Sinful Secret

A New Sensation

I clutched the towel looking myself into the mirror. It was my last night alone before my parents returned in the morning, and my every move being watched once again. Damien had promised he would be back tonight, and I wanted to look nice. It had been a very long and eventful past two days, and you'd think I've have my fill of Damien by now, but this was the most nervous and excited I have been to see him. It was at night, and I was all alone, and he planned on showing me... sexual thing. Of course, It was also practice so I knew what I was doing with Edward. I didn't want him trying to go back on the marriage plans and making my parents disappointed in me. I looked at myself intently, like I never have before. My parents scolded vanity, and look at it as self-worship. So, I didn't spend much time looking at myself. I didn't care about all the pretty girls I saw, cause beauty wasn't something that was important to me. But as I looked in the mirror, I saw that I could be one of those pretty girls. Damien was the most handsomest man I've ever seen, and he liked me... I think. I looked at my long brown hair. It was long and curly, flowing just to my lower back. I dropped my towel examining my body. I never took much to shaving, but I did have a razor and was allowed to shave, which I did on occasion for hygienic reasons. Tonight I was definetly gonna shave. For some reason, it felt odd being exposed to Damien, which I was sure would happen, and having hair down there. My boobs weren't very big, but they were big enough to cup in my hand. My body was slim, which was mostly due to the very healthy food my parents fed. We were vegan, so my food options were slim, and we never ate fast-food, even though it smelled so good driving past all the colorful places with greasy smelling food. If only I could try a cheeseburger. I turned on the shower, entering in shaving and washing down every part of my body. I then thought about what Damien told me earlier. He told me to get myself ready for him. I reached my hand down slowly feeling on the small spot he rubbed earlier that made me moan so loudly. I began rubbing it again, trying to feel what he made me feel. I felt a tingle, but wasn't like what Damien made me feel. I moved my fingers a bit faster, feeling my stomach flutter as I continued. My body started to get weak as I kept touching down there, and I felt my body heat up. The water was already hot enough and the mixture was too much to handle. I stopped, placing my hand on the wall to balance myself. I turned the hot water off, breathing in and out before exiting the shower That was so weird. I didn't know what my body started doing, and I didn't want to stop, but I was scared of where it was going. I wrapped my towel around me, looking at the night gown I planned on wearing. It was more of an under cover or a slip. It was white, and fell right above my knees. I would slip into this when I got hot at night, but would make sure to put on my actual gown before morning came. I threw it on, without a bra or panties on underneath. OH, what was I doing? This was bad, it was so bad. But it was happening, and I prayed Damien showed tonight. Just as the words left my mouth, the walkie vibrated to life, right on my sink as I grabbed it. "Damien!" I called with a smile, waiting for his response. "Could you open the window for me, little dove. I'm coming up," He spoke, as I dropped the Walkie, running back to the room, and opening my window. As Damien began to climb in, I combed my hand through my hair, trying to make it less mangled. "You could of came in through the front," I explained to him, as he hit the floor with a thud. "Well, I don't want to get rusty, you know," He began as he stood up looking me up and down. I saw his eyes change, as he walked up to me with a bag in his hand. "I got you a little treat on my way back, but you look so much tastier," he spoke, throwing the bag down, and pulling me in for a kiss. Our lips crashed together, as he put a lot more force into this kiss, than any of the others before. He pulled me into him, his hands roaming all over my body. He grasped my bum tightly, kneading it through his hands as I moaned. He pulled away, stepping back as he looked me up and down. "Did you touch yourself while I was gone?" He asked his voice deeper than usual. It gave me chills and I couldn't decide if they were the good kind or the bad kind. But either way I bit my lip shaking my head, my eyes to the floor. I was afraid to look up at him. His eyes were tantalizing, skimming every part of my body, and I could bare to look him in his dark green eyes. I felt him move closer to me. I noticed he had removed his shirt, and his body close to me his bare skin brushing against my white gown. "I can't hear you", his husky voice spoke as I still refused to meet his eye. "I tried. In the shower," I admitted shyly. He let out a groan running his hand through my hair tugging so