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Guess what? I found a new spot!"

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: irishred Posted on: 03 Feb 2004 1 comments
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While having a romantic dinner with my lover at our favorite place she said, "I found a new spot."Our wine had just been served and our order had been taken. The restaurant was quiet, dark and very romantic with a holiday mood. Our fingers were entwined across the table when Jennie leaned towards me, looking to be sure no one could hear and said with her eyes locked on mine, "I found a new spot.""A new spot? What are you talking about?" I smiled back with a questioning look.Again, looking over her shoulders she said, "After all these years of playing with myself, I found a new spot in my pussy that gave me an enormous orgasm." Having been her lover for 15 years and having explored my favorite pussy in the whole wide world hundreds of times with my fingers, tongue and cock, all I could say was, "Where? How?""The how is the easy part, you dummy. I decided to take a nap yesterday, so I laid down on the couch with the cats and started thinking about you. And as I was thinking about you I decided I needed to touch myself. So, I put my hand in my pants and started to...you know?""No. I don't know." Playing the real dummy that I am and knowing how to push a few buttons I asked, "Where did you touch yourself?""Well that part is a little harder to tell you, exactly, but it was below my clitty and just above my little pee hole.""But sweetie, I have explored that area thousands of times and you have explored it since you were eight years old. How could you have found a new spot?""I don't know, I just did. And I'm telling you it was great! When I touched myself there I knew that was the spot. And I only touched it, kind of pressed and tickled it for a minute or so and wham, bam, thank you mam! I was over the top and didn't think I would stop. And do you know what else happened?""Well of course I know what happened. You got up and shoveled the drive way just like a guy would." Sarcastically, I said. And looking me with daggers in her eyes she hissed, "You know, I love you. But you can be the world's biggest asshole sometimes! No, I didn't shovel the driveway you fool. I fell asleep with my fingers still in my pussy." And then she giggled while sipping her Merlot. Back at the ranch house, naked in bed, with a great French meal and a bottle of wine in our middle-aged bellies I started searching for "the spot" while we were necking. One thing I love about my lover is that if I don't have my fingers in just the right place she never hesitates to move may hand for maximum pleasure. Breaking our kiss and pushing my hand lower she said, "No, just a little lower. Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's the spot." She whispered into my ear. So I went to work. Kissing her deeply, holding her tight with my right arm and massaging the spot with the index and middle fingers of my left hand I worked to give her the best orgasm of 2004. And within just two minutes her left hand was pressing my head to her mouth, her right hand was holding my left forearm, directing my movements on the spot when all of a sudden the explosion happened. And happened and happened and happened and happened. The kiss was broken and the volume of her repeatedly yelling my name was ear shattering. I was never so happy for a minus 20-degree mid-winter evening that ment the neighbors could not experience her orgasm with us. Her thighs clamped my hand so tightly I could only move the first knuckle of my index finger on the spot. Her right hand left my forearm and held my hand, trying to force me to stop but I continued moving my fingertip. The volume finally lowered and her convulsions finally stopped, but her legs remained clamped and her hand had a death grip on mine. Believe it or not, in the wonderful warmth of sexual afterglow, she fell asleep. Asleep, with my fingers still in her pussy and on the spot. Twenty minutes later, fingers still on the spot, she woke and said with a groggy smile, "You found it, dummy." Love, ain't it great?A true story.