Info - subby Timmy, soft mommy dom, fake choking, a little bit of baby talk, mutual adoration and need to please, unprotected sex, mommy kink, small bit of aftercare, oral (fem receiving)
“Baby, you aren’t paying attention are you?” I asked my boyfriend as I saw him readjust his seating again.
“Sorry,” he said almost dismally. “I know I’ve been obnoxiously needy lately.”
“Hey!” I said sharply. I swung my leg over his and straddled his lap. I could feel his hard length beneath me. I grabbed his throat in a light hold. He immediately lit up with a smile. I couldn’t help but let the sides of my lips turn up as well.
“No calling my boyfriend obnoxious,” I chastised him.
“Sorry,” he said again.
“Baby, I don’t mind you being a needy boy,” I said, cradling his head to my bosom and playing with his curls.
“Really? It doesn’t make you feel used and annoyed when I beg for it?” He asked in a muffled voice.
“Noooo,” I hummed. I let my lips drift to his. These kisses were slow and lazy.
“I think,” I began, grinding down a bit on his crotch. He groaned deep in his throat.
“I think it’s incredibly sexy how much you want it,” I whispered. I kissed down his throat as I splayed my hand under his plain white top. I pried it off him, letting our skin touch. I moaned a bit as I smelled and touched his chest.
“I do want it so much, you’re so fucking hot,” he panted. His hands were crawling under my top as well.
I felt all over him, hair, flesh, neck, chest, waist, happy trail, I loved to spoil myself with his features. I was so obsessed with this man. Everything about him made me wild.
“It makes me feel irresistibly sexy and I love how whiny and desperate you get,” I murmured against his clavicle.
“Yeah mommy? I make you feel good?” He asked me in a small voice.
“Oh, yes, yes baby, you make mommy feel so good,” I promised. My shirt was off now and Timothée was massaging my tits. He kissed and sucked the skin and nipples. I was panting a bit, addicted to his lips.
“Oh, y/n, y/n, mommy, I love you,” he sighed ever so happily.
“I love you too,” I said pressing my mouth to his forehead.
“And I love being a sub, it’s so right. This is exactly where and what I’m meant to be,” he told me. His hips were squirming a bit. I didn’t reprimand or tease him for writhing. I thought it was sweet how sensitive he could be. I knew he probably had some precum already gathering just from this.
“I love being a dom,” I giggled and lightly bit his earlobe. “It’s so much fun.”
“And these, your suckies, I love these,” he moaned as I finally released them fully. I loved how easily we undertook this sensual dance. I had never told him not to take off my bra, but he’d waited anyway, ever obedient to his master.
“Remember when you first saw them?” I asked as his eyes stayed glued to my hardened nipples.
“Uh huh,” he whimpered. “Felt like I couldn’t think straight for a week. Every time I had a spare second they were on my mind.”
“You’re adorable,” I said and kissed him full on the mouth. He breathed softly and leaned back into the couch. We were both at our most happy and peaceful with this dynamic.
I guided his hands down. He gulped down my noise as his thumbs created friction on my clit. I loved that I could feel him harden even more. I loved that he was desperate to please. I loved that he let me move his hands in this subtly dominate way.
“Can we take off your sweats?” I gasped. He nodded eagerly. His cheeks were blushy and his eyes filled with excitement.
Soon we were both in our underwear. We ground against one another. We were sucking in the air each other breathed. I held his face so I could stare into his desperate puppy eyes. We got more slick as we humped. He leaked and I gathered arousal. Our wet spots rubbed together and we were both moaning.
“Can I ride you?” I asked him.
“Fuck, please, please mommy, I need it,” he gasped. I took out his dripping dick and pumped it a couple times. I slowly ran my entrance against his tip.
“Mommy, please, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whined. He was panting. His fingers twitched, and I knew he dearly wanted to grab his dick and push it inside me. He wouldn’t though. He would obey happily.
“You want it? Even though we did it yesterday?” I teased.
“I need it, I need it,” he begged. The pure craving in his eyes was enough for me. I fully sat down on his cock. Even before I bottomed out he was making noises and faces of pleasure.
“Baby,” I cooed.
“It’s never been so hard to last,” he nearly cried. “But I try my best for you.”
“And you do amazing. I love our sex,” I promised him. He nodded, biting his bottom lip.
“You’re mommy’s good boy,” I said with a smirk. His mouth dropped open in a groan. I knew that was what he needed to hear.
I pressed my forehead against his. Slowly, I lifted up and bounced back down. His hands were on my hips, helping me along. Timothée’s hips jerked up passionately.
“Ah, ha, fuck, ahh, mommy, s’good, you’re so ahhh, fuck, tight,” he whined.
“That’s my good boy. You do so well filling me up. I never want another cock.”
“Never want another cunt, fuck, never want another cunt,” he heaved.
I smashed my lips against his. Our tongues danced together and we swallowed the noises we made from the delicious sex.
Timothée’s hands shakily moved from my tits to my thighs and hips. He never failed to make me feel like a goddess he worshipped. His shaky breath, wildly drumming heart, and noises made me feel like the most desired person on earth.
“Can I fill mommy? Can I fill you up?” He choked out. I had known he wouldn’t last long and I didn’t mind.
“Yes, yes, you’re such a good boy. Pour all those stickies inside me,” I urged him.
“I’m, I’m, AH!”
He wailed out as his cum shot inside me. My lover painted my insides white as I rode out his orgasm. I loved watching this happen. His body stiffened and then melted. He sounded so weak and pathetic afterward. I especially loved how his mouth fell open.
I kissed him deeply, making sure I got a few my bounces in for him. I slowly slid off him, pulling him into my lap. We were both naked. I played with his hair and I’d say a breathless compliment now and again. He always came so hard that he was a bit light headed afterward.
“Mommy?” He said in his tiny post cum voice.
“Yeah little one?”
His cheeks got even more red. He buried his face in my crotch for a moment. He got so subby when I used names like that.
“I wanna make you cum, can I eat you out?” He asked sweetly.
“You don’t have to. I know your head may be spinning,” I soothed.
“No, wanna do it, please?” He pleaded. He looked so precious. He was one of the only partner’s I’ve ever had that cared this intensely about my pleasure.
“Okay puppy,” I allowed. He moved to get comfortable. He buried his face in my semen filled and sopping cunt. He moaned into it. I was already wrapping my legs around him.
