A Presence Felt - Part 1 - Sex Stories

A Presence Felt - Part 1

... trying to steady herself. "Because he touches me." Though Stella's voice shook, her eyes flashed a challenge, daring Adrian to argue. "The first time it happened, I was terrified, but before I could run out of the room..." Her entire body began quivering. "I felt this overwhelming arousal. Have you ever been so turned on, so excited, that you became a stranger to yourself?"

Adrian didn't respond to her question, but he knew he'd never felt a desire so strong that it made him lose all sense of who he was. Just before he and his former wife separated two years ago, she complained that he was always so careful in bed, as if she were fragile and he feared breaking her. "You want everything so neat and tidy, completely under your control!" she'd said, her lip curled in disgust. "Where's the goddamn passion, Adrian? Why can't you just let yourself go for once? I feel like I'm living with a fucking robot!"

And that was when he knew the marriage was over.

Focusing on Stella once more, he asked, "How does this presence touch you?"

Her eyes briefly closed. "Between my thighs," she whispered. "And I respond so quickly, so much faster than when I'm masturbating, or when a man touches me."

Adrian felt his face grow warm. Of course, the topic of sex came up with clients often enough, but Stella had always been careful to avoid discussing her sex life in any detail. "So the first time it happened," he said, "you were frightened at first, but you quickly became aroused." His ...

... voice had grown low and gentle, almost coaxing. "And then what?"

"I had an orgasm right there, standing in that room," she confessed. "The... man's touch grew rough; it felt like someone was pinching my nipples through my shirt. When I cried out, he immediately stopped. My, um, my clitoris was already swollen from him rubbing me before, and I was so wet." Her face flushed crimson as she revealed these intimacies to Adrian. He noticed he was breathing faster, and despite his best efforts, he felt his cock stirring. His gaze dropped to her breasts. Would he find her nipples hard if he were to slip his hand inside her blouse right now?

The thought made him swallow back a moan. "Then what happened?" he murmured. Christ, it was wrong, but he wanted to touch himself.

"I felt this gentle pressure against my clit, like he had his hand in my pants and was stroking me." He could hear her breaths coming faster now, too. "I can't describe how amazing it felt, Adrian. I came so hard!" Though Stella's knees were still pressed together, she was practically writhing on the couch. When her eyes locked with Adrian's, he saw the blatant desire in her stare. "I've begun staying in that room every night, but I don't get much sleep. While I'm lying naked in bed, he... he fucks me. I can feel him inside me." Her voice took on an urgency. "And he makes me come again and again!"

Adrian didn't trust himself to speak for several seconds. He was struggling to control his own arousal. Never ...