Trouble Testimonial Eleven
We were spending time in my new room. It’s a room in his house that I moved into at the beginning of fall. We spent a summer together that was magic and we decided the time was right to move forward into sharing more space and time together under the same roof. We sat in my room laughing and talking about our days. Ours spirits were both high and I was feeling more and more infatuated with him with every look and every smile. We were playful, I felt free with him, and despite the seasons changing it still felt like magic.
Because Ninja’s been thinking of starting a new fitness regime involving yoga and mixed martial arts he coyly suggests that I should learn jiu jitsu with him. He then proceeds to climb ontop of me and hold me down, demonstrating a number of positions like full guard and side control that we could play with together. I giggle, partially because the way he moves above me tickles, but partially out of joy. We roll around fighting out of one another’s grip while laughing and every time I press against him I feel tingles down my back. I know by the look in his eye that this exercise would lead to something sexual and I can’t wait so I do my best. I can’t help but feel like I’m either surprisingly good or he’s letting me win because he knows feeling powerful will encourage me to dominate him. After each time I position myself on top of him I smile and ask what’s next. “I just thought of another one” he says to me flirtatiously. I can’t tell if he’s making all this up as he goes along. “You have to climb out from under my arms and try and get yourself onto my face.” He’s definitely making this one up, but I’m determined to win. He wants my pussy in his mouth and he’s going to get it. Though I’m amazed at how strong of a hold he has on me. I twist and turn my body to try and get through his arms and I struggle until he encourages me to use my arms. I pull myself free and manage to get my knees above his shoulders. I sit back onto his chest and pull my leggings down in front of his face revealing my pubic hair. “Stick out your tongue” I command as I pull my tights farther down and drop myself into his waiting mouth. He looks up at me pleased that his little exercise in strength ended up with us both winning.
When I sit up he asks me if I remember the morning and how he made himself cum all over my face. How could I forget? He tells me he’d love it if I did the same to him sometime. To rub my pussy the way I do when I’m alone and to make myself cum all over him. It’s something we both want, but after removing my tights and rubbing myself over his tongue for awhile I struggle. I confess that it’s hard for me to cum when I sit on his face and he asks me what is best and I get onto my back. He smiles and moves in between my legs. He spreads me open and tells me how pretty I look as he moves in and rubs his tongue against my clit in the exact same way I was doing so with my fingers. I am sensitive to his touch and growing wetter and wetter. I ask him to put a finger inside of me and as he does my body contracts and I can feel that I’m building up to cum. He pulls back, admiring me and the way I respond to him as he rubs my clit fast. I want nothing more in this moment than to feel myself squirting into his palm and he knows it.
“Put two fingers inside of yourself” he commands, “and reach as deep as you can.” And I do, and can only just reach to where I can feel myself built up, but know I can’t go deep enough to do what he does to me. I confess that I can’t do it myself and that his fingers are longer than mine. “That’s right, and that’s why you’re mine.” he responds as he puts two deep into me and presses up against my g spot. It feels amazing and I smile and look him in the eyes because I know we’ve gotten to a point with one another where it isn’t a question of whether or not it will happen. We know each other’s bodies so well that he knows just how to touch me and I know just how to let go for him. “You want it harder don’t you baby?”. He presses down with his other hand just above my pubic bone as his fingers inside go deeper. I nod and he starts pumping his fingers into me faster and faster and with greater strength. I think of that feeling you get when you’re driving in a car really fast and you go over a steep hill. The way you feel it low in your body and how it pulls your abdomen towards your spine. I try to emulate it in my mind and with my body. I relax my pussy and give myself over to him and feel those butterflies coming back and he tells me to push and I can feel it releasing as he shoots the wetness up and all over my stomach and rubs it into my breasts. As he does this he calls me a filthy girl for making such a mess and I feel euphoric and can’t help but think about how much I love jiu jitsu.