My First Time...

My cousin brought me to The Club. I just happened to tag along one day. She gave me hints on what to expect. But boy did she have a gift for underestimation. It was a place of wonders and delights. Sex, drugs, booze, laughs it was all so intoxicating. I watched her for a while. I saw how much delight she experienced interacting with the other patrons and the celebrities. I wanted some too.

I wasn’t sure exactly what to do or what to say, so I sat there with this dumb look on my face for longer than normal...just staring at nothing in particular but thinking hard about what was about to go down. I mostly thought about my next move... Me and cuz had some different tastes though . I didn't feel comfortable doing those things that she was doing. So I wandered off to do my own thing in that den of delight.

That first time, I had a lot of internal nervous conversations with myself. Boy did I beat myself up about those nervous jitters...lol. Mostly because…hellllllo…people do this all the time, so why was I acting like it was such a big deal ya know? That’s what I kept asking myself, but the truth is that I wanted it to be this magical, special and intimate affair. I didn’t want it to turn into this forgettable or regrettable ordeal. More importantly, I did not want to waste my time.

My first time was rather lonely...there was no magic to it...and no intimacy at all. It was just me and my two "girlfriends" at it all the time. A few times a day in fact. But that got old. Because I did it without even getting naked! So robotic were my movements. It was more important that I get the mission accomplished, so I could keep it moving and relax later. I could get naked once the stigma of being a first timer was removed...that's what I thought back then anyway. But the emptiness of it all drove me away for a time.

I decided that I would try to recapture the magic that brought me to The Club. Then SHE found me. I remembered her from before I stopped hanging at The Club. In her warm and easy way she assured me that things could be as I imagined them. She let me know that my newfound experiences would be as wonderful as I imagined them to be. If I would just let it all hang out.... often... She even showed me her new membership at The Club. I just knew that I was gonna have a WHOLE LOTTA fun with this gal at The Club! Had me doin' it like a newlywed!

This is of course about my first experience blogging folks! What was yours like? Was it even a big deal?

Coauthored by Opinionated Diva (again)