We didn’t talk about it too much afterward; it was more just something that would happen if we were really getting hot and heavy. My satisfaction was only from the anticipation from the first time we did it; the other times we would always finish with oral or the like.
Sexually frustrated Mormons and evangelical Christians alike have adopted “soaking” as the next best thing to premarital sex.
I was inside of her; it felt good; and sometimes we would kinda grind involuntarily.
It was torturous for both of us, but it was going as far as she could justify going.
I began to think she was unwilling to admit the loss of her virginity because I wasn’t the kind of man she wanted to lose it to.
That messed with me on a subconscious level and made me resentful.