She kissed him softly, the fact he cared, the fact he wanted to do the right thing. “Just being here like this is enough,” she replied, “We’ll learn together, baby. I promise.”
Lying down together, she cuddled closely into him. His eyes never stopped gazing over her body, and he finally gave in and took one of her nipples into his mouth. They’d always been sensitive, even after her surgery, moaning softly as she placed a hand on the back of his head. “Suck my titties,” she moaned softly.
“They’re perfect like the rest of you,” he murmured before focusing on her other one, his fingers gently tweaking and pinching the free one.
It turned her on, and when he kissed her again, she could feel her girlcock was leaking. Taking his hand, she guided it down her stomach and made a gesture with her eyes when he broke the kiss. When his hand ended up on her back and on her arse, pulling her closer, she giggled as his cock pressed into her again. “Hard again, baby?”
“Hard, not sure I’ll cum hard again that quickly though. I’ll need a little longer.”
Resuming making out, she felt her heart thundering in her chest, loving the feeling of his fingers all over her body. Arse. Back. Chest. Stomach. But she realised he was avoiding her girlcock. She already knew he wasn’t scared of it. She knew he wasn’t sure if he should touch it or not. But she already had a plan and knew it would work.
When he was clearly ready to go again, she pushed him onto his back and straddled his lap. His eyes lit up as he drank in her body. Pair of perfect fake breasts. Flat stomach though that was purely diet, there was no real tone. She knew her legs were fantastic, and already thought of how they’d feel wrapped around his body with his cock buried inside her. And then there was her girlcock, pre-cum already glistening and leaking from the tip.
“Can you imagine me like this with your cock buried inside me?”
“Yes,” he replied quietly.
She leaned down and kissed him again. “You can make love to me any way you want, baby. I’m your girl.”
“Girlfriend?”
She loved the sound of it and couldn’t help giggle. “If you’ll be my boyfriend?”
“I’d love to be your boyfriend, Cindy.”
She kissed him softly. “Well, my boyfriend has just earned himself another long, sloppy blowjob and his girlfriend is going to swallow all of his delicious cum again.”
Kissing down his body, she teased him to state, her tongue running up and down his cock before focusing on his balls again. Enjoying the noises he was making, she was half-tempted to rim him. She’d eaten arse before, as although she had no interest in fucking, there was nothing wrong with rimming. She loved having her arse eaten before making love.
Returning to his cock, she gazed up his body as she wrapped her lips around his cock for a moment. “By the time I’m done with you, baby, you’ll be begging me to make you cum.”
His chuckle made her giggle. “Well, as long as I cum in the end, gorgeous.”
If she timed herself right, it must have been at least an hour. It wasn’t just her lips around his cock the entire time. She mixed in her hand from time to time, her tongue running along his shaft to bring him to the brink before cooling off. The groan of frustration made her giggle, but his fingers still caressed her cheek or through her hair, never forcing her down on his cock.
When he did finally cum, his load was just as large as the first one she swallowed down. This time, she kept some of it in her mouth, showing her what she still had in her mouth. Closing her mouth, she smiled at him before ensuring she gulped it down audibly, licking her lips before leaning down to kiss him. Sliding his tongue into her mouth, she was momentarily surprised before figuring he probably didn’t care since she’d swallowed his load.
He needed a pee after that, and offered to get her a drink. Not wanting to drink in the bedroom, they sat naked on the couch, curling her legs underneath her as she snuggled into his side. His fingers caressed her other side, sharing the occasional kiss.
“It’s been over two years, Cindy,” he admitted, “Some men might be embarrassed by that. But after what happened, I’ll admit my libido was shot. Some men might have felt it necessary to go out and fuck anything that moved. I was the complete opposite. I didn’t want to be anywhere near a woman.”
“Didn’t think about going gay like your friends?”
He laughed out loud, making her giggle and cuddle into him some more. “No, never considered that at all.”
Finishing their drink, they agreed they were tired. Getting into bed, she spooned back against him, leaving the lamp on as she couldn’t help but love feeling his strong arms around him. Any other time she’d been in bed with a man, she’d always felt awkward. This time, she felt loved straight away. “Mark… Can you do something for me?”
