Over the last week or so I've had a great time writing about my time dating this sexually repressed woman and how insanely hot it was to break down her sexual barriers one by one. I'm sad to say I'm just about out of stories about her… but this final (or maybe penultimate) installment might be my favorite one yet. If you want to read the rest of the stories for some background, here they are:
Making her beg / Making her squirt / Eating her out
We'd been dating for ballpark five months, and the sex continued to be phenomenal. I kept pushing the boundaries, she kept resisting and eventually caving in. I came to realize that she loved the process of being corrupted as much as I loved being the corrupter– she was a sub to her core and came the hardest when she was being "forced" to do something that she felt was degrading or wrong. The hottest part was how she'd always end up begging for it– watching this nice Catholic girl implore me to choke her, to call her a whore, to make her squirt– those times remain some of the hottest memories of my life.