I was a goddess

My man and I have been together for 14 years now. We have two kids.
Both pregnancies made me extremely horny. I mean really badly fucking horny. I masturbated every chance I got, like I did when I was 14. Only... with more success.

Every day, for weeks, I gave myself amazing explosive orgasms. I could feel my vagina's contractions for a long time afterwards, and even asked my doctor about them, to make sure I was not hurting my baby.

I felt like a true sex goddess and fantasized about being worshipped (and fucked) by countless adoring men.

But...I did not find the courage to share this experience with the man I love. I could feel that he was not as aroused as I was by my pregnant body. Maybe he was grossed out, maybe he was scared to hurt me. I don't know, because I didn't ask.
And I never invited him into my goddess fantasy.

So now my fantasy is also a regret. It's a "what if "fantasy.

What if I had just told him:
"Look at me. Touch me. Every part of my new strange body is more sensitive than it has ever been. Let's just play with it. We have all the time in the world..."