slightly. He pulled me in kissing me deeply before separating just as fast. "I want you to try again", he whispered in my ear. My eyes widened at bus suggestion as I shook my head. "I don't... I don't know if I can", I said fluttering my eyelashes at him as he suddenly moved his arms from around me and pushed me onto the bed, taking my breath back as I fell back. My dress had moved up, now revealing my bare private parts to him. His eyes were so dark now, they frightened me. He stared so intensely at my whole body, as I lay there so exposed to him and his deep glare that had a touch of something not so good. But that didn't stop me from scooting up to the head of the bed and laying in front of him, still revealing my most private parts. He sat on my chair waiting for me to begin. "Go ahead. It's only me and you," He reminded. I nodded my head obeying his command as I laid down my head down focusing on what his hands did to me earlier. I moved my hand down my body, pretending they were his hands rubbing down my stomach and touching my bare skin. I reached my bare private's and my hand touched between my lips feeling myself. It was so much more thrilling now than it was in the shower. I felt just as hot but I felt a different wetness between my legs. I slowly touched myself not really knowing what to do but trying to mimic what he did to me earlier. I was afraid to touch the specific sensitive spot cause I didn't know how I would react or the feeling I would get. "Rub you clit", his voice spoke out finally. I was still too afraid to open my eyes but I didn't understand what he meant. "The sensitive place", he added as he probably realized my confusion. My hand moved up as I put pressure on it, my body shivering. I moved my hand and sat up, afraid of the feeling. "Damien I don't think I'm doing it right", I spoke to him honestly. His stare was intense as he got up from the chair and placed himself in the bed in between my legs. He bent down kissing my lips roughly pulling me into him. It kind of caught me off guard. He wasn't the boy he kissed me softly in he cave yesterday, and made me feel safe. He was what my parents warned me about. The lust that takes over men, and makes them loose control and act out violently. But a small part of me, deep in my stomach.... like it. He pushed me down on the bed as I gasped and he spread my legs open again. He leaned down kissing me once more and then trailed his lips down my neck and pulling down my dress kissing my breast. His wet mouth was driving me insane as he continued leading them down till he got to my private's. I sat back up on my elbows quickly with my eyes wide. "Damien what are you doing?" I asked confused. But before he responded his lips attached down there right on my sensitive spot. "No stop!" I called out trying to pull away, but his mouth stayed there sucking hard making my body shake. This was wrong. His mouth shouldn't be down there. I thought he was just going to touch my lady parts not taste them! That part of your body wasn't suppose to be licked! His grip on my thighs kept me down, as he kept licking and I felt a very overwhelming feeling in my stomach. "Damien please," I begged softly not really sure if I wanted him to stop, but I didn't know this feeling. It was so intense and I felt like I couldn't handle it. "Mmmhmmm", he moaned out sending vibration through my 'clit' and driving me even more insane. I tried to pull away once more, when he suddenly stopped and looked up at me. "Would you stop squirming. If you just lay back it will feel good little dove," Damien finally growled at me, making me but my lip nervously. "I just... I don't kno..." He then leaned toward tilting my chin. "How about this. You stop moving and let me keep licking your little pussy, and once I'm finished if you don't like it, we don't have to do it again. Or I could tie you down and make you stay still," he spoke quietly to me. All I could do was shake my head not wanting to be tied down as I laid back down. His lips returned down there and I closed my eyes trying to relax. He continued his work down there and the chills returned to my body quickly as he began sucking again. I moaned out gripping the covers, now starting to enjoy the feeling he was giving to me. Even though it seemed dirty and abnormal, I couldn't help but like the chillin feeling in my stomach and not be afraid of it. His tounge entered inside of me and I felt my stomach tighten as he moved it in and out. Something was happening to me and I didn't know what it was. I felt my body lock up, and as I called out Damien's name my head spinned as I tried to close my legs, only to be forced open by Damien. As the feeling grew he used his other hand to rub my sensitive spot faster than before and that's when I felt it. It was like a wave rushing through my whole body starting fro my head to my heart to my stomach and down to my toes. And then it was over. I felt his hand and tongue disappear as I looked down at