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 met a young girl today, she had just turned 18 and guess what? She told me she is in love. Oh, that first love is just brilliant, isn’t it? Takes me back to the time when Mr. Braganza and I had just started dating. I don’t want to call it the honeymoon phase because as far as we are concerned, it has never ended. But there was a time when we were a little too obsessed with each other. Staying apart for even a few hours was horribly difficult. Makes me laugh when I think of that first night Mr. Braganza showed up at my door. Yes, he just stood outside my house and called me. “I am outside your house, baby, and if you don’t come out, I am coming in!” he had said. My mind was blown when I ran outside to my balcony and sure enough, he was right there - sitting on his bike, with that stupid leather jacket he always wore and that irresistible smile. I remember thinking, You are in deep deep trouble Jenny.
I thought about it for a few seconds and then asked him to wait. To wait until my parents wrapped up dinner and went to sleep. Can you really blame me, ladies? That man, and his love, had me wrapped around his little finger. Opening the door silently was easy, the difficult part was getting my heart to behave. I sneaked him in and with slow steps, we made our way to my room upstairs. Good thing we had a duplex back then! I locked the door and looked at him “You’re stupid for doing this, you know!” I whispered. “The heart wants what it wants” he replied, enveloping my lips with his. All my anger at his recklessness disappeared within moments and I couldn’t think straight anymore.
“Can you not be mad at me? Let’s enjoy this!” he whispered as he bent down to kiss that sweet spot on my neck that he knew was my weakness. I sighed before throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him again. “What are you going to do?” I winked. My statement was both an invitation and a challenge. “You woman, are a tease like none other!” he said while picking me up and putting me on the bed. I had to control my urge to squeal loudly and just do with soft sniggers as he opened the buttons to my pyjama top. His lips drew a straight line from the top of my neck down to my navel and I enjoyed every tingle of his light beard.
It wasn’t until the morning when I heard the door shut behind my parents’ that we woke up and I thanked my stars that they always left before me and did not have enough time to check up on me. Years later, my parents did find out about this incident and they were scandalized to say the least! But it didn’t matter because now I had this gorgeous man in my room every night!
Lots of love and kisses,