It started out so similar to standard vanilla sex. He slowly stroked her body caressing, teasing, and his fingers light on her skin with an occasional pinch, or a nip. Her moaning was soft, as she tried to stroke his body, her hands running along his shoulders and upper arms. He was still dressed in his trousers, yet he wouldn’t let her hands stray below his waist. She moved to try to get up so she could touch his hardened manhood, but that is when the evening took a turn for the change.

He whispered, "No, you just lie still, don’t move."

She started to protest, and he stopped touching her and rose up and looked at her. "Are you arguing with me?"

She shook her head no.

He smiled "Good, I would hate to have to punish you so quickly." She wanted to touch and pleasure him, yet he wouldn’t let her, it was confusing.

She thought from her readings that she was supposed to do the pleasing, yet here he was pleasuring her with slow hands stroking he...

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