“Sure, sweetie.”
She lifted her right leg to it rested on top of his, taking his hand and wetting it with her tongue, before lowering it down her body until he touched her girlcock. He didn’t need any further instruction. Instead, he removed his hand for a moment before he passed her a tube of lube. “I obviously jerk off,” he stated.
Lube applied, she gasped as she felt his fingers gently caress her girlcock. She choked back a sob as it felt wonderful, but she wasn’t feeling used or cheap when he was touching her. It was loving, intimate, and she also enjoyed the fact he was both confident and shy.
“Is it okay?” he asked softly. She couldn’t find her voice, didn’t want him to hear how much she loved it. Loved it so much she was crying, because then he’d worry it was upsetting her. He pulled her tight to his body, feeling the hairs of his chest against her smooth back. His soft lips at her neck then her cheeks. “Are you sure?” he asked. Her heart melted at how concerned he sounded.
“Make me cum,” she whispered, “It feels really good.”
“Okay.”
She’d been horny for most of the night so the fact she came so quickly didn’t surprise her. She did wonder if he’d be upset by the fact she came all over his sheets, but he said it would just be a good reason to snuggle while they slept together. His fingers were covered in her cum, meeting her eyes and the question was unasked.
“You can if you want to,” she stated, smiling when he didn’t hesitate in tasting her in return.
“Want a shower or wait until the morning?” he asked.
Turning to snuggle against him, her head against his chest, that was her reply. Wrapped in his arms again, she was asleep rather quickly.
The next morning, she woke up and watched him sleep for a few minutes. She wanted to tell him how much she already loved him, and that she knew that, with each passing day, with every time they were together, she’d love him even more. When he slowly woke up, the smile that formed when he noticed her watching him sleep made her giggle again.
“Well, morning there, beautiful,” he stated quietly, kissing her softly on the lips.
After showering together, and she’d admit he spent a long time soaping up her entire body before washing her down, he cooked them breakfast, discussing what they’d do together before she would need to go home. He explained that his daughter would be with him the next two weekends, but considering she’d already met Cindy a few times, introducing her as his girlfriend probably wouldn’t surprise her.
“In fact, I can guarantee Emily would love to hear that her daddy has a girlfriend, particularly if it’s you.”
“Really?”
“Cindy, she might be seven but kids are pretty clued up. She already thinks that you should be daddy’s girlfriend. She likes you and can already tell you make her daddy happy. As far as a seven-year-old girl thinks, that’s all that matters.”
“What does she think about your ex-wife’s partner?”
“Doesn’t like her. Blames her for forcing daddy to move out. I know the ex-wife has tried talking to her more than once. She thinks I should try and explain it to Emily. I said the ex-wife made her bed, now she can lie in it and explain to my daughter why daddy is forced out of his house and someone else is now there instead. As I said, I can support her in finding her identity while not liking how she went about it. And I despise her partner and won’t have anyone tell me I should try and be friendly. She knew my wife was married at the time and still carried on with her. She’s just as much to blame for what happened. Susie Homewrecker is what I call her. As for the ex-wife, I’m just indifferent nowadays, keep conversations to Emily only. She lost any right to even a friendship with me. We co-parent and that’s it. If we didn’t share Emily, I’d have nothing to do with her.”
He sighed and shook his head. “I know it sounds like I’m bitter. Maybe I still am in some ways. Hard not to be when I’m constantly reminded every time I go pick up my daughter. That’s why I generally ask her to be dropped off here, or I’ll collect her from school or something.”
“She broke your heart, Mark. You’re allowed your feelings and no-one can judge you for that.”
“From what you’ve told me, you’ve had yours broken too. Maybe we can help heal each other?”
She kissed his cheek. “I think you’re already helping me.”
Pulling her over onto his lap, she rested her head against his shoulder as he gently squeezed her. “I’m feeling better about life since I met you, Cindy. I just needed to meet the right woman.”
“As much as I needed the right man,” she whispered. Standing up, she offered her hand, pulling him towards the bedroom. “And, right now, my man needs to unload his cum into my mouth.”
“Whatever my girlfriend wants…”