I Was Raised Around Women And Prefer To Be Around Women

I grew up in a college town environment, a small college where my mother teaches Philosophy. She home schooled me until I went to the seventh grade, and she went back to work. I enrolled in an all girls' school for middle and high school. I never talked to a boy other than to say hi and bye. Boys never interested me, I had several deep crushes on schoolmates and once on a teacher. I experimented early, in the ninth grade and became seriously active sexually after that, My choice of sex partner is taller, athletic, and more dominant than me. My high school crush and girlfriend played lacrosse. Long legs, small bust, tight butt, symmetrically attractive face, long hair and clear eyes. If you don't get wet over her your are probably straight.

The first encounter I had with a guy was after college. He was drunk, stood on the table and wagged his dick around. I thought how insignificant it was, why do girls get so wet over dick? But I suppose the first time you see a pussy there isn't much to see, it's all between your legs, that's why girls have to spread their legs to let their lover appreciate them more. I admit that I am 100% a pussy girl. I don't like it too bushy, I like it defined, I do get a visual pleasure from a nice looking pussy, I am not one that likes a girl bent over with her legs apart, or laid back with her legs pulled back giving birth. There's a place for that, but not in the love sack.

When my college girlfriend and I broke up it hurt very much. It sent me into a spin, I couldn't tell top from bottom or left from right. I cried. I was an emotional wreck. After three years she called me and told me she thought she wanted to get married and have a family, but she was still in love with me and she just couldn't marry a guy. Basically, I had to ask her if she was proposing to me. She said she was, if I would take her back. I don't really know how to people measure time, but I am sure that the time it took for me to say yes was shorter than a second. I am, was, and will always be in love with her. She wore a white suit and I wore a traditional wedding gown. I changed my name.

During the three years that she was away she had sex with several guys. One of them was her boss at work, she became his lover. She told me that she felt good when he climaxed in her and loved to climax under him. I should try it. For the record I haven't. I did watch her once, her boss came to see her after we got married and she asked if wanted to join them and as far as I got was watching her. I got very wet and went into my own orgasm, I had my hand between my legs. It was very erotic, and this time I saw a dick in action, thrusting into her and when he climaxed I watched him tighten up to deliver his semen in her. I can see why she likes having him climax in her.

When we are ready he has agreed that he will be happy to help her, or me for that matter, get pregnant. We'll have to see about that.

So in closing, I grew up only around women and I am totally geared to women and I don't have the patience to deal with men. The closest man ever is my wife's boss and lover. I am the voyeur when they have sex, my pleasure comes from watching her and I can almost always reach an orgasm, with a little help from my fingers or sometimes my vibrator.

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by Anonymous on Oct 16, 2022 at 4:34 PM

Geez, My experience was similar, but I grew up as the only guy in a home full of women. When I hit puberty around age 12-13, I was surrounded by a sister15, a cousin 16, along with my mom and my "aunt" who was my mom's lover. I was constantly fighting those awful teenage boners looking at bouncy boobs and asses in nightgowns or sometimes even less. Sometimes my " Aunt" would come walking out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel with her boobs spilling out and just smile a me. The two older girls would hold me down while wrestling with me and then laugh at my hard cock poking out of my boxers. I spent a lot of time jerking off in the shower.

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