Hoisted pleasantly on your own petard.

“No, oh, what, mmmmm,” you struggle. It’s a bit like when you approach someone in a hallway and, as you near each other, you realize you’re going to collide.

You step to the right.

The other person steps to the left.

Now you’re in each other’s way — again. Then you shift to the left and they move to the right and you’re in a standoff. You move back and forth.

Well it’s like this but sexual. It’s arousing, unexpectedly exciting and rather confusing. He tries to remove his hands and you try to grab his hands. He rubs his erection against you and you edge away and he loses balance and his hands are on your breasts again. His pulls his hands back and again he rubs delectably against your moist mound.

“For fucks sake!” You grab his wrists and lock your legs around his hips to hold him in place. Your eyes lock. You blink as the head of his cock aligns perfectly with the moist swollen lips your new sex. He shrugs apologetically as gravity does it’s thing and his hips lower. “Oh. Fuck. Me!!!” You gasp as he does just that. His cock slides snuggly into your tight hot depths.

“Ok.”