that’s why it still makes people uncomfortable — because a woman who knows her pleasure can’t be controlled. And that kind of liberation? That’s the sexiest revolution of all.
For centuries, female pleasure has been treated like a privilege, not a birthright. Women were taught to be the canvas, not the artist — desired, but not desiring. Even today, a man talking about pleasure is confident. A woman doing the same is “too much,” “too loud,” or “too sexual.”
But here’s the truth: pleasure isn’t shameful, it’s power. It’s connection, control, and self-knowledge wrapped in skin. Every time a woman says, “This is what I like,” she breaks a silent rule written by centuries of patriarchy.
Maybe that’s why it still makes people uncomfortable — because a woman who knows her pleasure can’t be controlled. And that kind of liberation? That’s the sexiest revolution of all.