My first orgasm in life taught me one thing – life is quite a pain 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!
Sorry to keep you waiting, cuties! But writing about it made me run back to bed for more. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, he was being a total devil. With one hand he gathered the satin away, while the other caressed my breast. He hadn’t even started when a moan slipped my mouth. But his mouth? It was slowly skirting my inner thigh, teasing me in anticipation of what was to come. That skillful tongue came dangerously close to my core, as I twined my legs around his shoulders. He nudged and poked softly with his tongue and he stroked an urgency that made no promise of mercy. And when that final wave of pleasure hit, I was no longer in control of my body. I came back to Earth when he slowly whispered in my ear “How did that feel, my darling?”
That’s all for now. I’ll be back with more of my sexcapades later, my dolls!