Info - not cumming from penetration, use of sex toys, oral (Fem receiving), taking a bit to cum,feeling guilty
"Fuck, fuck, baby, oh, holy hell," Timothée panted. I had a wide smile on my face as he rolled off me. I felt so excited and happy. I loved any chance I got to spend with Timothée, and having sex was a big part of it.
"Did you finish?" Timothée asked. He'd been noticing lately that I didn't always get off from penetration. I was surprised about how nice he'd been about it. In my past, there were many lovers I'd had that had who didn't seem to care that I got off. There were others still who got mad at me for not being able to get off.
"Oh, um, no, but I had a wonderful time, like it felt really good," I said lamely.
"Baby, we talked about this," he said quietly.
"I just feel bad. I am so damn attracted to you. It shouldn't be hard for me to get off with you. I just, I don't know what is wrong with me," I said, ending with a gloomy tone.
"Nothing is wrong with you. You are completely worth the time and energy," he said softly.
"Do you still keep the vibrator in the same place?" He asked me.
"Yes," I said, snuggling down in the bed. I spread my legs wide. Timothée ran the tip over my clit and began to suckle the lips of my pussy into his mouth. One of his large hands was caressing my thigh.
He was kissing wetly and his hands squeezed. I felt worshiped as his tongue lapped at my opening. Even as my thighs shook and tried to close he didn't deny me. He just made sure he could breathe and continued to feast.
"Mmmmm," he moaned inside me. His voice along with the vibrator made me squirm.
"Timothée," I gasped. I was heaving. The swells of my breasts rose and fell. I knew his mouth was wet from my slick pussy.
He shook his head, wagging his tongue though me. He pressed the vibrator against my clit in a lovely rhythm.
"I'm gonna-" I cut myself off, because what if I couldn't come? What if it was a false feeling. I felt awful for a moment as the sparks died a little. Timothée seemed to sense my anxiety.
The hand he'd been using to caress my thigh reached up and we held hand. He squeezed my fingers between his. I felt so eternally grateful for him. I could have cried from happiness.
It took time, but he didn't complain our back away. He didn't stop until I was keening and wrapping my legs around his head. The mixture of the vibrator and his undying adoration with his tongue made me fall over the edge.
I was tingling all over. I arched up wards and pressed my pussy against his mouth. He continued through my orgasm. The wet sounds and kissed kept going until my body relaxed and I became satisfied jelly.
"Thank you," I said tiredly. Timothée, when his head popped up, was beaming ear to ear. It touched me that he was so eager to please me.
"Anything for you, your orgasms sound so damn good," he giggled. I pulled him up to me and kissed him deeply. He pulled me to him afterward and we lazily cuddled. I'd never had someone so selfless and kind. I finally felt worth the time. I was going to fall in love with this man.
