naked in his bed

crimson-uncovered:

The first time I got naked in his bed, he told me I didn’t have to be. 

That made me bare it all for him. I stripped down to nothing, my first time for any man, and let him worship my body. He kissed a gentle path from my tits to the wet, warm hole between my thighs and–for the first time–licked me into a writhing, moaning heap. 

He was only in his underwear when we fell asleep. The back of my naked body was pressed into his barely-clothed one, and it wasn’t until I woke up that I realized how vulnerable I had allowed myself to be. BB was surprised, too. His virgin girl, trepidatious and needing to take things slowly, was suddenly willing to get naked and stay naked and take a nap that way. It spoke volumes about how much I trusted him to not abuse the situation, and I didn’t consider that he would, not even for a second.

I have trouble falling asleep anywhere that isn’t my own bed, but that day it was the easiest thing in the world. Perhaps this isn’t a big deal in the Kinky Tumblr Sphere, but for my personal sexual journey, it felt momentous. It’s truly a result of BB adamantly instilling in me, from the very beginning, his respect for my boundaries, my body, and for me.

Get you a guy like that.