“can you… can you talk me through what you’re going to do? before you do it? so i know what’s coming?” you asking. needing that control. that predictability. me nodding immediately. “of course, baby. i’ll tell you every single thing before it happens. and you can say stop anytime. you’re completely in control here, sweetheart.”
you visibly relaxing at that. “okay… okay that helps. thank you.” “of course. whatever makes you feel safe. that’s all that matters to me.”
you already lying on the bed. me settling beside you. close but not touching you yet. “so here’s what i’d like to do, love. i want to make you feel really good. i want to use my mouth on you. but we’re going to go so slow. and i’m going to tell you everything before i do it. does that sound okay?”
you nodding. nervous but trusting. “yeah… okay… but really slow?” “really slow, baby. i promise. now, first, i need to take your pants off. can i do that?”
you hesitating. then nodding. “yes… you can…” me carefully unbuttoning your jeans. unzipping slowly. “i’m going to slide these down now, sweetheart. you’re doing so well.”
pulling your jeans off gently. you in just your underwear now. me looking at you with such warmth. “you’re beautiful, baby. so beautiful. now i’m going to get in between your legs. just positioning myself. nothing else yet. okay?”
“okay…” voice quiet. nervous. me moving carefully. settling between your thighs. hands on your knees. “i’m right here, angel. you’re safe. i’m going to kiss your inner thigh first. over your underwear still. just soft kisses. letting you get used to me being this close.”
leaning down. pressing gentle kisses to your inner thigh. you gasping softly. “how does that feel, baby?” “good… nice… just different having someone there…”
“i know, pretty. you’re doing beautifully. i’m going to keep kissing. moving a little higher. still over your underwear. just kisses.” continuing to kiss. slow. reverent. you starting to relax.
“now, i’d like to take your underwear off, baby. so i can see you. so i can touch you properly. is that okay with you?” you breathing harder. thinking. then nodding. “yes… okay… you can…”
hooking my fingers in the waistband. “i’m going to slide these down now, sweetheart. nice and slow.” pulling them down carefully. you lifting your hips to help. completely bare now.
looking at you. taking you in. “you’re perfect, baby. absolutely perfect. now i’m going to kiss your thighs again. bare skin this time. getting you comfortable with my mouth being close. okay?”
“okay…” me leaning down. kissing your inner thigh. soft. gentle. you shivering slightly. “still good, sweetheart?” “yes… keep going…”
kissing higher. closer to where you need me. taking my time. “you’re being so brave, baby. so open with me. i’m so proud of you.” you making a soft sound. relaxing more.
“now, i’m going to kiss you right here. right on your pussy. just a soft kiss. nothing else yet. ready?” you nodding. “yes… i’m ready…”
pressing the softest kiss there. you gasping. hips jerking slightly. me pulling back. “how was that, baby? too much?” “no… no it was good… felt something new…”
“that’s completely normal, sweetheart. you’re very sensitive there. which is great. means you’ll feel everything. can i do that again?” you nodding quickly. “yes… please…”
kissing again. then again. getting you used to the sensation. you breathing harder. “this is okay… this is really okay…” “i’m so glad, baby. now i’m going to use my tongue. just gentle licks. tasting you. learning you. is that alright?”
“yes… yes you can…” licking softly. slow. you moaning. surprised by the sound you make. “oh…”
“you taste so good, pretty. and that sound you just made? beautiful. don’t hold back. let me hear you.” licking again. taking my time. exploring. you moaning more freely now.
“i’m going to focus on your clit now, baby. that’s the most sensitive part. i’m going to circle it with my tongue. really gently. tell me how it feels, okay?” “okay…”
finding your clit. circling it slowly. you crying out. “oh god… that’s… that’s new…” pulling back slightly. “too much, love?” “no… no it’s good… so good… just a lot…”
“i know, baby. but you’re handling it so well. you’re doing amazingly.” going back. continuing those circles. slow. steady. you getting more vocal. less self conscious.
“you’re being so good for me, sweetheart. letting me make you feel this way. i’m going to keep doing exactly this. same pressure. same speed. just building you up slowly. okay?”
you nodding. can’t form words anymore. just feeling everything. me working you patiently. no rush. all the time in the world. watching your reactions. learning what makes you moan louder. what makes you arch.
“that’s it, baby. just let yourself feel it. you don’t have to do anything. just receive.” you relaxing into it more. hips starting to move slightly. seeking more.
continuing to work your clit. gentle but consistent. you getting wetter. more responsive. “you’re doing so beautifully, angel. i can feel how good this is making you feel.”
you moaning continuously now. one hand coming to my hair. tentative. “you can hold on to me, baby. you can touch me. whatever you need.” you gripping my hair. grounding yourself.
keeping that same rhythm. same pressure. building you higher. you breathing harder. “something’s… something’s building…” “that’s good, sweetheart. that’s really good. that means you’re getting close. just let it build. don’t fight it. i’ve got you.”
continuing exactly what i’m doing. not changing anything. you getting more tense. more desperate. “i don’t know if i can… what if i can’t let go…”
pulling back just enough to speak. “you can, baby. your body knows what to do. and you’re safe. completely safe with me. just trust yourself. trust me.” going back. working you steadily.
you trying. struggling with the vulnerability. “just breathe, sweetheart. nice and slow. feel what i’m doing. focus on that. nothing else matters right now.”
you breathing. trying to relax. to let go. me being patient. thorough. consistent. finally feeling you start to give in. “that’s it, baby. i can feel you relaxing. you’re so close. just let it happen.”
working you. tongue on your clit. you suddenly gasping. “i think… i think i’m…” “let go, sweetheart. i’ve got you. you’re safe. just let go.”
you finally breaking. cumming. crying out. hips bucking. hand tight in my hair. me not stopping. working you through every second.
you shaking. moaning. me continuing until you start to come down. until it becomes too sensitive. then pulling back slowly.
crawling up immediately. pulling you into my arms. you curling into me. breathing so hard. trembling. “you did it, baby. you were perfect. absolutely perfect. i’m so proud of you.”
you making soft sounds. still processing. me holding you close. stroking your hair. your back. “you’re okay, sweetheart. you’re safe. i’ve got you.”
after a while, you finally speaking. “that was… i’ve never… i didn’t know it could feel like that…” “i’m so happy i could give you that, baby. you trusted me so much. that means everything.”
“thank you… for being so patient… for going so slow… for telling me everything…” me kissing your head. “always, sweetheart. always. you deserved all of that care. all of that gentleness.”
holding you while you come down completely. you safe. satisfied. knowing you can trust me. knowing you can let yourself be vulnerable like that again. knowing you’re completely safe with me.
