sex therapist

Prologue

You hate how useless you feel. Unable to take much control of your relationship as it slowly falls apart at the seams. It hurts to see the one you love most slip right through your fingertips. It wasn't Hyunjin's fault. He was everything anyone could want and if there was an award for best boyfriend it would for sure go to him. The sweetest, most genuine person you've ever met.

But the sex, god the fucking sex. It was awful. That was putting it nicely. Hyunjin was painfully oblivious to this fact, thinking it was always some mind blowing sex after he got to reach his orgasm every time you fucked. Where as you were left high and dry, faking one... or a few where you must.

You tried, really tried to make it work. It never did no matter what you try though. Even as you continue telling him exactly how you like it. It would only ever work in your favour for a few minutes before you'd go back to feeling no orgasmic sensation. Hyunjin doesn't have very many kinks, he is what your best friend called - a vanilla cupcake with rainbow sprinkles on top.

However the sex didn't used to be bad, it was all that you did together at the start of your relationship. Never being able to keep your hands off him and jumping his bones every chance you got. It was hot, passionate but still lacked all those kinks you've been fantasising in your head.

Guilt. It ate you alive. It's all you could feel whenever Hyunjin wants to fuck. Knowing you'll have to lie again, and maybe you should listen to Ryujin and just grow a pair of imaginary balls and simply talk to him about how you feel but the last thing you want is for him to be hurt. Not after all the care and love he gives you.

But you find yourself giving into him still, unable to resist him because despite the fact he didn't know how to use his cock, he was definitely good at charming you with his words.

So you find yourself now, striping both your clothes off layer by layer, putting all your effort into satisfying him, even if you know deep down that you yourself won't have that same outcome by the end of this. You curse under your breath at how beautiful he looks like this, underneath you.

Small beads of sweat starting to drip down his temples and into the divots of his collarbone. His blonde hair sticks to his clammy skin. His tongue swipes across his pump, kiss swollen lips as he watches the filthy way you spit into your hand uses the bodily fluid to make your pussy and his dick wet because - let's be honest - you were definitely not wet enough without the help. His lips part as he gasps, the feeling of your warm cunt finally sucking in the tip of his hard cock.

His eyes roll back further into his skull when you sink further, despite the thin layer of latex, he could feel your warm walls hug his dick. You keep sinking on him until his full length is sheathed inside you.

He is art.
Breathtaking.

You curse to yourself mentally. How could you not be turned on by this sight?

You find your own self moaning out, not only at the sight of him being completely wrecked below you but also out of frustration at how someone so pretty be so shitty at fucking.

"You feel so good, baby." Hyunjin praises, his voice breathless as he watches the way his cock disappears inside you before sliding back out. You don't say anything back, instead you smirk at the male, leaning forward to place your hands on his bare chest. Palms moving up and down with it as it heaves in pleasure.

You double your efforts, fucking yourself harder on him, tits bouncing with every time your ass slaps agains the tops of his thighs. The silent bedroom quickly becomes filled with the lewd noises.

Hyunjin moans loudly his hips bucking to meet your pace, pushing his cock further, deeper within you. Just missing that one sweet spot. You bite your lip to hold in the tiny frustrated whimper that's begging to come from you.