Feelings out of reach

He started again, Michael started to tickle me again and I, like an idiot, let myself go again. I may tell myself that I let him do it because it must make him happy, but I lie to myself, the one who makes the most pleasure is me.

It tickles and it's also so good that I can't see myself asking him to stop.

When he did, I still felt my crotch get wet so it's true, it's Michaël who causes all these reactions that make me feel so good but so weird too.

When I think about all this, I tell myself that I need to find out.

I walk into the bathroom and indeed I see the bathtub filled with water and foam, it smells divine and I feel a little embarrassed. It will be my first time anyway. I take my clothes off and gently with a first-time dread I slip into the tub but the water and the nice feeling on my skin finally convince me to dive in completely and soon I'm heaving a sigh of ecstasy as my chin is dipped in water

It's nice.

I think back to the feelings that assaulted me earlier and lift my l