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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!
“Relax, Jenny, it’s just me.” I looked at his eyes, dark brown and felt a little wave of warmth wash over me. My face still turned beetroot red, though, as he held my breasts tenderly in his hands. He started kissing my neck, which I suddenly discovered, is my sweet spot. We suddenly fell on the bed, all arms and legs, not knowing what to do next. How is it so easy and effortless in the books, I wondered. He continued kissing and I lay there not knowing what to do with my hands. “This isn’t turning out the way you expected, is it?” he asked kindly, stopping suddenly. I paused, “It’s just...I don’t know…I’m confused.” He kissed me again, more gently this time and said “No matter what happens, I’ll love you the same. It’s only sex, baby. It’s supposed to be awkward in the beginning.” His words worked a little and calmed me, maybe I was overthinking it. In fact, I’d imagined him naked so many times, I couldn’t wait to see it for real. And with that thought in mind, I moved my hands into his pants, greeting little Mr. B to let him know I was ready. What followed was awkward, sometimes clumsy; but, definitely memorable. They are right when they say sex brings you closer to your partner and that’s something Mr. B and I strongly stand by even today.
Want to know more about Ms. and Mr. Braganza? Come back tomorrow for more!