hershumbly: tru2bkind: She had told him often she would use him. That she would take her pleasure fr
hershumbly: tru2bkind: She had told him often she would use him. That she would take her pleasure from him, not necessarily with him. She told him her satisfaction would be enough for him, that he would glory in it and forget his own. He thought he was okay with that, that it would be exciting. Deep in his mind he thought “How hard could it be?” After all she had never truly denied him, they would both be satisfied in the end. Then one day she did. She used him and let herself take from him just to please her. She teased herself on him, she calmed herself on him, she let herself go wild on him in all the ways that made her feel tingly and feminine and powerful. She allowed him touching and tasting and the sweet ,slick tightness of her body. What she did not do was allow his release. And the next day she did it again and the next day again. Until he lost count, until he was past his selfish needs. It was the hardest thing he had ever done, to control himself for her. To master his body’s instincts and surrender them to her. But somewhere in the middle of her rapture, it became his rapture too. Somehow her needs became his. He had lost himself in her pleasure and found himself in her release. That’s when he realised they were both right he did glory in it and they were both satisfied in the end. “He had lost himself in her pleasure and found himself in her release.” To be lost and found by her like this. Her needs becoming mine. The ultimate pleasure for both. -- source link