“Oooh God, yeah,” she moans as her head falls back. “Nice and gentle.” Her lips separate as she gasps once, twice, three times and then bucks against my fingers. “Now move your fingers in that same position but as if they’re riding a bicycle.”
I move my fingers inside her slowly and she moans a little louder. “Yes, Oh my God, yes. Just like that. Now press your thumb against my clit until I come.”
Press on the clit…
Okay…
With my…
Where exactly is the…
Hmm.
If I were a clit where would I be?
Is it down here near my other fingers?
Yeah…inside her, I think.
Has to be.
Wait no. That can’t be right.
Why would she tell me to use my thumb if I already have fingers inside her?
Isn’t it at the top somewhere?
Here clitty clitty…
Oh fuck. Don’t be stupid Bodhi.
She’s naked and waiting.
I’ve got to give her the clitty clitty bang bang or I’ll never be able to look her in the eyes again.
Fuck, I should’ve looked at a diagram before tonight.
Why can’t I find this thing?
Why is it such a mystery?
Thank God the guys aren’t here to see this.
“Here,” she says softly, her hand grasping mine. She places my thumb on top of a small mound just under her pubic bone. The moment my skin makes contact she gasps. “See? Just like that. You’re doing great. The trick is to not stop touching her clit no matter how much you’re turning her on. The clit is where the nerve endings are. You find her clit and she’ll be putty in your hands, Alan.”
“Like this?” I ask, coating my thumb in her arousal and then rubbing it over her clit in small circles.
She gasps a breath and nods. “Exactly like that. Fuck! Please, whatever you do, don’t stop.”
For extra bonus points, I lean down and pull her nipple into my mouth again and she cries out, bucking against my hand.
“Yes! Fuck! Yes! Please, Alan!”
“God, You’re beautiful like this.”
She moves across my cock as she rides my fingers and it’s all I can do to keep breathing as my cock presses firmly against the seam of my pants.
Fuck, I’m not going to last like this.