This all happened a looong time ago, back when I was 20. I was living in my first solo apartment and was finally in a steady enough relationship as to where I could deeply explore sex. My girlfriend at the time was 18 and in her first semester of college. Her mind and person was extremely malleable, but I had no idea just how malleable.
We had been sexually active together for about a month, but it had been full of those awkward first encounters where we were both too nervous to enjoy it, and way too inexperienced to blow each other’s mind. We still enjoyed each other all the same though.
Well. For the most part.
I was really starting to learn her body. I knew her right nipple was extremely sensitive, only second to her g-spot, the location of which was second nature to me at that point. I knew that if she was having trouble getting wet, all I had to was press myself against her back and breathe on her neck. With the combination of all this knowledge and us getting more comfortable with each other, I was able to make her cum over, and over, and over. At first it was exhilarating. I get off on getting my partner off. I don’t finish until you do. The feeling of you clenching tighter and tighter around my cock until you flood my pelvis, feeling your insides spasm and twitch, your sharp gasps for air and your nails digging into my back… it’s euphoric. But at some point, I too need my release.