When this girl (F19 at the time) and I (M21 at the time) first started I thought it was just your run-of-the-mill fuck, but later I found out she was compelled to do it at all because her boyfriend just wasn't satisfying her.

(backstoryish) Turns out I gave her such a good time she broke things off with the guy within the month after we started. She didn't know she liked to be treated the way I did (dominated, called 'good girl', etc.) but then she sexually just couldn't get back to him needing her on top and doing none of the work. Plus, their relationship was already fairly strained--he kinda had that all-expectations, no-effort thing going; not the same guy she fell in love with some years prior. All that culminated in her leaving him.

But after I found out, she was worried I'd be mad that she 'used me.' I thought I was supposed to be mad, too, but I just wasn't? We'd been sharing songs we like all evening before that, so we were really feeling each other and somehow we both knew what we were thinking without saying a word. Normal at first then I had the idea to make it about how much better I was. Hearing '[he] never could do that' or 'I didn't know I could feel this good' made my inhibitions dissolve, and she loved how much I was loving it. Not sure how long we went for but I remember blinking and seeing some sunlight through the blinds after we were done. Took two times through the wash for my pillow to not smell like her shampoo the next day.