I never thought of myself as a very sexual person. Raised strict Catholic and the second of six children, (obviously my parents didn’t use birth control), I wanted to save myself for the wedding night. My life was focused on being the best at everything getting straight A’s, being the principal player in the orchestras I played in, and winning, one award after the next. Education and success where my focus not men and sex. I also was desperately trying to prove to my parents that I was good and hoped that my achievements would earn their love and recognition. Sadly, they had their precious sons to dote on and their daughters were basically servants. I lost my virginity when I was 22 to a man that I thought was my destiny. He told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me and how much he loved me, it never occurred to me that he simply wanted to experience a virgin. Once he got what he wanted he turned cold and told me he couldn’t find his ON button for love anymore. Well sex for the first time for a virgin quite frankly is awful and painful, especially if the man is well endowed and not careful, which he was. I was heart broken and felt dirty and not worthy of anyone decent now as my one precious gift that I guarded for so long was lost to a cad. For awhile I withdrew into myself and mourned. After the mourning period was over I thought well now it’s gone so if the mood strikes I am “broken” in. Because my mother told me my entire life that I was ugly and only had brains to recommend me I decided to develop my wit and charm to make up for my lack of beauty. God must have noticed my mother’s cruelty and mercifully blessed me with a lovely set of DD breasts which in my younger years I hid from site under baggy sweaters. University completed and virginity gone, I moved out of my parents home to finally experience life on my own terms.
I kept my job as a waitress because I had so many friends at the restaurant and it was in a resort town full of fun and clubs. No matter how attractive my girlfriends were, when we would go out I always got the one I set my mind on. How? While my simpering beautiful friends would moon over the one they wanted batting their eyes and positioning themselves in the correct lighting, I simply walked right up to any of them and talked. I joked and flirted and they just couldn’t help themselves. It was the ultimate science experiment and a learning experience because I wanted to explore every aspect of my sexuality before I would ever have intercourse again.
Advantage #1 in the sexual playground: Played the French horn since I was 7 so I had an amazing set of lips.
Decided to see what they could do……………………………..
