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!
“Really?” I asked Mr Braganza with raised eyebrows when he put the book of sex, Kama Sutra, in front of me. “Really!” he winked at me. We spent the rest of the night looking through the book and laughing at all the positions that were in it… well, until, we actually started getting turned on. The intimacy of these positions in the book was really something. There were ways to connect your body parts that you couldn’t even think of. Mr Braganza’s hands slid up the hem of my dress and circled around my entrance. My lips found his with ease as we lay back in bed, with the book right next to us.
We chose a position called Shulachitaka which was basically me with one leg up on Mr. Braganza’s shoulder and the other spread out. Yeah, it got super kinky super fast! As Mr. Braganza’s fingers spread out my other leg, I smiled at the visible bulge of his pants…
As Mr. B bit the edge of my neck, I put one leg up on his taut shoulders. My years of yoga really helped to keep the position intact for a while. It’s a tough one, I wouldn’t lie, but there is another secret to it. With one leg up and the other spread apart, I could feel Mr. Braganza whole in me, like never before.
As he thrust with quick motions, I moaned in return. “Faster!” I groaned and immediately the intensity of his movements increased. Holding on to the bedpost I felt my back curve up in pleasure, like a cat who has just been scratched to satisfaction. His hands grabbed on to my hip and I felt a light spank as I grinned up at him. This man could drive me insane in all the right ways.
When we finally lay in bed, we were both sweaty and exhausted. “Do you want to skip gym and order in pizza?” I asked him “Always!” Mr. B replied. We were soulmates, in all sense of the word.
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