My first orgasm in life taught me one thing - life is dreary without good sex. And that's the mantra I've lived by, even after marriage. Now, I don't mean to brag but when Mr. Braganza and I take it, we take it to town! After much thinking, I've decided it's best to share my bedroom adventures with you all. Because good sex and great stories are never a bad idea!
I always imagined the first time I have sex to be magical. To experience mini fireworks exploding inside my body; to feel every sensation with an intensity that would leave me craving for more, aching in places I didn’t even know existed. And then, I had sex for the first time and all my naïve movie-like expectations were out of the window. Let me tell you, ladies, what Mr. B and I are like in bed, today, is because of years and years of practice. In fact, after my first time, I never thought I’d ever enjoy sex as much as I do now. What happened that night, you ask? Well, it started out perfectly, we booked a room and he had arranged rose petals on the bed with some slow tempo music in the background. I was floored; even though it was a little cheesy for my taste. We had almost perfected our kissing by now so that was great, too. But, as he unbuttoned his shirt and then removed my blouse, I felt my heart racing. I’d wanted this for so long. So, how could I have been so nervous now? Even unbuttoning his pants became a task. And then, he said…
Want to how Ms. and Mr. B's first time was? Come back in the evening to find out!