Sex and the Border City

Sex and the Border City

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Semi-autobiographical story about a somewhat psychic sex addict.
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Semi-autobiographical story about a somewhat psychic sex addict.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Thank You, Judy Blume

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 18, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 18, 2017

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Kurt Russell had briefly played for the El Paso Sun Kings, a minor league baseball team here in our border town back in the 1970's.  Or at least that’s what my mom had informed me one spring day as I expressed my undying love for him. Dreamily, I fantasized about the former El Paso Sun King as he paraded across my living room TV screen.  I was eleven years old. I figured, as soon as I was thirteen -a teenager, I’d be old enough to marry him.  I couldn’t wait to be a teenager and seemingly my body couldn’t either.  I got my first period the next day on my way to school.

My mom was pretty cool about the whole menstrual thing, considering I was the oldest of her three girls. She always tried things out on me first and then did it differently for the others. Being the first born, I was also the only one with a “normal” name -Allison Nicole Carmona. Most people call me, Alley.  My sisters, Ivy and Sky, were conceived during my parent’s hippie phase. But, times had changed since then, it was the early 80's -Disco still lived, sex was still free. It was an awesome time to be turning into a woman. I had read all the Judy Blume books and thought going through puberty would be the best thing ever! I had already done the whole touching of my special place thing. Judy wrote about it often, especially in one of her most salacious books, Deenie. It was what I had done the night before, thinking about being married to Kurt Russel.  For the longest time, I thought I had given myself my period by rubbing the special place too much.

I know what you’re thinking.  Eleven is too young to be having such sexual thoughts and feelings. Well, I am here to tell you that it’s not. I can’t even remember a time that I didn’t think about sex.  After I learned that I could make myself feel so good, I couldn’t wait to see what it felt like to have someone else touch me.  I knew that it would happen as soon as I turned thirteen.  In the meantime, I read all the Judy Blume books, eventually graduating to VC Andrews.

The rest of my elementary school days were uneventful. My mom gave birth to a baby boy, they named him Ricardo Carmona, Jr. Now, I wasn’t the only one with a boring name. I went on to Jr High School and finally turned thirteen.  When I was in the 8th grade, I started having night terrors alongside the wet dreams and that’s when it all started. I was addicted to love and afraid to sleep.


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