Last updated on 2023-03-07 at 19:54 pm - Estimated reading time 00:04:14
“Did she anticipate the feelings she lit in me? I may never know, however, she gladly let me curl up against her, one evening when my desire was a little stronger than usual. Many times I would have liked to give up this stupid challenge, and indulge in this simple solitary pleasure. However, then I should have confessed my defeat to her at the very minute I would have felt overwhelmed by the sexual relief I was now craving for.
“So, this is how without even realizing it, I started to satisfy her. Still a virgin, I had never been with a woman either and it was awkward that I ventured against her delicate curves. My whole body was buzzing with desire and despite the stakes of this challenge, I had the wild hope that by satisfying her she would eventually allow me to cum. However, night after night, while with a now expert tongue, I had pushed her several times beyond ecstasy, she always liked to embrace me and hold me against her, my face smeared with her love juices, leaving me cruelly unsatisfied each time.
“Everything in me was upset and my certainties had become anxiety as the inextinguishable desire that was burning in me was altering my reasoning. One evening, when after several weeks of effort, we had just finished our painting work, she decided it was time to take advantage of the summer. So, after taking special care to shave me, she opened her dressing room and asked me to find something simple to go out. I’ve always been taller than most girls my age too. After a few unsuccessful attempts, I finally put on a light summer dress that came up to mid-thigh.
“Her house was secluded from the main road tucked away in the hills, and as we walked down the little dirt road into the village I felt like I was coming back to life. With incredible acuity, my head spun with the noises, the smells of the city and above all of this pleasant feeling of warmth which went up along my body when the wind from the sea rushed through the alleys that we crossed.
“We had a good time in a small restaurant on the church square where she invited me to discover the Esgarraet, a local culinary specialty, accompanied by a little white wine. The atmosphere was festive. After finishing our meal, we strolled through the streets on the road to the beach.
“Towards the end of the evening, we sat for a long time on a public bench to enjoy the fresh air coming in off the sea while observing with a distracted eye, the spectacle of the moon rising over the Mediterranean Sea. She asked me if I appreciated the transformations she had initiated in me and if I had noticed how much in a few weeks she had molded me into an object of desire, how mentioning eyes of the whole restaurant had been focused on me.
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