I had my first boyfriend when I was seventeen. I made him wait for quite a long time, but eventually the time arrived to lose my virginity. After it happened, I felt like it was a different woman looking back at me in the mirror; but I also knew that this was only the beginning. On the third occasion that we had sex, I was on the bottom but I was no longer inactive: my hands started to explore his body. I was familiarizing myself with the tightness of his skin, the width of his shoulders, the muscles in his neck, the touch of his hair. In the meantime, he took off my bra and buried his face in my breasts and lavished them with gentle kisses. He kept kissing, pampering, caressing, and nibbling on them endlessly. This siege on my senses, further enhanced by the touch of his hard groin pressing against my body, took me so close to the kingdom of pleasure that ever since then the mere thought of sex has always given me enormous pleasure. Perhaps it was due to the skill and attentiveness of my first boyfriend that I became familiar with the feeling of orgasm so early in my life. I count myself lucky, because many people experience it much later and only through a great amount of experimenting...
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