Movement
Added 2021-01-12 17:39:23 +0000 UTCPleasure inspires so many reactions in us, moaning, writhing, a needy desperation, forming in our brains.
This was inspired by one of a list of triggers written by Sex Obsessed Lesbian (@sexobsessedlesb on twitter), credit for the idea goes to her.
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They were waiting. Your partner had given you a trigger and had asked you to tell them what it was. If you could, you could cum, and the effect would end.
You raised a hand to itch your nose and moaned as you felt pleasure spark up your arm. Such sweet pleasure.
It caused you to clench, up, which caused more pleasure. You closed your eyes. More. More intense. You tried desperately to control your reactions but your neck arching back shot pleasure down your spine, which caused your knees to buckle.
This spider-web of pleasure growing out from within you, each jolt stronger than the last. Each movement causing you to writhe, in exquisite, wonderful bliss. You knew what it was. But you couldn’t get your breath to say the words.
All you could do was moan, and whimper, as the pleasure kept climbing. You couldn’t orgasm until you said the words, and you were in no place to speak. You were barely able to think. Each burst of pleasure left you reeling. Wanting more. Needing more.
It took you several minutes, but eventually, you found a moment of peace. A plateau of pleasure that allowed you to speak.
You looked at them, as they smiled down at you, on the floor. “Movement is pleasure?” you asked. They nodded, and with that, the orgasm hit you.
Where once was a web of pleasure was now wildfire. A sensation so intense, so good, that you could barely register the outside world. Each movement building the orgasm to greater heights, until another few minutes later, you lay breathless, exhausted, and pleased.
