The Director's Daughter (P5)

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Warnings - mentions of unprotected sex, needy Timmy, cumming from giving oral, mentions of cumming easily, oral (female receiving), face sitting, plus sized reader, multicum, teasing, lots of sex, sex in dressing room, self conscious reader, one ass slap, age gap, hidden relationship , Timmy's POV, (I just realized I'd never done needy Timmy from his pov I hope I did good)

"Come on, I'll be fast," I begged her. We'd spent the whole weekend together and she had me absolutely whipped. I was so confused why I hadn't tried bigger girls sooner. There was so much more to hold onto, more to kiss, more to adore. She always smelled so nice and her skin was so soft. I thought her rolls cute and her love handles were sexy as hell. I also adored her dimpled skin and stretch marks. She was like a dream come true. I had never felt so needy. It was overwhelming, I felt like I lost about 20 IQ points when I was with her because I was just consumed with the desire to touch her in any way I could.

I was ashamed to admit I had started to throw temper tantrums when denied. She was just so sexy, so full formed and kind and delicate. I was obsessed. I'd never been this way with anyone else. My libido was super charged. I'd gone from masturbating once a day, to three when I'd met her, now we were averaging about five times a day because I really couldn't last long without her. If I didn't have her... bad things happened. I'd fucked up in front of her three times so far.

The first time she'd denied me because in her words it was "cute" and "funny" to see how needy I got. I swear she was a demon with an angel's body. After an hour of her saying no, she finally relented. I'd pathetically shot my load all over the hotel quilt just from her stripping. Thankfully, she thought it was sweet and rode me. I loved it best when she rode me, her weight on me, heavy and heavenly, was delectable.

The second time she'd been dry humping me and she got me so worked up I came in my boxers. She'd been surprised, but turned on and flattered.

The third time she'd been teasing me. I'd been trying to study the script and she kept bending over, or pressing her breasts in my face for some reason. She'd stretch and push her chest out, or she'd be missing another piece of clothing the next time I looked at her. Finally, I'd caved and begged for her cunt. I'd cum the second I'd entered her, but then she'd let me fuck it into her. I think I'd probably spilled more cum into her and onto her already, than I had with anyone else.

"I love you, and I want it, but what if my dad hears. You aren't exactly quiet," she chuckled as I squeezed her hips.

"I'll eat you out, my voice will be muffled," I said.

"How will that help this?" She asked, gripping my cock in my pants. I gasped and felt my cock pulse.

"Trust me, it'll help," I promised. "I want you to sit on my face."

"Y-you do," she said in shock.

"Please. It'd be a dream come true," I said desperately. I'd wanted this so badly, but she had denied me the one time I'd asked. My brain tried to be respectful, my cock was a different story. I think she was probably embarrassed, but wearing her thighs like headphones would be like heaven.

"O-okay," she said. She shakily took off her bottoms as I laid on the ground, my mouth open, and my pants down. I felt precum bubble from my slit and slide down my cock. I was so horny.

"Okay, you pinch me if you can't take it," she told me. I rolled my eyes. I would adore this!

She hovered over my face. She bit her lips nervously.

"Okay, go," she said.

"No, sit on my face," I said eagerly.

"You don't mean that," she chuckled nervously.

"Oh yes I do, sit," I ordered.

"I don't want to hurt you," she said worriedly.

"Sit!" I roared, my pent up frustration coming out. She sighed, and sat. It was bliss to be buried in her, all consumed with her cunt. I lapped at her eagerly, swallowing whatever wetness I could. I loved her taste. Her tang was better than any taste on earth. I swirled my tongue.

"Oh, fuck, Timmy. That's just, fuck," she moaned. I felt proud. My chest was heaving as I ate her out. I sucked her precious bundle of nerves into my mouth. She let out a tiny cry. I felt her grow more confident, and begin to ride my mouth slightly, it made me incredibly happy.

"Timothée, don't stop, your tonguuuue," she groaned, as I slipped my tongue in and out of her. She was dripping down my chin and I loved the feeling.

"I'm so close, holy fuck I'm so close," she said as I gave her ass a happy slap. I loved the way it jiggled afterward.

"I'm gonna-!" She released into my mouth and my eyes rolled back into my head. I couldn't help it. I felt my cock twitch, and I was shooting cum all over myself. Seven thick ropes coated me.

"Holy fuck Tim," she said in awe. I lay there breathless and happy, covered in cum, except for my face which was covered in slick.

"Five minutes!" The director called angrily.

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