First Sex... and More

AS ALWAYS, A COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY TRUE STORY:

Forgive me if this doesn't make the best reading material. I certainly have better stories to tell in the future, but seeing as I'm writing them in chronological order, this needs to be my second story. Also the events that occurred on this day played a pivotal role in giving me the sexuality I have today. I know guys like to read stories about girls in their early teens supposedly reaching their sexual awakenings, and they might well reach some sort of physical sexual maturity at that age, but it isn't until later when females really discover their true sexual identity. When they have sex because of intrinsic needs, as opposed to peer pressure, companionship or numerous other teenage reasons ? that's when they really hit their sexual peak, and that's what happened to me this day.

I was 27 when this day unfolded and it was such an important day for me, not because of one specific incident, but because of the numerous "firsts" that occurred all within 24 hours. It was the first time I had sex with 2 men in the same day, the first time I had a wet dream (or whatever the female equivalent is called), the first time I enjoyed watching porn, the first time I dabbled with exhibitionism, the first time I had anal sex, but I will remember it most for the first time I had sex with my future husband.

As I alluded to in my first story (First Blowjob), I was unhappily still living with my ex. Our relationship was now officially over, but I'd been with him for such a long time I was finding it difficult to finally part ways and actually move out. We were sleeping in the same bed but hadn't had sex for months, until one morning. I was asleep, in the midst of a very vivid sexual dream. To this day I can clearly recall the vision of myself in the shower with another woman. She was a beautiful blonde, and with my back to her, she was soaping me up all over, rubbing her hands over my boobs and then slowly between my legs. That was as far as the dream progressed because I had a full blown orgasm in my sleep. I'd never experienced such a thing just from dreaming (and apparently none of my girlfriends have either), but there I was coming out loud, and needless to say my ex woke up with a start.

Our relationship bonus veren siteler had deteriorated to the point that we were barely speaking, so it was embarrassing to say the least. But I was so overcome and turned on, I looked at him and said, "Fuck me." He said nothing; his expression didn't even change, but he took his shorts off as I removed my underwear, he climbed on top off me, and within moments was inside me. The whole time he just looked down at me as he thrust in and out, a look of disdain on his face. I'm sure he knew I was already seeing someone else, and it was almost as if he was begrudgingly giving me sex, just because he wanted to get laid himself. I didn't care though. I was just so horny, I needed it, even if it was from him. But then he came, pulled out, expression still unchanged, and said nothing. He just put his shorts on, and left the room. I lay there for a minute, emotionally and sexually unfulfilled, thinking what a total asshole he was and decided that really was the nail in the coffin of our doomed relationship. I showered, put on a sexy summer dress, with no underwear, and within 15 minutes I was at Francis' house.

When I got there, he was watching some old porno with his roommate Bob. He lived in the typical bachelor pad, with a steady diet of fast food, beer