We're Not Crazy

Don't Hurt Yourself

I stepped out of the bathroom after my shower and saw Josiah sitting on the bed watching the tv.
His eyes found me.
I hadn't remembered to grab clothes so I was still wrapped in a towel.

"Come here." he stated.

I walked over to him as instructed and stood in front. He took my hand and pulled me between his legs then took off my towel.
He began kissing over my body.

"You can't do this, I just showered..." I stated as he held me close with both arms around my waist.
"Shower again." He turned us around and I was placed onto the bed before his kisses trailed down to between my legs.

"W-Wait..." I said and stopped him.
He looked up at me. "What?"
"Um..."
Before I could get it out, he put his mouth back down there.
"A-...Are you supposed to do that?" I asked in confusion. It still felt really good.
His tongue came out and licked over the spot he usually rubbed with his fingers.
"Yea, it's like medical or somethin'." he stated and did it again, this time sucking. My fingers dug into the comforter on the bed as his tongue swirled around a sensitive area.
"It is...?"
"Mhm." He kissed it. "To keep us both healthy..." He licked it again. "I have to eat you out until you cum on my tongue. Nutrition and...heart health or whatever. Just to be healthy. Makin' sure everythin's workin' how it's supposed to and that you can feel it." His tongue flicked quickly on it before he sucked and I moaned loudly as my toes curled.
"R-Really?" I wondered.
That was new.
"Yea. Can you feel it?" He licked around slowly before sucking on it.
"Y-Yes...!" I answered.
We'd never done this before. He only ever put his fingers on that part. But...it kind of felt better than anything else we'd done. Which is saying a lot.
His tongue was so soft and wet as it rubbed up and down me while I moaned and my back arched. He pushed my legs up then sucked and licked slow as he pleased.
I whimpered as I began to feel sensitive. My legs squirmed and I whined uncontrollably before finishing onto his mouth on accident.
He kept sucking and my back arched as my hands grabbed even tighter onto the blankets. I felt like crying.
He licked slowly up then down and my moans were shaky in return.
He finally let go and removed his mouth.

He licked his lips.
"You moan pretty." he stated and began pressing soft kisses onto the sensitive bud between my legs.
He lifted his face again and looked at me.
I lightly closed my legs hoping it would stop him from trying to go again. I could feel a pulse.

I looked at him and then between his legs.
I saw a bulge under his sweatpants.

"What're you gonna do?" I asked in reference to it.
He looked down. "I don't know. Use my hand probably."

I thought about it.

"Can I use my mouth too?" I wondered.
"You wanna suck me off?" he asked.
"Is that what it is?"
"I mean...it has a lot of names but that's one of 'em..."
"Yea. I wanna do it..." I said and sat up.
"I don't think you wanna do that."
"Why not?" I wondered. "Is it not gonna feel good?"
"No, I'll feel the same way you felt...maybe even better. But I don't think you'd want to."
"Why?"
He looked like he was thinking.

"Baby, not to sound cocky but...I'm not that small..." he stated.
"Yes, I know."
"Right, and...you..." he was thinking again. "You can't handle when your mouth is full...you know? Like you eat like a bunny rabbit. Small bites."
I stared at him. What was that supposed to mean?
"I don't want you to feel sick." he claimed.
"But you did it to me..." I pouted.
"Yea, but that's different."
"How?"
"Well for one, your clit isn't eight inches."

What...?
I thought about how that correlated.

"Can I just try?" I asked. I wanted to make him feel as good as he did for me.
He took a deep breath. "Alright."

I sat on my knees and watched as he pulled it out.

"You can try." he stated. "But if you don't feel good then stop."
I nodded and looked at it.
I took it in my hand and bent over.
I was a bit nervous.

"Just...watch the teeth. That hurts." he clarified.
"Okay..."

I changed my mind and got off of the bed then just kneeled on the floor in front of him.

I slid the tip into my mouth and saw him gently bite his lip.
I figured it needed to go further so I pushed it in more.
His head fell back and I kept trying but...he was right.
I didn't like it.
It was too big and my mouth felt full.
I knew that he kept using his tongue earlier and figured that's what I should do too, so my tongue would keep moving around it and I could hear his soft breathing or a faint curse under his breath. I thought he felt good but I didn't like it at all.
I could feel my eyes watering.
I didn't want to stop after he'd just done it for me but I felt sick and wanted to cry.
My tears streamed down my cheeks as I still tried and he looked towards the ceiling. He looked down at me so I tried to stop my tears and I looked down to hide my face but it was quickly pulled off of him.

"Leyla, stop!" he shouted. "Are you okay?!" He pulled me up to him and kissed my face as I cried.
"I'm sorry..." I whined as he held me.
"You're alright. Why would you keep going?"
"I wanted you to feel good..."
"There's other ways I can feel good without you torturing yourself. If you don't feel good, I don't feel good. You hear me?"
I nodded.
"Goddamnit, Leyla." he cursed as he held me and kissed my head.