Hi, I’m Maya. Adorable Shoreditch nymph with an oral fixation. I’m the girl next door with the curtains wide open. Sanguine by nature, I value kindness and curiosity. I adore quirks and passions in other people; a glint in someone else’s eyes as they talk about what makes them tick fills me with inordinate amounts of joy. I’m fascinated by people and enamoured with humanity.
I’m a social chameleon, equally happy having a pint (Asahi, preferably) and a fumble as I am taking in dinner and a show. I enthusiastically seek out variety in all aspects of my life. Similarly, my interests range from the intellectual to the indulgently jejune. A conversation with me can easily switch from discussing the relationship between philosophical determinism and quantum physics to poking fun at Arsene Wenger's rigid sphincter. Completely one of a kind; I'll talk your ear off about politics and suck you dry within minutes of each other.
Since learning what the term meant, I've considered myself an 'alpha sub'. That is, someone who is submissive in the bedroom, but is a powerful and independent person outside it. I've spent years trying to reconcile those seemingly opposing facets of my personality and identity; 'I'm a strong woman, with a lot of convictions... but why does the idea of being flogged as I choke on a series of dicks turn me into a pile of girlie mush?'.
The answer is that there is no answer; whilst my sexuality is intrinsically linked to my identity, it's not a matter of one part of my personality trying to compensate for the other... I simply enjoy being sexually submissive from a psychological and sensory perspective. I’ve recently been toying with switching – finding myself more playful and affectionate as opposed to austere as a top – but it definitely requires a very specific dynamic with someone to feel natural.
Whilst I do enjoy rough, kinky sexual encounters, I'm becoming increasingly aware that sex is very much down to the dynamic and rapport I build with each individual. Intimacy is one of my fundamental joys and I love the tactility that comes with vanilla encounters. That first brush of lip upon lip can be explosive. Gentle caresses, stolen kisses, I'm an absolute sucker for having my neck gently nibbled... I'm getting distracted here. What I'm intending to say is; vanilla is fabulous, more adventurous flavours are divine, and I intend to sample the entire damn dessert menu.
Cocktails somewhere fancy and whisked off to a 5* hotel fo a night of itellectual foreplay and passionate lovemaking.
