So, a few years ago, when I was in college, I knew this girl. We'll call her Rain for the sake of protecting the not so innocent. Rain was a great girl, but did she ever throw me for a loop one night.
See, Rain and I had been lovers for a couple of months. She wasn't what I would consider a girlfriend. More like a fuck buddy. She was good looking, about five foot three or four, dark hair, dark eyes, small pert breasts. Like I said: attractive without being hot.
For some unknown reason, I hadn't been able to make her orgasm. Not that I actually cared that much. I mean, yeah, I understand a woman needs to get off every now and then, but hey...this was about me.
Our third time in bed, she told me she liked pain, so I did everything I could think of to cause her that delightful bit of pain that would take her over the edge. I spanked her. I bit her. I gave her massive, nasty looking hickies. Nothing worked. It was enough to give a guy a complex.
Then, one night, the night of the really bad storm, she called, telling me she had figured it out and that she would be over soon to have me take care of it. I couldn't wait.
She showed up at my door, looking like a drowned cat. Her makeup was a mess, her hair hung down in strings and she was shivering. I brought her inside and took her in to take a shower to warm up. I stayed with her while she warmed up, sitting under the spray of my shower.
"Fallen," she said, since for whatever reason, that was what she called me. "I need you to do something for me."
"What's that, kitten," I asked from my spot on the bathroom floor. She didn't like me calling her 'kitten' but I didn't like her calling me 'Fallen' either, so it evened out.
"I told you I figured out why I couldn't...you know..."
"Orgasm," I finished for her.
"Yeah."