The conversation

"Fuck," he whispered in my ear, resting his scaldingly hot body on mine. "How was that for you?"

I had no means to reply, which only served to frustrate me more.

He rested on me for some time, before he pulled out of me. Even this was an exacerbation to my overstimulated body. My inner cavegirl wanted him back in me. It had never evolved to comprehend a situation like this, to understand why that would be fruitless. Luckily it was locked away along with the rest of my ability to move.

He looked down at me before reaching for his phone. He typed for a few moment and all of a sudden I felt my ability to move return. I jumped up and stood next to the bed as my body processed what had just happened to it. My knees were weak and I couldn't persuade my tense, shaking body to even stand upright. My toes were curled below me.

He stood up, next to me, almost surprised. He asked, "are you okay?"

I pointed to my mouth with a tense arm and watched him scramble for his phone.

The noise I made surprised me. "NNyyaaaaaaa ffuuuccccccccccck woooowwwww."

He looked at me, confused. He put his hands on my hips, ordinarily a nice feeling but it was all my body needed to push me over the edge. I fell to the floor at his feat as the shuddering became violent thrusts of my own. I closed my eyes and came harder than ever before.

"How could I cum if I can't move? How were you surprised at my reaction? How did you expect me to be? Like I just got back from a spa day?" I tried to understand why he was surprised by what happened when I got control back.

He looked a bit shameful. He lay under the covers as I paced the room processing what had happened.

"Look, I'm not annoyed. I just ... well me and my body don't understand what just happened to it. It was ... a-mazing. This is amazing. This app is everything I've ever wanted to happen to me. I wish you could experience what--," I looked at his phone, next to him.

"Absolutely not," he said sternly. He picked his phone from the bedside table and hid it from me under the covers. "But I'm pleased you enjoyed it. I, in fact, well, we haven't spoken since the original conversation. I'm really pleased you told me about this. I'd pieced together clues from the way you've been in the bedroom, especially when we get the rope out, but I didn't think it was so ****."

I smiled, sheepishly.

"Come to bed. Tell me everything. I want to understand. I want to make you happy, and I want to know more about this app."

He didn't have to ask me twice.