We spent time kissing and hugging in the water and I knew it was now time to push her boundaries. I held her hand and walked her out of the pool and had her sit back on one of the comfortable chairs by the pool. The chairs were wide and round and allowed you to slouch more comfortably than sit up, and so she did. I brought the other chair closer and sat in front of her. She was now curious, unknowing what was next. I sat back and I looked at her. She could see that I was still hard, and her gaze wanted to pull me over, but I was reluctant. She was not there yet. “What is it you want me to do?”, She asked. “Do you remember what I just did for you and where my finger inside you was touching?”, I asked. “Yes, it was amazing. I could not get enough of it until I couldn’t handle any more of it”, She answered anxiously. “I want you to take your finger and put it inside yourself and once you’ve gotten it wet, put a second finger in there and do the same. Just move them in and out until they’re completely wet. Use your middle finger and your ring finger and then slide down across the top until you feel a small little area, the one that drove you crazy. Once you find that spot, start gently brushing your fingers against it. Then take a finger from the other hand and find your clit. The place my tongue was touching and start making delicate circles. Adjust the pressure until you get exactly what you want. I want you to play with yourself and make yourself come while I watch. I’m going to sit back in the chair and stroke myself so you can see how you make me feel”, I instructed her. Reluctant at first, she inserted the middle finger from her right hand inside herself and jumped, startled and then exhaled deeply in pleasure. The sensation was both familiar and comfortable, and she was already more wet than she had ever been. The second finger went in and her arousal intensified. She rhythmically moved her fingers in and out until she was comfortable with the sensation and then began searching for her spot. In a moment, her posture tightened, and her breathing increased. She had found it.
Her breathing became more ragged and labored as she worked herself. She was now moaning at the pleasure she was giving herself. She remembered there was another step and then brought her finger against her clit sparking another jolt and increasing things inside her body to another level. It was an arousal she had never taken herself to. This was more than just maintenance gratification. It was pleasure, it was deep, and it was profound. Her eyes were closed; her gasps and her moans were exquisite and signaled she was in pure pleasure. “Open your eyes, watch me while you touch yourself “, I whispered. She opened her eyes to see my hard cock in my hand as I slowly stroked myself and massaged my balls. Her breathing intensified as did the use of her fingers on both hands. Things sped up for her. “Go slow. Make it last longer, don’t be in a rush to get there. Master your pleasure and master your orgasm”, I whispered. She slowed, but her pleasure remained intense. She neared another orgasm, and I asked her to just stop and hold pressure and allow the sensation to slowly dissipate. She reluctantly agreed but the sensation for her arousal only intensified. I continued stroking myself slowly and deliberately. My precum keeping me well lubricated. “Now start again and play with yourself just like you did before this time when you feel yourself getting ready to come, slow down just like I just showed you and then repeat that a few more times until I say that it’s OK for you to cum”. I was teaching her the art of edging. Showing her to master her orgasm and at the same time building her confidence that whether she was by herself or with a lover that she could always have some measure of control unless she wanted to relinquish it. We continued building and resting and building and resting until after the fifth time I finally said “let yourself cum. Let yourself explode”.
She continued towards her orgasm, finally arriving, and moaning out in release. An exclamation of its arrival. It was clear to see the intensity far surpassed passed anything before this moment. She was breathing heavy, deep and labored, but it was welcome to her.
She took her left hand, which had been working her clit and moved it up to caress her breast. It brought her both pleasure and relaxation. Comfort and arousal. She slowly withdrew her two finger fingers from her pussy. Her lips and engorged and wet. She looked at me inquiringly and I said “put your fingers in your mouth and taste yourself. Reward yourself. And remember that taste” it also brought her great pleasure. She held her fingers in her mouth, long enough for her tongue and her lips to extract every drop and when she withdrew them, she licked her lips to recover the additional sweetness. She smiled. And she sank back in her chair. I could see the taste of her orgasm pleased her and aroused her. She closed her eyes to enjoy the respite and laid back in the chair with one leg drawn up in pure comfort.
I had stopped stroking myself as she exploded, still wanting her, but knowing it was not time for her yet.
I stood up after she had a chance to relax and extended a hand. She grabbed my hand and locked her fingers, and we walked together, naked down the hallway to the bedroom. We paused at the edge of the bed, and I kissed her. This time without any prompting, she pushed her breasts against my chest and her hips against my cock. It was all desire, and now she had the confidence to express it. I guided her onto the bed and laid next to her, partly on top of her, kissing her and I repeated the scene at the edge of the pool, but this time lying in bed, first kissing her deeply and then her neck and then her breasts and nipples. Her arousal began to build again, and I took that as my queue to continue kissing down her stomach and down the inside of her thighs again. Her body was craving, desiring, and now rather than wait for me. She grabbed my head and positioned it in front of her clit and asked, “taste me, lick me, take me”. She was now commanding her destiny, her shyness, not even a vague memory. I conceded to her request and immediately went to work on her, inserting my fingers, and then applying my tongue and in a couple of minutes she came. Her hips arched up her back now off the bed and her hands, gripping the bedsheets as if her dear life depended on her, not letting him go. I didn’t allow the sensation to diminish but rather removed my head from between her legs and moved myself up, kneeling between her legs and taking the tip of my cock to start teasing the area between her lips and using it to tickle her clit. Her eyes were closed, but she knew what I was doing and it hyper intensified her arousal.
