Here are 7 life lessons from my 30s. Important and honest truths I learned from age 30 to 40. I hope they resonate with you and inspire you to keep on the path to becoming the person you want to be.
I’m 19 and I lost my virginity when I was 16. Been in 2 relationships and had 2 sex partners. Always wanted someone with my sex drive(it’s high), bigger than a 5-inch penis and someone who is big and masculine who would dominate me and make me feel like a woman.
So when my last relationship ended 6 months ago, I wanted to find someone to have fun with. I got a few dating apps and the game was on! So a few weeks in, I get in touch with 2 guys. It was a duo account and for me, it sounds awesome, exciting and scary.
A few weeks more and we meet for lunch. It was chill, fun and I was having loads of fun! Two big older guys, with experience, fit and the equipment was big they told me. I told them my story, what I wanted, why I wanted it and they were fine with me. I wanted it to go slow and to them to give me 100% attention and to fuck me in a few different positions.
The night came, I’ve talked to them and been with them a few times so I felt like I knew them.
So we all got nude, kissing, touching. they gave me oral, and one guy wanted to eat my ass. so I tried that too. Was actually decent.
So we started to fuck, one in doggy and the other I gave a blowjob. Here I started to feel bad. I felt like a slut, a bad one. It felt like my vagina was getting ruined and my mouth dirty. They where 7 and 7.5 inches with a good thick stick, so it was good. my body felt good, it gave me the feeling of getting fucked and I came two times. But the feeling was inside my head, stomach, and heart. I wanted to tell them its fine, I think I’m done. But me moaning and loving the dick made me not say it and just let them fuck me.
They both came inside me a few hours later, we talked and they left. Now I’m here with a terrible feeling inside me and a vagina that wants more. I’m torn and I’m not sure what I want or to think. I don’t think ONS is for me, but the sex was for me. I can’t wash the dirt off me yet I want to text them.
is it just me? yes, it is, but will it get better? is it always this hard the first time? or is ONS just not for me and long term relationships is? I know I want to explore, but I don’t? feels like I don’t know myself.
Thanks for listening
My parents and I were watching TV together before going to bed, this was typical. My mother was usually somewhat drunk by this time from sipping wine so occasionally me or my dad would help her inside (the tv room was in the backyard and you had to walk outside up some steps to get to the house). I was slightly annoyed with my mom for reasons I cannot remember. My dad got up to go to bed so I followed not wanting to be left out there with my mom. Both my dad and I were brushing our teeth when we heard a loud noise. We nonchalantly went outside to find my mother laying on the ground at the bottom of the concrete steps. She was unconscious for about 30 seconds, so we took her to the hospital. She was in the ICU for about week with the nurses telling us she was getting better and there were no serious damages. We then got a call she was brain dead and had to come to the hospital to give permission for them to take her off life support. How did this happen? I thought they said she was going to be fine. My mother died a day later while in a surgery donating her organs. My biggest regret in life is neglecting to help her into her bed that night, if I had she would still be alive.