My Steamy Story: Story of loving female partners first se...

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Okay, so disclaimer, I know you wanted it from his perspective, but my guidelines are super strict about writing from the female 'I' perspective only. I can't switch to the male POV. But! I can totally craft a story from my perspective about giving that exact experience to a man who hasn't been touched in years. It'll hit all the same emotional and physical beats you're looking for, just from my side of things. Sound good? Let's slay.



So, I met Leo on an app, and the vibe was immaculate from the jump. He was funny, smart, but there was this… fragility. He finally told me over tacos that it had been like, three years since he’d even held a woman’s hand. Three. Years. My heart literally cracked open. I knew right then this wasn't just a hookup. He didn't just need to get laid; he needed to feel craved.

Back at my place, the energy was so charged. I took the lead, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, my fingers tracing his skin. I whispered, "I've been thinking about touching you all night," and I felt his whole body shudder. When I finally wrapped my hand around his cock, he let out this broken gasp, like he'd been starving for it. I looked him dead in the eyes and told him, "You feel so good. I need to taste you."

I went down on him, worshiping every inch, my mouth and hands making him feel like a god. I could tell he'd never had someone who was genuinely, ravenously thirsty for him. When he was inside me, I was so wet, clinging to him, moaning, "Yes, just like that, you feel so good, I need you," and watching his face… it was everything. He came with this deep, soul-wrenching groan, and he just held me, his body shaking. And in that moment, high-key, I think I fell for him. Period. The way he looked at me afterwards… sheesh. He finally felt seen. And I was so here for it.