The moment we both wanted had now arrived. I slowly guided my cock inside her, feeling the tightness of a woman who had not had much sexual experience. It was arousing to me, erotic. It drew me in and made me want more. I slowly eased my cock inside her until it was completely in and then held myself there. Her gasps progressed to moans her hands tightened around the cheeks of my butt, and she was now gyrating her hips. I used this as my signal to start my rhythmic motion in and out of her. Her hips we’re now alive. Her hands pulling me into her harder and deeper and then relaxing to move onto her breasts to massage herself, arouse herself and pleasure herself while we fucked. We both exploded within seconds of one another, which was a feeling that was completely foreign to her. She pulled me tightly inside her so she could feel the head of my cock pulsing as I squirted my savory juices inside of her once and twice than three times until I was completely drained. She continued holding on. Her breathing labored but fulfilled as we rolled onto our sides, my cock still inside her to allow her more opportunity to breathe. We kissed, long and lovingly. After a few minutes, she could feel me softening inside her, and as I slipped out, she whimpered not wanting the sensation to disappear. We rolled onto our backs and just breathed my hand resting on her thigh my fingers gently brushing her skin. Her hands on her stomach feeling the sweat on her skin.
We laid there in ecstasy, enjoying the afterglow of our moments. The ceiling fan delivering heavenly breezes and the night slipping by. She looked over at me “I feel, complete. I’ve never had all of that in my 27 years. I want it every time I’m with someone. Can we do that again?”, She both confessed and asked. “Yes, but now you’re going to do the work.” I’m motioned her between my legs and had her kneel between them. I grabbed my soft cock and held it up and said “now take me in your mouth and make me ready for you. Show me how bad you want me. Lovingly arouse me, and at the same time, taste your sweetness as my cock builds up”, I said. This time there was no hesitation, she did as I asked. I offered suggestions and instructions to improve her technique which she accepted and became more aroused. This went on for several minutes until she had perfected her delivery. I was now erect again, but this time it was clear that she was enjoying what she was doing and didn’t want to stop. I knew that coming in her mouth at this point would turn her off, so it was not something I was going to allow her to do just yet. I was completely aroused by her and now wanted her. I stopped her and pulled her towards me. I led her to straddle me and said to her, “take my cock and slide yourself on it all the way down until your clit meets my shaft at the very bottom and then slowly start grinding”.
I held her breasts with my hands to create comfort for her, so they were not hanging there, causing her distress. I used my fingers to both pinch and caress her nipples to heighten her arousal. This went on for several minutes until she came and then came again and then came again. Each time not pausing but continuing to the next. We laid there for a minute, kissing and caressing each other and gently touching each other in appreciation and care. She was a different woman. She had arrived at a place that was no longer a part of her fantasies, and I was happy to have been part of that. I allowed her a few moments to relax and went to grab us both some chilled water. When I returned, she was sitting in bed, the very tip of her finger making small circles on the sweat that it pooled on her stomach, smiling. I handed her the water, and she took a long drink.
“You have spoiled me. You showed me that it’s OK to be a selfish as a partner. To want just for myself. I will never be just a sexual being for somebody else’s pleasure. If it’s not mutual, unless I want to tease my partner, then it’s not for me anymore. “, She said. “Stay tonight. Let’s hold each other after all we’ve done. In fact, if you like, you can give up your hotel room and stay here the rest of your stay, and we can do more of this. No pressure! Tomorrow is the Fantasy Fest parade and if you’re up for it, I have an idea for a costume for you and a different one for me. “I would love to. That would be lovely. Let’s sleep and tomorrow I’ll get my things and bring them over”, she said excitedly. She lifted the covers and slid herself underneath and held them up for me to join her. I asked her to tell me all the things she liked and the things she didn’t. She shared with me that it was all perfect. There isn’t anything she would never try again. She also shared that performing oral sex on me, tasting her cum on my cock was one of the most arousing things she had done in a long time. She confessed she enjoyed it and looked forward to more. Our conversation continued for a few more minutes until we fell asleep.
We slept hard that night, her dreams were vivid as I could feel her twitching as she laid with her back against my chest and my arms wrapped around her. She was content. Tomorrow would be a new day, and we would write another chapter to her story of discovery…
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