Purr

Purr: Coined by Rolling Ray, an LGBTQIA+ influencer, “purr” is one of social media’s hottest Gen-Z slang words. It started when Rolling Ray would purr when he felt good about himself or others. So, saying “purr” is a way to express approval or contentment of something. Form “Urban Dictionary”

My lover makes me purr. I know, that sounds silly, but it’s true.

Sex with my lover has been a voyage of discovery.

I’ve talked about all of the things I have experienced with him, from being watched having sex, to having sex with women, to experiencing the pleasure of having him give me orgasms with his mouth and hands, to finding myself screaming in overwhelming pleasure during sex.

None of those things were part of my sexual experience before him, and now, they are a welcome part of my sexual experience.

One more thing I have found myself doing when with him is purring.

When he caresses me, slowly strips me naked, explores me with his mouth and hands before ever penetrating me, I find myself arching my back like a drowsy cat and noticeably purring with contentment and pleasure.

I wasn’t even aware of it until one day, he had pushed me up against the wall and slowly unzipped my dress, running his lips along my spine as he undressed me. His warm lips and breath teased along my spine down to my ass, sending shivers up my body and goose bumps to my arms and legs. I arched my back and heard myself purring in pleasure.

He kissed the back of my neck and bit my earlobes, and in one quick motion, pulled my dress off to pool on the floor. I felt his erection, hot, twitching, hard, pressed between my ass cheeks, and again, I heard myself moan and purr loudly.

He picked me up, and deposited me on the bed, my ass high in the air, my already damp pussy ready for him. I looked over my shoulder and begged him to fuck me, and soon, I felt his long, hard cock slide into me, once, twice, then with a slow pleasurable rhythm against my ass.

That was the start of what would be hours of shared pleasure, intertwined in each other’s arms.

I collapsed on my side, savoring my pleasure, and as I lay there, I continued to purr. I was happy and content.