My girlfriend loved the fuck out of me. [MF]

I’m sitting in the recliner, she comes in to say she’s going to the gym. She’s in a gym crop top and stretch pants.

I’m a boobs man, more so than an ass man. But there’s something erotically unsettling about a toned midriff on a woman. And when like my girlfriend, there’s a navel ring thrown in there, that exposed belly becomes my sexual Achilles heel. I’ll die there.

So normally I’d fuck her. I wouldn’t even say anything. Lusty stare, feeble protests from her, kiss her belly while she laughs loudly initially then stops laughing when I kiss lower and lower. Get her wet enough and then fuck her against a wall.

Today there was going to be no fucking. Several times that week we tried to have sex and I just couldn’t stay hard. Was playing snooker with a rope. Shit week at work, plus some other personal trouble I told myself it was. Surely I shouldn’t be having dick troubles in my 30s. The last time we tried was painful. I ate her out and she came but was squirming, restless, submissively whimpering, staring at me with pleading fuck me eyes.

I used a dildo on her. She cums and I hated that low budget dick temporarily for it. She wants to tell me it’s ok and these things happen but she’s told me 6days in a row now so she’s run out of comforting platitudes. She just held me, while I wondered why cocks weren’t just made of bone and erect all the time.

So she leaves for the gym, unfucked.

I must have drifted off. I’m woken by her straddling me. Just in a loose tee shirt and panties.

“How was the gy…?”

“Shhh” she puts a finger over my mouth. Tells me we’re not talking. And we’re not fucking

She has a look, it’s somewhere in between lust and affection. It’s tender and fierce.
If I were to put it into words, it’d probably be, I want to love the fuck out of you.

She pulls up the shirt and pushes her chest forward urging me. I’ve joked with her that nothing relaxes me a tit in my mouth. She knows though it’s not really a joke. I never suck on her tits outside of sex. I didn’t know what this was. But I liked it.

Her soft full breast was in my mouth, she leaned me back to rest fully against the recliner, rubbing the back of my head gently, and kissing my neck.

I don’t know how long it took because I was in a bubble of softness and warmth and the smell of her body lotion and the sound of her soft soft breathing. She was rocking her hips subtly while still straddling me and I was rock hard. I leaned forward and reached down between her legs but she pushed my hand away, and in a voice dripping with lust whispered, “We’re not fucking”

She firmly places my roaming hands beside me, pins me back in the chair and teasingly lowered her other breast in my mouth.

“I’m just taking care of you” she whispers huskily.

I’m aching in my shorts. I’d normally be the one telling her what to do, moving her where I want. Doing to her as I pleased. Not now.

Now I was hypnotised by her tenderness, and excited by losing control, it was leaking out of me as precum.

She wasn’t subtle about grinding now, she was winding her waist in frustratingly slow but wickedly effective back and forth. My head was thrown back, eyes closed, this was dreamy, sweetly soporific.

She reached into my shorts, wet now with precum and took me in her hands, slowly massaging.

I raise my head up and held her gaze. Her tender, fierce, fully accepting gaze.

She still wasn’t going to fuck me but she certainly loved the fuck out of me.

And the cum out of me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vkamgy/my_girlfriend_loved_the_fuck_out_of_me_mf