About 10 years ago, I moved to a new state for a job and went on all of the dating apps trying to meet people. I met one woman, Rachel, who was about my age, and we hit it off through text and on a first date at a local casual restaurant. She was short, about 5'0", with great curves, voluptuous, a wide smile, auburn hair and beautiful brown eyes. She was very sweet and, as I quickly learned, very kinky. She was involved in the local link scene in her area and I found it easy to open up to her about what I enjoyed.
One night, she came over to my apartment and we started watching a movie. She had taken off her shoes and she asked me to rub her feet, knowing what it would do to me. She had really cute feet. Small of course, but fitting for her stature. She seemed to be enjoying the massage as we continued to watch the movie. I got more and more turned on and finally started to kiss her. We continued to kiss, more and more passionately, as we started to strip clothes off.
When we were both naked. I got on top of her and she started to tickle up and down my sides as I tried to enter her. The more I tried to get inside her, the more she tickled and made me squirm and miss, so to speak. It became a game for her and I could tell she was loving it. On a side note, she was not ticklish at all, so this was very one-sided. She tickled my sides and under my arms as I wiggled and laughed and tried, desperately, to start having sex.
She then rolled me onto my back and mounted me, but the tickling was not done. She now had full access to my belly and started to scribble her fingers over me as she rode me. She stopped tickling with her fingers and one point and actually used her fair on my chest with the lightest of touches. It ticked, but only served to somehow make me even harder as she continued to ride me.
Finally, she started thrusting hard in a certain way and I could tell she was losing herself in the fun. She matched her riding me with the most intense, ruthless tickles yet. She tortured my stomach, my sides, my armpits, my neck, anything she could reach ... all without stopping her relentless fucking. It felt incredible. This woman knew what she was doing in bed, and she definitely pressed all of the right buttons as she tickled me mercilessly. I exploded like a volcano inside her. She did not seem to notice. She stopped tickling and fucked me even harder until she tensed and came hard. She slowed to a stop, smiling at me.
"Did you cum?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah I did," I said, laughing.
"Oh, sorry!" she said. "I was just moving in a way that I knew would make me cum."
"Well, it worked for me too!" I said.
We did not work out as a dating item, but we have remained good friends to this day. She is one of the few people who knows about all of my fetishes and desires, and I feel lucky to have her in my life. I moved away, and we are both with other people. But we still talk about kinky things and she just introduced me to a friend of hers who is interested in exploring virtual play with me. Maybe someday we can all get together for some in-person fun. Either way, that's a memory I will have for a long time.
One night, she came over to my apartment and we started watching a movie. She had taken off her shoes and she asked me to rub her feet, knowing what it would do to me. She had really cute feet. Small of course, but fitting for her stature. She seemed to be enjoying the massage as we continued to watch the movie. I got more and more turned on and finally started to kiss her. We continued to kiss, more and more passionately, as we started to strip clothes off.
When we were both naked. I got on top of her and she started to tickle up and down my sides as I tried to enter her. The more I tried to get inside her, the more she tickled and made me squirm and miss, so to speak. It became a game for her and I could tell she was loving it. On a side note, she was not ticklish at all, so this was very one-sided. She tickled my sides and under my arms as I wiggled and laughed and tried, desperately, to start having sex.
She then rolled me onto my back and mounted me, but the tickling was not done. She now had full access to my belly and started to scribble her fingers over me as she rode me. She stopped tickling with her fingers and one point and actually used her fair on my chest with the lightest of touches. It ticked, but only served to somehow make me even harder as she continued to ride me.
Finally, she started thrusting hard in a certain way and I could tell she was losing herself in the fun. She matched her riding me with the most intense, ruthless tickles yet. She tortured my stomach, my sides, my armpits, my neck, anything she could reach ... all without stopping her relentless fucking. It felt incredible. This woman knew what she was doing in bed, and she definitely pressed all of the right buttons as she tickled me mercilessly. I exploded like a volcano inside her. She did not seem to notice. She stopped tickling and fucked me even harder until she tensed and came hard. She slowed to a stop, smiling at me.
"Did you cum?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah I did," I said, laughing.
"Oh, sorry!" she said. "I was just moving in a way that I knew would make me cum."
"Well, it worked for me too!" I said.
We did not work out as a dating item, but we have remained good friends to this day. She is one of the few people who knows about all of my fetishes and desires, and I feel lucky to have her in my life. I moved away, and we are both with other people. But we still talk about kinky things and she just introduced me to a friend of hers who is interested in exploring virtual play with me. Maybe someday we can all get together for some in-person fun. Either way, that's a memory I will have for a long time.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
