Thanks for the overwhelming support for my first story. I didn’t think I would be writing a part two this soon if it wasn’t for your words of encouragement. **[Part 1 can be found here](https://redd.it/b3c760)** in case you want a full background
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After our epic first night together, I saw Chelsea blossom into the world of sexuality untethered. Where she had hidden her deepest desires while with her ex, only letting a little bit of her repression at a time. She was now free to unleash the beast with me every chance she got. The security of having my own place plus my constant encouragement that her sexual desires didn’t repulse me like she believed they would. Every confession, no matter how deprived only got encouragement and joy from me. I respected her wishes to never talk about our bedroom acts outside of the designated safe zones. She saw my effort and trust grew in and out of the bedroom. Our public life was normal and healthy for a budding couple, but years of sneaking and hiding her sexual lifestyle from everyone made it difficult to have anything “normal” in the bedroom. Normal healthy sex was literally a foreign concept to her. How others experienced it and described sex to her, simply didn’t compute. Her subconscious Freudian ‘id’ could only translate these acts to something she was familiar with. What was familiar to her? Shame and humiliation. They had both been a cornerstone of her Catholic upbringing so it’s not that hard to understand how twisting their meaning can have adverse effects. In fact, another verb for ‘twisting’ something, is to ‘pervert’ it. Yup, the wires of her mind had been crossed along ago and it was her brain that perverted out a new way to process the concept of sex. This new way of thinking worked for her.