He was a new neighbour on the street, and the attraction was instant. Trouble is, I'd met someone earlier that week who could easily have been my next husband. He was sweet and kind, and dumb as fuck, which was fine, because he wasn't there to dissect the Middle East with me.
His dick was thick and wide, and it showed me that girth matters much more than length.īruno and I met through a mutual friend at some random pub run-in, and we'd been hooking up casually for a month. Think "movie sex": being thrown on to the bed, held up against a (shower) wall. Stout in stature, which I never realised translated to strong. Night 1 - He was here for a good time, not a long time.īruno, my first Italian soccer stud. That was kind of the point.Īnd that’s how I came to blow three guys on three consecutive nights. Yeah, it was all risky as hell, and not at all like the good girl who got her education and then married young and did everything a good girl should do. I could have his cock in my mouth for an hour, and swallow, and love it, and not want to ever hear from him again. I could have a guy in my bed, in my ass, at midnight, and not know his last name. I could ignore a text from them and not feel rude or guilty. You could be demanding and selfish and usually, he liked it like that.)Īnother thing I learned is that I could fuck someone and not think about them again. (Those dudes were actually the best fucks, because no one was restrained by inhibitions – there was no judgement because there was no friendship. I learned that I could have sex with someone I wasn’t in love with – and, occasionally, whose presence I barely tolerated. Three months into my own personal root revival, I had in fact, much to my surprise, learned a lot about myself. I’ve always had a ridiculous sex drive, and I’d been deprived. ‘Try’ lots of different types of men, because I needed to ‘find out what I really like’. I decided to date as much as I wanted to. So when I divorced him at 35, I had to make up for some lost time. I was a virgin when I met my husband at 18.