He shifted his position, keeping his one finger just resting on my anus while he reached underneath me to find one of my breasts. My nipple sprung to life instantly and flooded my brain with waves of pleasure. The combination of his two hands aroused me more than I had ever been able to arouse myself.

The teasing of my anus was quickly finished as a couple of fingers explored further between my legs. It was then that the obvious stuck my confused brain. No masturbation could ever excite like someone else's touch can. He had barely touched me but I was harbouring thoughts that an orgasm might, just might,...