Like A Virgin

I found out a year 1/2 into my last relationship that my ex was a virgin.

This explained a lot.  Why his thrust was below average.  Why the thought of eating pussy was unknown and disgusting to him.  Why he was so judgmental and close-minded about sex and life in general.

I kept his secret to myself until after the breakup.  Faye was the first to know the truth.

She bout died laughing.  Even when I mention it now, she snickers at his status.  Its so embarrassing to find out after all those missed orgasms that I was being fucked (can you even call it that) by a virgin.

I hate being someone’s first. First real girlfriend.  First love.  First fuck.  First anything.

I am not a teacher and struggle at facilitating basic information.  Additionally, its almost impossible to teach anyone who thinks they know it all.  Trust me, a mediocre collection of porn and Sue Johanson are not enough to make your dick good.

Even experts can benefit from a lesson or two on how to please another.  Being good in bed with another chick does not guarantee an orgasm with the next.  Everyone is different.

All I wanted was for him to open the hell up and realize that sex is not only about procreation.  

A year into the relationship, I gave up.  I saw Deondre for the first time in a year and my eyes and legs were open.

I never physically cheated, but I wanted Deondre more than my ex.  Was willing to do more for Deondre than my ex, and began to realize that I’d give up all the purses, jewelry, paid bills to be with a man who could possibly dog me out and break my heart.