Post-Divorce Orgasmic Liberation

Since my divorce last month, I've been diving headfirst into a solo sexual freedom I never knew existed. Last night, as the world outside was silent and dark, I locked myself in the bedroom with nothing but my fantasies and a handful of toys. I started by touching every inch of my skin, lingering on scars and tattoos alike, reclaiming each bit as mine alone. Then came the pleasure toys: first one, then another, each vibration setting off waves of heat and moisture from my core. The climax hit like a tidal wave, fingers buried deep inside me while a buzzing rabbit tickled sensitive spots all over, spilling warm fluid over my thighs. It was about power, my own, to explore every taboo I've ever thought I couldn't or shouldn't indulge in. Do you find post-breakup sex to be a form of personal empowerment too?