PLEASE NOTE: This post has a bunch of rambling paragraphs that lead up to the sexy stuff. If you want to just get to the sexy, I'll put a little note in when it's about to start. For the rest of you patient people, read on.
Here's a little bit of info: the premise for the Cheesecake Erotica was based off of real events. I do volunteer for the rugrats (i.e. middle schoolers) and the puberties (i.e. the high schoolers) at my church. I lead the worship ministry for the kids (which mainly consists of showing them how to play some simple chords and explaining what true worship is. When you start to dig into it, it's not just a bunch of boring songs and hymns sung by mediocre singers and songwriters). And I volunteer for some of the special events. One of the events I frequently help with is lock ins, which is where we basically have a sleepover for the kids at the youth building. They get to have a talent show and scavenger hunt and watch movies that we wouldn't ordinarily show in a "nice, pure, house of The Lord." Ya know, Avatar, Ninja Assasin, Sigur Ros's "Heima". Things like that. And we do many many MANY fun and exciting activities at paintball courses, mini-golf places, bowling alleys, laser tag, ect.
These are very tiring. All the adults (a minimum of ten people over 18) must stay up all night to keep watch and corral the kids. And as one of the younger and more fit adults, I participate in some of the more taxing events. For 16-18 hours. Overnight. Without sleep. After a long day.
So naturally I love it. It's great fun! And I love to see the look on the kid's faces when they leave. They're tired but very happy, which is heartwarming. I volunteered for one last week, when S. was in town. That way, I could stop by and crash at her place.
So I went to the church and set everything up and turned on the lights and blah blah blah talent show blah blah blah cleaned up popcorn blah blah blah movie blah blah driving blah blah S.'s place.
So I went into her room and tried to fall asleep in her bed with her. Note "tried". I really was too tired to get comfortable in any position. And she wasn't wearing a bra, and was wearing one of those soft, low cut shirts, and her boobs were plump, so every time I closed my eyes I was like "BUT THERE'S BOOBS RIGHT THERE! I WANT BOOBIES!" So that added to my insomnia. But in a good way.
So I was really tired. I woke back up after and hour or so and just spent most of the day kinda tired. S. and I ran some errands and such. Then in the afternoon we took a nap.
SEXY
STUFF!!!!
So we went into her bed and lied down, and after a while she woke me up. In her sleep, she was feeling around my waistband. Now, I thought I was still asleep, so I was like "Oh, this is gonna be a sexy dream!" So I kinda shifted and it woke her up, and within 30 seconds I had my pants undone and my boxers down and my cock out and I had S. rubbing it. I was sitting there thinking "Man, this dream is slower than normal but it feels so good!"
This went on for some time. She did a really good job! She would alternate between stroking my shaft, massaging the tip, and (something I LOVED)touching my inner thighs and balls. SOOOOO GOOOOD.
I also would love it when she would alternate between hard, firm strokes and soft little brushes with the tips of her fingers.
My favorite thing was when she had one hand stroking me sort of softly (not too hard) and the other wandering over my inner thighs, pelvic area, and balls. My whole hip area, really. But it would almost tickle, but give me intense arousal. I couldn't cum from it alone, but it added to my arousal and gave me a sensation that was almost too intense. It was right on the edge of what I could handle without having her move away. So strangely enough, my balls and pelvic area and thighs are just as sensitive as the tip of my cock, but in a different way. I doubt I could orgasm from it though. I'm envious of those guys who can orgasm from it. And God willing, I will be able to able someday! For now, I won't worry about it and enjoy my amazing sensations!
-A.
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