him. "What just happened?" I asked him. "You had an orgasm. It happens when I make you feel so good your body has to release all of that good feeling. And you taste so fucking delicious too," he added licking my pussy one more good time as I flinched, sensitive to his mouth now. "That was really crazy," I responded laying back down. Just as I thought we were finished Damien's hands went back down there, except not to my sensitive spot. I felt a finger enter my forbidden whole and gasped feeling the pain. "No Damien," I told him trying to move his hand. "Shhhh... you're wet enough," he remarked moving his finger deeper. But I didn't like it. I shook my head moving it more forcefully, sitting up. "I don't want to do that. It hurts," I tried to explain as he looked up and into my eyes. He let out a sigh, removing his finger from me and sitting up. "It's gonna hurt the first time. But that pain goes away and it feels even better than me licking your pussy," he said, but I shook my head, scooting away from him. "I'm not ready," I admitted pulling my knees up and putting my head down. He then sat up and lifted my chin to his eyes. "Little dove, it's alright. We can wait," he spoke kissing my lips. "But I want you to feel how hard you make me," he told me as he grabbed my hand and placed it over his jeans. This time I didn't move my hand as I felt curiously at his manhood. I knew men ha d a different part from girls but I have never seen one before. My parents say the first and only guy parts I should see are my husbands. He leaned in with my hand still on his pants and nibbles on my ear. I felt my hand tighten on him accidentally, but he jumped at my touch, just as I did his. His breath was unsteady as well as I touched him in his private area now. Was I making Damien feel weak? He seemed so powerful over me, as I was the one always bending to his will and making me feel short of breath with every touch. But things seem to be flipped now. I then decided to really turn things around all the way as I pushed him down on to the bed. Well, I tried at least, but he got the idea. He smirked at me laying back on the bed as I turned and straddled him. "I don't want to pull it out," I remarked to him shyly my hands on his chest. "That's fine," he spoke reaching down unbuttoning his pants when I stopped him. "No, I mean I'm not ready to have it out just yet," I clarified to him, as I pulled his hands away and huffing. "You know you gave me blue balls, Winter," he said placing his hands on my thighs as I still had chills from his touch. "And you moving down there isn't making it any better." "Sorry, should I move?" I asked going to swing my leg over but he held my legs there. "No don't move. Come here," he spoke as I leaned down and began kissing his soft lips. This time it was like the time in the cave. His touch gentle and his lips even softer. My heart fluttered not wanting to end he kiss, but Damien separates us, moving me off his lap. He looked me in my eyes and I sighed, holding on to his touch. Finally he separated, getting of the bed and putting his shirt back on. "Are you leaving?" I asked a sadness in my voice. "Yeah I gotta go handle these blue balls," he told me as I puffed out my lip. "What do you mean?" "Well, just like you got excited from me touching you, I'm not excited. Except with guys, it's painful to stay excited and not get the relief that I gave you," he explained to me as I listened intensely. "I'm sorry. How are you gonna handle it? Are you gonna do what I did to myself?" I asked. He shook his head with a chuckle. "No love. I'm gonna have someone else handle it for me," he responded as my mind went to the girl on his phone. He would go to see her. He was leaving me again for that girl who liked seeing his boy parts. And I just wasn't enough. "Oh, little dove don't be sad. I'll see you again," he told me. Instead I frowned, getting up from the bed and heading to the bathroom. "come on winter! You're not really mad are you? You see that Edward kid, don't you?" He asked through the door. But I kept it shut. He was right in a way. I had no intention on letting go of Edward, but that was because I couldn't. For some reason is broke my heart to know he was leaving me to go see another girl and do what we just did. Actually to do more. "Alright. I'll leave. Don't forget the candy bar I left on your desk," he spoke before I heard him heading down the stairs and a door shutting a moment later. And there I was on the bathroom floor, a mess. My parents would be back tomorrow and my beautiful weekend of fun was over. Each day, my birthday got closer and my time to commit to the church was as well. But all I could think of was Damien and what he had showed me so far. He was everything I pictured of the outside world and so much more. He was dangerous and full of sin, but made me feel so full of life. More than I ever had before. But what could I do. I was trapped. Trapped in a life I didn't know if I could change.