Ruben and I had a DO date tonight and it was our best one yet. He took me on many short sensational peaks during this date. In between one of the short rises, he moved his finger slowly in an arc along the crease of my clitoral hood and my body relaxed deeper into the bed. He then resumed steadily stroking as we dashed up another peak.
I felt the sensation swirl around the glans of my clit the instant he slowed down again, then gather into a stream of energy at the tip of his finger as I followed the next series of steady strokes. As he lightened up, slowed down at the top of one of those peaks and took me even higher I felt like I was soaring like an eagle.
It was fun to feel how he was leading me with his touch, stroke by stroke, the pressure light, his movements deliberate, his attention precise. I felt us being together going higher. I relaxed and kept my attention on my clitoris and felt his finger. Each stroke felt as if it took us up a stairway of steps, each a different size and length of stride. I no longer felt the weight of his leg over my abdomen, but his body was joined to me, both of us on this sweet ride.
My pussy felt full, plump with blood and I felt his intention to pleasure me. I was pleasured. He took me down just as deliberately as he had taken me up and said, “Now we’ve got some engorgement going.”Yes!
~Kathryn
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