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I bite my lip and glance down at the dildo. Thank god it’s small. “What if I suck at it?”
He shakes his head. “I’ve seen you move. You can fuck.”
I laugh. “You’ll guide me?”
“Every step of the way.” He rolls onto his side next to me, taking my hand and lacing our fingers together. “If you change your mind, or you’re uncomfortable, at any time, tell me and we’ll stop.”
I squeeze his hand. “Likewise.”
He grabs a pillow and throws a thick towel over it, lying down, hips propped, legs apart. “It would probably be easier for you to fuck me from behind, but I want to watch you. I want you to see how much I’m going to like this.”
I kneel between his knees, nodding. I don’t know what to do, so I touch him, running my hands up and down his legs, over his stomach, up his chest. Do I just…lube up and stick it in?
“Come here,” Timothy whispers, pulling me down for a kiss. “You’re incredible,” he murmurs into my mouth. “You’ve got this. You’ve got me.”
He doesn’t let me go, and for a long moment, we only kiss, but it’s enough. The tension leaves my body, I can feel my arousal returning, and when I reach down and stroke Timothy, there’s already a drop of precum at the tip of his dick. He groans.
God, I want this. When I pull away, I’m ready.
“You look sexy as hell in a harness,” Timothy says with a smile, tugging at a strap on my hip. “I should buy you more things with straps.”
I reach for the lube, pouring some into my hand before setting it on the towel next to me. I rub it between my hands, warming it up, then realize everything I touch is going to get lubed.
“Get messy,” he whispers.
I laugh, then slap my hand on his thigh. “Like this?”
“Mmm.” He grabs my free hand, bringing it to his dick. “And this.” When I stroke him, he tips his head back and sighs. I slide my other hand up his thigh to his balls, giving them a very gentle squeeze, and playing lightly with them before moving to his perineum. “Yeah,” he murmurs as I massage him. His dick is so hot and hard in my hand.
I press my slick finger to his back entrance, circling while I continue lazily stroking his dick. Timothy shifts his hips a bit, and I slowly press in, gently stretching him until I can work a second finger in.
“Fuck,” he murmurs.
I stop immediately. “Is that okay?”
“Trying not to come,” he says tightly. “Don’t judge. Also, don’t move. Or look at me. Maybe hold your breath.”
I laugh and wait until he nods. This time I don’t stroke his dick—I just hold him while I finger him.
He wraps his hand around mine, tightening my grip and sliding my hand up and down his length for a few beats before stopping us with a happy sigh. “I’m ready,” he says, pulling my hand away and placing the bottle of lube in it. I’m generous with it, coating the dildo and Timothy, pouring some into his hand before I drop it on the towel and scoot closer.
“Nice and slow,” he says, grinning.
I position the tip of the toy at his back entrance, then slowly, slowly press forward. Timothy makes a satisfied sound when I withdraw a tiny bit and press in again. It only takes a couple more slow thrusts and I’m there.
He lowers his legs around my hips and grips his dick. “That feels fantastic. Fuck me, baby.”
I slide my hands over his thighs to his hips and test out a tiny thrust. The friction of the strap between my legs is amazing and a littleohescapes my lips. The look on Timothy’s face is pure pleasure, so I do it again, a little harder. His eyes drift over my body as I pick up the pace a little, making me hot as the strap rubs me just right.
“You’re doing great,” he says, stroking his dick. “So fucking good.”
I love watching him touch himself, and watching him do it while I fuck him? Even better.
Sweat slicks my body, and I pause a moment for more lube. Timothy guides me. Shallow thrusts, then deeper, slower, then faster until we settle into a rhythm that leaves both of us gasping.
Timothy reaches up with his free hand, palming my breast, squeezing and pinching my nipple as he fucks his other fist. “Come on, come for me. I can’t hold on much longer.”
The strap between my legs is slick and I’m nearly out of my mind with how badly I need to come when Timothy twists my nipple. I shatter and the struggle to keep thrusting into him drags my orgasm on and on. I reach for his dick, gripping him just above his hand, tightening my thumb and forefinger over his crown, moving with him.
