I’m like Nicole Kidman in Babygirl. I HAVE had orgasms, just never with my husband….so I told him

EMMA JONES has pretty much the perfect marriage to factory worker David.

There’s just one problem – she has never had an orgasm with him.

The couple, who tied the knot in 2013, live happily with their seven dogs, but no children.

After six years, the 35-year-old dog handler from Sheffield finally told David, 40, the truth, and today she shares her story.

AFTER the performance of my lifetime, I slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

I left my husband in post-coital bliss, falsely believing that he was a dynamo between the sheets.

But the truth is, he wasn’t.

While I enjoyed our sex life, he could never bring me over the finishing line.

I had to sneak off to the bathroom afterwards, pretending to have a shower, and use a waterproof vibrator in secret.

For years, this had been my routine — faking orgasms with my husband and then hiding away to use a sex toy.

But I’d had enough.

I needed to open up and tell him the truth.

When I heard of Hollywood movie Babygirl and actress Nicole Kidman’s character having the same issues, it made me feel more “normal”.

It’s such a taboo subject, but one I think is important to raise awareness of.

So many women struggle in silence, thinking they are broken when they are not.

After six years, I finally plucked up the courage to talk to David.

I cooked him a nice meal and asked him to sit down, telling him I had something to discuss.

But when I opened my mouth, no words came out.

I just couldn’t do it.

I loved my husband dearly and I couldn’t break his heart.

We met in 2012 through mutual friends on a night out and tied the knot in 2013 after a whirlwind romance.

Our eyes met across the dancefloor and I knew instantly there was something special about him.

He’s funny, handsome and so laid-back he’s practically horizontal — everything I’d ever wanted in a partner.

A year into our relationship, I proposed to him.

‘Wracked with guilt’

Yes, I popped the question!

It was during a karaoke night, belting out the Bruno Mars’ hit Marry You.

He said yes, and we’ve been partners in crime ever since.

David works in a glass factory and, while our lives have been far from glamorous, they have always been filled with love.

Or so I thought.

For years, I struggled with this secret that ate away at me — the fact I’d never been able to climax during sex with David.

At first, I thought it was my problem.

Maybe it was my body, or maybe I just wasn’t wired that way.

I faked it for years, convincing myself this was normal and that sex wasn’t meant to be about climaxing.

But, deep down, I knew something was missing.

At one point, I wondered if my difficulties could be medical.

I have endometriosis, which can cause pain during sex, and I worried it may be the culprit.

I went to my GP for help but, when they ruled that out, I knew it was something else entirely.

I’d had a few orgasms with other partners in the past, though they were rare, and I realised that David simply wasn’t hitting the spot, as it were.

Talking about this with my friends was another eye-opener.

When I finally admitted my struggles after a few glasses of wine, they were shocked.

“OMG, I can’t believe you’ve been missing out for so long,” one of them said.

It made me feel even worse, so I stopped discussing it with them.

But I knew I had to come clean to David.

It wasn’t fair on him, or me.

In 2019, about six years into our relationship, I finally owned up.

But I chose my words carefully, making sure I didn’t use negative language which might make him feel like he was to blame.

I’d sought advice from a sex therapist to do this.

I didn’t want to admit that I’d been faking it all those years because I knew it would crush him.

I sucked in a breath and confessed: “I enjoy our sex, but I’m missing the end moment.”

He looked at me blankly, confused.

“I’m so sorry,” I continued, flustered.

“I’ve been faking it.

“Please say something.”

It’s such a taboo subject, but one I think is important to raise awareness of. So many women struggle in silence, thinking they are broken when they are not

Emma Jones

I’m not sure if he thought I was joking or being serious.

After a long, awkward silence that felt like hours, he took my hand and squeezed it.

“Don’t worry,” he reassured me.

“We’ll figure it out.”

To my surprise, he took it in his stride.

David has always been incredibly kind and supportive — it’s why I fell in love with him.

But while he tried to put on a brave face, he did look a bit downcast and I felt wracked with guilt.

What was wrong with me?

Why couldn’t I orgasm?

We tried to turn the negative into a positive and started experimenting together.

I showed him what worked for me using toys, combining an inner and outer stimulator, and he’s been learning how to help me in his own way.

I showed him what worked for me using toys, combining an inner and outer stimulator, and he’s been learning how to help me in his own way

Emma Jones

While he still can’t make me orgasm during intercourse, we’ve found ways to make it work, usually using toys after he’s climaxed.

It’s not perfect, but it is progress.

What’s more, it is nice not having to fake it any more.

It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

It’s not easy to admit that I faked orgasms for years, but I’m tired of hiding.

Life is messy, relationships are complicated, and sometimes you have to speak up if you want change.

After all, men aren’t mind readers and, if you’re faking it, you’re just perpetuating the problem.

Communicating openly with my husband has been a game-changer and I hope more women will find the courage to speak up.

If my story can help even one person feel less alone, then it’s worth it.”

Names have been changed.