A MEMORY

I knew what he wanted...it was something he always enjoyed...but I think it's true about any man.

The night I met him he seduced me...I wasn't a virgin, but I was inexperienced. And even though he was basically bad news, he did teach me certain things...both good and bad.

He taught me that I shouldn't be ashamed to "take care of" myself. It wasn't bad to touch myself. To be honest, I'd never done anything like that before. He was very good with his hands, and he showed me how to be just as good. He liked to watch me, and I found that if I did the things he showed me, I could release of lot of pent up frustration. Plus the fact that when I did this for him, it made him very hard. The results soon after were very gratifying.

I have to admit...I liked sucking his cock. When I would take him in my mouth, his reaction to the way I took him was very pleasing to me. I loved the way he would gasp when I tasted him each first time...the way he would moan and whisper things to me..the way his hands held my head as he would guide my strokes...or how he'd hold me still as he fucked my mouth.

I loved the way he would tell me breathlessly how close he was...and as he came he would moan and thrust harder. I swallowed every drop he gave me, and this he enjoyed as much as what my mouth was doing before he lost control.

Unfortunately, like I said, he was not a good person when it came to relationships. But I'm glad I learned what I did from him.

I miss this. I like pleasing a man. It feels good to be thought of in a sexually satisfying way.

Besides, knowing that the moans and groans of such pleasurable acts (such a personal, private thing between a man and a woman) are because of something I am doing...makes me very hungry.