Tim drove me crazy for a time that seemed to last forever but I never wanted to end. I was already so horny after blowing him and my hands kept reaching for my pussy to masturbate any chance I got. Let's say Tim was incredibly confident in his abilities, and rightly so. He still had this shy look on his face, but his actions spoke otherwise. He teased me, very slowly, with his tongue and fingers until I begged him for more.
His tongue and lips were soft on my clit, and - thank you God! - he never even once pressed them too hard and never ruined the sensation and broke the flow of it (Don't you just hate that, when suddenly the guy gets too into it and thinks ravaging you will make you climb the walls? No, freaking idiots, it just hurts a bit, and then we lose our concentration, and we have to build it up again. That's frustrating as hell, and not at all in a teasing way!! Just. Don't. Do that!). His hands get running over my body, never stopping to play with all parts of me. He would occasionally stop building me up down there to come back for my nipples, licking them and rubbing his lips on them. It was at the same time a bit frustrating to see him stop what he had started, but also so fucking good.I dig guys who know how to treat your sensitive parts with respect and tender loving care. He bit gently, licked gently, even groped gently, but still passing on passion and desire in everything he did.
While he was licking my tits, Tim suddenly plunged his fingers into my pussy. I arched my back in response, a bit surprise and wondering what was going to be his next move... He stayed there for a while - guess maybe the multi-tasking with his mouth being busy on my nipples is tricky... I'll give him that - and then started to rub his 2 fingers gently, twirling them inside me, exploring me. After a little while, he started to exert stronger pressure, and building up speed, ever so slightly.
He went back down to my clit, his fingers going faster and faster in circles inside me while he was kissing it. Then his tongue started to run in circles, and I was feeling my tension building up like a storm. He was going steady, driving me toward my orgasm with the regularity of a clock, with some speed-ups every now and then. At some point, after slowing down just a little, Tim suddenly started to pant as he was licking me and his fingers stop twirling to just curl themselves forward in fast, strong pressures against my frontal cavity. I started to pant as well... and soon I was screaming and grabbing Tim's hair, not at all conscious that I was really pulling on it in all directions at the time. I shove his head down and begged him to make me come. I was torn between both sensations. My clitoris is rarely this well treated by males... It's a girl's thing, they have the know-how. I so wanted to come clitorally but at the same time his fingers were doing an amazing job. I tried to reach for his arms to make him slow down a bit, to synchronize. All I manage to do under the excitement was to scratch his shoulders when he accelerated and literally lift me up the bed and pushed me forward with the hand exploring me. I screamed so hard as I was coming vaginally, and as I was letting go relaxing, his fingers left me - okay, a split-millisecond of painful sensation here... that's delicate - and came to help his mouth with my clit, rubbing gently on my hood. I was barely recovered that I felt a second wave of pleasure overtaking me, and then I felt my body collapse. All my muscles letting go as I lost all control over them and my head jerked back.
I was oblivious to everything, just trying to focus on this feeling, this pleasure. Tim came up, passing his left-arm under my neck and reaching for my left breast, and put his face side down on my right breast, reaching for the nipple with his tongue. His right hand kept touching my inner thighs. He waited ten seconds, and started touching my clit again. I have to say that's probably what impressed the most. Not so many guys think of doing this. Once they're done with you, their turn his up, or it's sleeping time. They don't get that our clit just needs to relax only a few 10 or 20 seconds or so and then is ready for another session, if the first was good. And good Lord, that first one was awesome and I was getting horny again, and he just went for it without asking anything, without me hinting at anything. Tim was conquering me, knowing what I wanted.
He started off extremely gently, even asking if it hurt, being very careful not to rub me too hard after my orgasm. I said to be gentle and he kept going, only a level slower and softer. I abandoned myself, feeling suddenly a bit drowsy, and let him do his magical work. He built me up again in 30 seconds, and within what felt like a minute I was overcome by another orgasm, my ams reaching for things that weren't here... while Tim was putting his fingers - 3 fingers this time - inside my pussy again. "Wait!" I said, but I didn't want to wait. I was just overwhelmed and impressed that a guy would hope to make me come 4 times in 3 passes! And intrigued. And thankful. He didn't wait, just said to relax, and started thrusting me with his feminine but strong fingers again. That's what was about Tim: feminity. Something about the way he looked and talked, though with manly attitude, and now something about the way he fucked me. I was being fucked by a girl in a stud's body. He went even faster and stronger than before. This time the orgasm wasn't as strong nor as long-lasting. It built up quickly. But it was still good. It still happened. 4 times is not a miracle, it's not impossible at all, and it's definitely not the first time a guy would give me multiple orgasms from the ground up like that, but it is a rare thing you have to treasure.
As I came again, I put my hands on Tim's face and kissed him passionately, running my fingers in his hair, touching his face, back and chest. He was warm and soft, strong but not bulky like a bear. A feminine silhouette with evasive curves but strong muscles pulsing just under the skin. As I relaxed again, the pleasure fading, I rolled on my back exhaling a "thank you".
This night had already lived up to its promise, and yet I was already hoping for more surprises.
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