I’ve always wondered about my own sexuality. At times I liked to be the submissive and then times playing the dominant fit me better but neither completely satisfied me. I wondered what was wrong with me and why I was not quite satisfied in my love making with my partner. What is it that I needed and wanted? Why wasn’t it enough?
Then I had an opportunity to experience something that not only surprised me but excited me beyond my wildest dreams.
I had gone for a walk one evening when I wasn’t able to sleep and saw a couple in a park close to the water’s edge of a pond by the light of a full moon. As they kissed and held each other tight, I sank back farther into the shadows and silently watched. Pressing their bodies close to each other, I felt a warmth from within me an excitement stirring that I hadn’t felt before. Wanting to join in but yet...not. Passion brewing between them and feeling the heat building inside me, my own nerves tingling and that hot flow from within me starting to build, having a feeling as I continued to watch that I would have a climax as not before experienced.
He slowly was undressing her, teasing her every step of the way, as he kissed every part of her body he exposed bare to him. Sliding his hands over her, I could almost feel goose bumps forming over her in anticipation of his next move. His tongue slipping into her mouth for a long, deep kiss and running his hands over her voluptuous breasts. But...still he was completely clothed. Not letting her do anything to him just yet. I could almost read his intentions where he wanted her to be so ready, so excited, so wanting him. On and on he kissed and ran his tongue over her body. Down to her closely cropped pussy, his tongue sliding over her labia, around her clitoris back further to her anal opening. Licking and tonguing at her juices as she stood and shivered with delight.