His fingers expertly teased and massaged my clit, moving against my useless wriggling, and within a few seconds he was bringing me to an orgasm that f...lled the room with my moans.His hot mouth moved across my neck until I was merely a shaky mess beneath him, incapable of doing anything to stop him from doing what he wanted to me without the use of my arms.“That’s it babygirl,” he whispered into my ear as if reading my thoughts, running a hand up my front and bringing me back so that I was. I couldn’t imagine anything better. That was until I met Tom. We locked eyes on one of my rare nights out and I knew that I was going to have him. Even with my naivety and inexperience with sex, I pursued him. I wanted him to be inside me and doing all those things I could do so wonderfully to myself, to me. He took me to his flat and I could feel the excitement rising, I was already wet with anticipation; before I’d even walked through the door. Petrified. We walked up the stairs, his hand. You tell me to find a table, as you need to go make a couple of phone calls to make sure everything is ready. I see you watching me from the door and I slowly uncross my legs so that you can see the tops of my stockings and what underwear Im wearing. A big smile appears on your face. You walk slowly over to me, never taking your eyes off of my legs, as you get closer i open them slightly wider before crossing them, teasing you all the more after giving you a slight glimpse. You sit down next. A little bit about Kappi. I had first met her in our freshman year of university and we had gotten on quite well. We might have even hooked up except for the fact that she had a boyfriend. Our sophomore year she had broken up with her boyfriend and we started hanging out, but nothing happened, despite the fact that we had a lot of sexual tension. I didn’t really see her again until later in my senior year. We went on another date where she at one point just leaned across the table grabbed me.