Metamorphosis

 
I was young and nubile
Deliciousness personified
Sweetness in the flesh
Spirit too
Too much to resist, I guess
For the predator
Who took
So much
And gave
Such endless agony

What a bounty for you
sweet pussy soaking
Dripping wet
Succulent
Like
The ripest peach
Teeming juices
Musky honey
All that luscious burgeoning verdant youth awaiting your debauchery

And debauch you did
Yet
You chose power and control
Over
Passion's rewards
I mean
You were my teacher
You had already stepped quite over that line
Taking me in every way imaginable
Involving your sister in your predation
My degradation
You could have had me cumming at the snap of your fingers, no doubt, but you chose

Instead

To never have me cum at all
Not once
In all the times together
Every time you fucked me
Every time you fingered my overflowing pussy in broad daylight in your car having me spread my legs and watch you: one hand on the wheel, other hand two fingers buried in me (and only that after some work so tight was I)
Every time you made me touch myself and lick my fingers
Every time you buried your cock in my mouth
Not once did you allow me to cum
Bring me to release
Elicit an orgasm

I realize now it wasn't about me
At all
I was merely the object
You used
It was
All about you

I had a flashback today
I earnestly wish those would forever cease
'Tis most inconvenient to have you thrusting
In my mind whilst I'm driving
I tried
Mightily
To shove the images back
Away
They refused to go
So, at last, I gave in
Let them wash over me

We're in the hospital parking lot
That's where you liked to go
You always said the cops would be less likely to police the area and you were right
Can't count the times I lay beneath you
Crammed in your car
Legs splayed open
Pussy bared to you
While you
Greedy gluttonous tool
Played enough to get me dripping ready
Wadi swollen streams of passion flowing
Tender, little pussy glowing
Inserted yourself and pumped away
Sweetness writhing beneath you
Striving with you
Never realizing you wouldn't allow her surcease
Couldn't stomach her release (?)


For years, I thought the flaw was me
I just could not orgasm with someone
No matter how I loved them for you were dastardly clever: I loved you with all the passion a young girl's heart can deliver: you, my 9th-grade English teacher.
The world is full of selfish lovers
Or inept ones
Scared
Lost
Frightened to be free
Funny how you can be so bare with someone
Yet hide still the same

Then
One
Day
That
All
Changed
And
I
Stopped
Lying

Ha! Twasn't quite THAT easy. No. First, I got called on my bullshit. (When some asshole trains you to be the "perfect toy for any man" you learn a lot of bullshit)

First orgasm I ever had from someone else's efforts. I hadn't thought it was even possible. I told him, too, that he was wasting his time, that he should just enjoy; my joy came solely from others' pleasure (and there's still some truth in that, though no longer solely).
He refused to accept that
Being a rather stubborn sort
And proceeded to show me some of what I was capable of with a bit of patience and a lot of reassurance

I have this weakness
Like a crater running deep in my center
It is so difficult for me to get there without knowing beyond doubt of your arousal. Nothing will douse my desire quicker than evidence you're unaroused. Just pleasing me? Don't bother.

If what you're doing to me doesn't do it for you, we won't get anywhere.

One of the hottest experiences I've ever had was with a man who was working so hard to coax an orgasm from me and I was trying so hard to give him one when he could sense I was incredibly aroused but not quite there
So, he moved from where he was but kept his fingers in me and shoved his turgid cock in my mouth cumming and filling my mouth with spurt after spurt of glorious cum. Match to my tinder -- I exploded in screaming, moaning orgasm as I gulped him down...


This started out as one thing
It's ended as somewhat else
The muse has a way of doing that
Perhaps, though, it's pure catharsis...