Growing Up, Losing My Virginity & Married Life

I suppose that my life story is not the normal way to get from “there” to “here”. But here goes...

I was born and raised in a town not too far away from Kiev in Ukraine. I have six broth*ers and one s*ister and two parents who sacrificed everything for us. My Dad worked for the government and his wages weren't really quite enough to support my Mom and eight k*ids. Maybe they would have been if my parents wanted all of the f*amily to remain in the old country. But they wanted us to get the best education possible and to learn English and live in a more modern society.

So my Mom, who is first and foremost a Mom and a wife, was also a prostitute while we were growing up to help make ends meet. She wasn't a streetwalker. Dad would discretely invite gentlemen who he knew to come over to our house to have sex with her. Maybe two to three times a week men would show up and go upstairs to my parents' bedroom and do it with Mom.

Neither Mom or Dad tried to hide that from us and they told us exactly why they were doing it. That is, like I said, to help support the f*amily. And everything worked as planned. My s*ister (another “mail-order bride” and two years older than me) is living with an Aussie in Australia. Four of my b*rothers live in the United Kingdom, another b*rother lives in South Africa and my other b*rother lives in Canada. Mom, of course, no longer works as a prostitute.

As for me, my parents also lined me up with the agency that connected my s*ister with her husband. The expression “mail-order bride” sounds too cold. Nobody ordered anything. My future husband and me corresponded long-distance between America and Ukraine for two years by exchanging emails and pictures and talking on the phone before we actually met at my parents' house.

Back then I was still a virgin. At first my future husband and I wanted to keep it that way until we actually got married. But we kicked it around and decided it was important to know each other in that intimate way before tying the knot. So we told my parents about our decision and they graciously supported us and we took a hotel room in Kiev for two whole days to have sex.

Of course it was a little scary being that I was a virgin. But my future husband didn't put any pressure on me to perform. He just told me to relax and he would take control. I think (well I know because he's told me) he was very excited to deflower a virgin. When he pulled down his pants his penis was completely erect and that was the first penis I had ever seen in either real life or pictures or anywhere. I can still see that crazy hard penis in my mind's eye today and, yes, it felt wonderful inside me!

So I knew my technique wasn't that good at the hotel. But my husband liked that I took instructions well and was eager to learn. And I liked how he ate my pussy and asked me how I liked that done to me. We vowed right then and there to always do our best to satisfy each other's sexual needs and wants and we've remained true to that vow today.

I think that now we've tried pretty much everything with each other. I can't think of anything we haven't done. We have our favorites though. That would include oral sex, tying me up, anal sex, handjobs, mutual masturbation and rough sex. My husband is even starting to enjoy me fucking him with a strap-on.

I'm so horny when he comes home from work each evening. Usually my k*ids are around somewhere but I tell my two oldest daughters that it's “Mommy and Daddy time” and they watch over our two young boys while we go upstairs to the bedroom. Then I drop to my knees and give my husband a blowjob and after I get him hard I practically pounce on him and ride him good until we both orgasm. Then we go downstairs and I make dinner for the f*amily.

We've never cheated on each other. I'm sure he hasn't and I know I haven't. He's the only man I've ever had sex with. But that doesn't mean I don't masturbate about other men. I like to go into stores and take sneaky pictures of men who turn me on and then I go home and get naked on our bed and masturbate about them fucking me.

Now I do have a girlfriend. She's a few years younger than me. Her name is Leticia and she's half black and half latina. She is a lesbian. We get together maybe once a week. My husband likes to watch Leticia and me while he strokes himself. After that he's really horny and sometimes he fucks me right in front of Leticia. I wonder if she's really a true lesbian because she loves to watch.

Usually on Saturday night my husband trims my bush. It's best that he does it because he can get at those hard to reach and see places. I also, what you call it?, "manscape" him. I don't like pubic hair on his balls when I suck them. My husband always gets a really big erection when we do this. I'm not sure if that's normal.

We all have our specialties and mine is the handjob. Not meaning to brag, but I can bring my husband from total softness to shooting cum in two minutes if I want to. But usually we take our time. I start out by getting on my knees in back of him and reach around to stroke his penis while I gently lick and suck his asshole. Then I turn him around so he can look down at me and I keep stroking while I put his balls in my mouth and a finger up his asshole. Maybe I take his balls out of my mouth and talk dirty to him or titty fuck him too. It isn't long after that until he sprays my face really messy with cum. Or I point him down and he soaks my bush.

Maybe my life story isn't so strange. Maybe this is how most marriages are. All I know for sure is that I'm so grateful for my husband and for our marriage and for bringing me to America. I will do absolutely anything for him anytime and anywhere. And he will do the same for me. I think we next might share each other with others. As long as we're not sneaking around on each other I think that would be very fun.

Yelena