Remembering The Bachelorette Party
I finally got Doug to ask me to marry him, and I was ecstatic. I was over the moon happy. Then at one of my bachelorette parties we went to Las Vegas and at a male strip club I sucked on a dancers cock. He and I and my bridesmaids went to a back room and I let this total stranger, who was drop dead gorgeous fuck me. Then came the problem. I had two orgasms. The only way I've ever had one before was me fingering myself. I've never really enjoyed sex, I fake it and fake it well. I have never really liked sex as it's just nothing for me. It feels good but not like all my girlfriends say it is. Doug is no different, I fake orgasms with him. I move around, moan, groan, call to the heavens, even talk dirty, really dirty. He loves that and it makes him cum faster and we can be done. Doug never goes more than once in a session. The dancer made me orgasm twice, I actually went back in three days before the wedding and he and I went in the back room and did it again, and again . . . orgasm! Three times. I was begging him to cum in me, but he wouldn't take off the condom.
So now, I'm married, and once a month or so I get off by myself when Doug isn't around. I have no idea what it was with the dancer, what he did differently, he was big that's for sure, but Doug isn't small by any means. I almost got off a couple of times, imagining I was being fucked again by the dancer when I was riding Doug. Almost! I think about it all the time, and then Doug comes home and I am reminded that I am a terrifically unsatisfied wife. I never knew it before that dancer.
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