outside the door. His bedroom was located on the first floor just outside the living room. I bit the pillow instead as his pump continued to prime my well. The gusher was close and we both new it. Without hesitation my boyfriend pulled his erection free of my gripping muscles and splashed his excitement all over my stomach well up to my breasts. My orgasm occurred as he ejaculated on my glistening skin. Of course, as it is with those of us struggling with what we had been told about the sins of pre-marital sex, the guilt and shame followed shortly after. Instead of feeling blissful and satisfied, I was terrified that my first foray into unprotected sex would have a very complicated outcome. It didn't help matters that for the next week my period was late. My boyfriend was perfect about the thought of pregnancy as we discussed getting married. But then my period arrived about 6 days later than it should have and I announced to my boyfriend on a Wednesday with my dental assistant uniform completely unzipped showing off my light blue underwire push up bra and Wednesday panties. It was quite a few months before we repeated our performance at which time we had become engaged and no longer worried quite as much about any unexpected pregnancies. However my scantily clad exposures in public venues continued of which some do deserve special mention. A few of the more notable I will share with you next time. Also, what is it about being slapped on my posterior that makes my whole body tingle? Exposed Ch. 07 Before I share the exhibitionist details of my married life, I do have some notable exposures that 'bare' (mispelling is intentional) mention. First honorable mention that I neglected to write about is what may have led up to the taking of my boyfriend down into the basement and essentially performing my first hand job.(See chapter 4) I had stated that I wasn't sure what caused my impulsiveness to make him squirt.
outside the door. His bedroom was located on the first floor just outside the living room. I bit the pillow instead as his pump continued to prime my well. The gusher was close and we both new it. Without hesitation my boyfriend pulled his erection free of my gripping muscles and splashed his excitement all over my stomach well up to my breasts. My orgasm occurred as he ejaculated on my glistening skin. Of course, as it is with those of us struggling with what we had been told about the sins of pre-marital sex, the guilt and shame followed shortly after. Instead of feeling blissful and satisfied, I was terrified that my first foray into unprotected sex would have a very complicated outcome. It didn't help matters that for the next week my period was late. My boyfriend was perfect about the thought of pregnancy as we discussed getting married. But then my period arrived about 6 days later than it should have and I announced to my boyfriend on a Wednesday with my dental assistant uniform completely unzipped showing off my light blue underwire push up bra and Wednesday panties. It was quite a few months before we repeated our performance at which time we had become engaged and no longer worried quite as much about any unexpected pregnancies. However my scantily clad exposures in public venues continued of which some do deserve special mention. A few of the more notable I will share with you next time. Also, what is it about being slapped on my posterior that makes my whole body tingle? Exposed Ch. 07 Before I share the exhibitionist details of my married life, I do have some notable exposures that 'bare' (mispelling is intentional) mention. First honorable mention that I neglected to write about is what may have led up to the taking of my boyfriend down into the basement and essentially performing my first hand job.(See chapter 4) I had stated that I wasn't sure what caused my impulsiveness to make him squirt.