Well my hubs still hasn’t realized that I found his Reddit porn account so I’m going to share more stories until he does.
This one’s short and wet.
When I [18] was in high school, I was dating a guy named Kyle [18]. Typical stupid high school teen couple. Except Kyle was a jazz pianist. And a really good one. I still can get wet thinking about how he could play my body like Mozart with those hands. God. Those hands. Long lithe fingers, strong yet light, and capable of infinite levels of pressure and patterns of motion and he could use both at the same time. He made me cum so hard with his hands I discovered squirting. It was embarrassing at first, but we loved it.
Of course I wanted him to touch me nonstop. Once in art class we were working with clay and I got dripping wet watching him shape a pot on the wheel, sliding his index and middle fingers on the wall and roll clay between his thumb and index and between his palms. I told him inasmuch and that evening he was kneading my tits in his palms, rolling my nipples in his fingers, and massaging two fingers along my gspot while delicately torturing my clit with his thumb. My mind exploded with the first orgasm and the rest was vaporized by the second. Jesus I’m wet now. Dammit.