I’m one of those women who finds it hard to reach orgasm. Actually I never had an orgasm except when I masturbated.

I’ve been with several men, and modeling agencies have sought me out for my looks and stature. Getting laid was never my problem.

One night I went to a party and met Brad, the hunk of my dreams. As we talked, I slid closer to his muscular body, hoping that he’d notice I was giving him all the signs. I began touching my breasts and sweeping my hands down to my waist and pussy until I saw this ex-football player’s trouser front rise. Yes, he seemed to have got the message.

Later, in my hideaway camper, I had him sit on my bed while I went into the back to slip into something more “me.” I strolled seductively into the room wearing a tight vampiress costume complete with a black spidery-lace bra. My silky, strawberry-blonde hair was draped around my shoulders. Slowly I made my way toward him so he could view the curves of my slender waist, beautifully rounded hips, and tight ass. I kissed him softly at first, then harder and deeper. I became wetter with each kiss and touch of his hands on my body.

We continued our exploration of each other’s body until I felt that I just had to have him right at that moment. I tore off my dainty bra, exposing my hardened nipples and creamy breasts. Brad’s eyes widened at my naked flesh, and a devilish smile appeared on his lips. He grabbed me from where I stood and pulled me over to his side. Then he began kissing my neck and caressing my breasts. He licked my nipples and nibbled at them, teasing me, bringing a fierce burning in my crotch. I moaned for more when he fingered and tongued my clitoris.

He was doing such a great job on me I decided to treat him to one of my massage specialties. As I rubbed his shoulders, I began to push him slowly onto the bed. I continued to massage downward, and my lips kissed his chest lightly with little bites. My long moist tongue circled his penis and my warm hands feverishly kneaded his hard ass. I sucked gently on his scrotum until I heard him breathing heavily; then I took his cock into my mouth. My tongue moved up and down his stiff shaft, gradually increasing the intensity and the pace. When Brad was about to come, I stopped moving, but I wasn’t finished yet.

I impaled myself on his hard, throbbing penis. Moaning, I closed my eyes and continued to rock and thrust myself onto his amazing organ. I felt an incredible orgasm building up within me, and as it released I screamed, because no one had ever made me feel so good. After the first orgasm, many others soon followed. I couldn’t stay on top any longer, so Brad mounted me and finished the job. Both of us cried out in unison as we finally came together and collapsed in exhaustion.

What I thought would be a one-night stand evolved into a deep relationship of love, understanding, and more of the best sex I have ever had.