The teasing is almost too much to handle. She knows what I want, but she’s not giving it to me yet.
She keeps doing this, stopping occasionally to squeeze my breasts and play with my nipples. I didn’t know sex could feel this great.
I’ve had the occasional fling and a few college romances, but nothing has compared to this. I’m certainly not inexperienced, but I feel like all of this is entirely new.
She reaches down between my legs and begins to finger me. Her other hand continues to explore my body.
The movement is so simple, but so electric. I always thought that I would be the best at getting myself off, but she’s pleasuring my body in ways I never have.
I try to take note of what she’s doing, but the sensations are completely overwhelming. I wonder to myself why nobody else has ever made me feel like this before.
I thrust my hips against her hand, wanting more of her. She obliges and I feel her fingers fill and manipulate me.
When I go to the BDSM nights at the shop, I’ve always been curious if it felt better. Now I know it does. It’s so much more passionate and intense.
I haven’t felt this way in past relationships. I haven’t opened myself up in those relationships either. I’ve always closed myself off.
After watching first-hand how messily my parents’ relationship fell apart, I knew I didn’t want that for myself. I wanted to be independent and take care of myself. I didn’t need to open up to anyone.
I made a few exceptions in the past, but no one has ever made me feel like this. I was comfortable with being alone. I thought that was my fate. Now Tiffany is showing me how much more you can feel with someone else.
I’m completely at her mercy. It’s a position I never thought I would be in.
Still, it’s just sex right now. Nothing more.
But damn is it good sex. Definitely the best I ever had.
There’s something more as well. I know it wouldn’t feel this good if there wasn’t more there.
I’m offering my body so wholly to her because I trust her. And I trust her because I’m feeling myself falling for her.
I like her. I like her a lot. And I desperately wanted her to make me feel just like this.
Now I’m getting my wish. And I’m about to have the best orgasm of my life.
She continues to finger me and play with my clit until I come. I feel the familiar knot of tension release as wave after wave of pleasure rips through my body.
It’s something that feels almost familiar, but I know it’s not. I’ve never had an orgasm this good in my life. I want to keep going, but my body is spent.
I pant heavily, laying on the bed after the orgasm. She gives me a kiss and undoes my wrists. They ache just a bit from where I pulled on the restraints. I rub them out of instinct. I sit up in bed and kiss her.
“That was amazing,” I say, breathily.
She kisses me back. “Now you can do it to me,” she says.
She turns away from me and bends over on all fours. She looks back at me and smiles. She looks incredibly sexy from this position. I have a fantastic view of all of her goods.
And I know exactly what she wants me to do.
I lean forward and begin to eat her out. She moans and grinds her hips against me. I use my tongue to tease her clit and add in some fingers to thrust in and out of her.
I can tell how much she’s enjoying this. I do my best to show her as good of a time as she’s shown me.
When she finishes, she finishes just as hard as I did. She moans loudly and her body spasms through the orgasm.
When she’s done, she falls on her side, panting. I cuddle into her. She wraps her arms around me, holding me.
I give her a kiss and she kisses me back. This kiss is just as passionate, but less urgent. We’re silently thanking each other for the good time.