Mom Taught Me Well

I developed early, starting period at the age of 10 and growing nice tits by the age of 11. When I was 14, my mother and I finally had a serious conversation about sex and relationships. We had the birds and the bees conversation a few years before, but this was more open and intimate. My mother told me, pretty bluntly, that it is a woman's duty to submit to her man and to satisfy his needs. Funnily enough, my mother was not really conservative or traditional, but I think she saw the world through her own desires and experiences, so that is how she explained it to me. She sounded very honest and experienced. I asked her did that mean my husband could have sex with me whenever he wanted, no matter what I say. She said yes. She told me that, even if I am not in the mood at first, my body will respond to a familiar touch, and I will like it soon enough. That women are wired that way. She told me that boys and men naturally crave that sweet hole between my legs, and that it would be so cruel and frigid of me to deny them pleasure.

I still remember how my heart started to race, and the dampness in my panties. Something about giving up my sexual agency to be used by my beloved, no questions asked, excited me. And the thought of men affecting women that way turned me on. Mom also told me that I should let my future husband do it without a condom each time, so we both feel everything. And that we would make a lot of babies that way. The thought of cuddling and kissing bunch of adorable little cherubs made my heart swell. At that time, I had a crush on a 17-year-old boy from our neighborhood. I asked mom that, if I married him, would he also have sex with me all the time, whenever he wanted. She smiled and said yes of course. That turned me the fuck on. I guess my mom could see that I got flustered, so she asked me if I needed some alone time. I said yes. She smiled, kissed me on the cheek and left. As soon as she left my room, I humped my plush teddy bear until I came, hard. I am 30 now, but that conversation stayed imprinted into my mind, and I think it really shaped my sexual desires and the way I feel about marriage.