I’m married and I love my husband. His cock is fantastic. I can’t wait to ride it later tonight and cum all over it.
But sometimes I think about what I’d do if I was single. Who I’d do.
I dated my high school boyfriend off and on, even after graduation, but we never fucked. He was religious, and I was shy in my own right. Not too shy of course. We touched in public places, under blankets. Hormones often got the best of us. I took photos of me touching myself. Wearing short skirts with no panties.
By the time we were grown and having sex with other people, we were no longer romantically involved. Although he tried, once. Asked point blank if we could see what sex was like with each other now that we both had experience. I turned him down and now I think about that often with regret. I should have said yes.