God Of Crafting

How does one make a moment of intimacy much more vivid than it was by its very nature? How could one turn an already memorable moment into something that would ingrain itself in a much deeper, more solid fabric of one's memory?

It all came down to just this one answer. And for me, the solution was simple.

'There's no way I'm done yet!' I screamed out in my mind, all for the sake of keeping myself in line with my own, logical desire rather than letting my instincts kick in.

There was one, very simple way to make sure a sexual experience would be more memorable than all the others we had before that. A way that was so common, it was appreciated enough for some nuclear sites with some mature content to create a whole damn tag for it...

Or, in less weebish language, it was something popular enough to turn from a kink into a fetish and later on, just as much of a sexual preference as many others.

A discipline of sorts that affected both me and Claire equally, even though as we were of different genders and thus experienced excitement and pleasure in slightly different ways.

"T-Tim... P-p-please..."

Claire's weak, labored voice barely managed to come out from between her moist, trembling lips.

Yet, deaf to her pleas, I continued to hold her in place atop my lap while gently caressing her shallow insides with the fingers of my other hand.

That's right.

My solution to the problem of making our intimacy as great as humanly possible was... to drive Claire all the way to her limits and then edge her for as long as I myself could hold it in.

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And while one would argue, Tim, how dare you claim you both get excited when you are the one doing the fingering, this is exactly where the gender differences came into play.

Even though I wouldn't claim myself to be exceedingly handsome or anything like that, I wasn't ugly or anything either. But then again, in contrast to just how beautiful Claire was, my face or my body wasn't something for one to get considerably excited by.

One could say, I just had a well-trained body... but a body that one could find in pretty much every other gym.

That's why, while I made sure to keep Claire's excitement not only with the agile yet slow movements of my fingers but also with a constant, whispered affirmation, sweet words, and general displays of intimate affection...

I had to cope with how such a superb beauty pretty much laid down on my lap, with her knees far apart from each other allowing me a perfect and unobstructed access, be it with my eyes or fingers, to her most important place.

Just the way her chest wiggled under the influence of her spasming for the air was enough to get me going. Just her weight bearing down upon me was enough to get me going. Just her warmth, the way she pressed my erection down with her weight, the way she wiggled all over my lap as she continued to be subjected to my caressing and tender care...

yet had to cope with how I refused to let her reach fulfillment...

Each of those elements was enough to get me going alone. And when compiled into a single experience...

'I really believe I should get some sort of medal for hanging in there for so damn long!'

While I wasn't as rude as to put this intense foreplay if not outright edging on a clock, this now limited me to only guessing for how long I've kept going.

Then again, what did time matter, when I could just look at the girl in my lap to gauge whether she was already at her limit or still hanging in just a bit away from it?

"Tim...! Tim...! Tim! Tim! TiTiTiTiTTTTIM!"

Claire's slight, panting cries merged into one, continuous sound while she wiggled atop my lap, moving all over the place as if she was trying to get herself in the position to be fucked yet, without my cooperation, couldn't find the right angle of approach.

'Almost there, huh?' I thought before sliding my fingers out of Claire's insides, before slowly, carefully moving both of my hands up her inner thighs, all the way to the point where I hooked them behind her knees.

"Tim... Tim... Tim..."

Just hearing Claire call my name with such longing, such desperation, was enough to bring me even closer to the edge...

But right now, I judged Claire to be ready. And with that said, it was time to make my move.

"Get ready," I whispered straight to Claire's ear...

Only to then lean as far back against the cushions of the sofa as I could while pulling Claire's hips up with one hand while using the other to control the descent of her upper body down towards my knees.

"Kya!" Uttering a lovely squeal, Claire soon found herself hanging face-down from my hands, with her shapely, moist bottom now just an inch away from my face.

Then, without further ado and before she could even try to compose herself, I pushed my face forth a bit only to then blow a bit of air right at Claire's wet, twitching pussy.

"Ah!"

Claire's entire body convulsed when this unexpected sensation joined the fray. At this point, even something as small as just blowing air at her crotch was enough to make her react like that... Which only made the next part all the more engaging for me.

'Let's hope I will do a good job,' I thought, swallowing my fears and doubts as I pushed my face even closer before opening my mouth up and pushing my tongue out, all the way to the point where its tip pushed against Claire's clit.

"HAAAH!" Her moan turned heavier, thicker than before. But it was merely the beginning. And while Claire was still in the process of caressing my ears with this sweet, moist moan of hers, I dragged my tongue up, caressing the slit of her pusy with it...

Only to then hold nothing back and push my tongue inside of her.

When it came to eating girls out, I had little to no experience. That is unless I counted the experience I've gained from... actually following the joke of advice for young men to eat cup yogurts without a spoon for the sake of their future girlfriends' gratitude.

Then again, no matter how little if any experience I had at the task when I held Claire so close - even if with her head down and her legs now falling down to rest on my shoulders - I had just the perfect lab rat to read the responses of and thus improve my techniques!

And so, I started by slowly dragging my tongue over Claire's lower lips, before slowly, carefully pushing in deeper.

That alone was enough for her body to enter a state of constant spasming. Yet, as I braced myself and pushed my tongue even deeper...

I had no other choice but to stop, pull back, and grit my teeth when Claire simply ripped my pants open and grabbed my erection before greedily stuffing her mouth with it.

'Shit... Not like this...' I groaned in my thoughts, clenching my hands into fists to resist the pleasure when Claire sucked on my lower head as if she was trying to literally suck the sperm out of my balls while using my dick as a straw.

Then again, after a moment of weakness, I returned right back to the task, venturing deeper and deeper into the depths of Claire's pussy before my tongue could physically reach no further.

At that point, however, after easily over an hour of sloppily making out and fingering the girl who was quickly turning into the love of my life, within mere moments of Claire actively trying to pleasure me I reached the point where I could simply go no further.

"Claire... Stop..." I muttered in the short breaks I took to get some air, only to push my lips right back to the task, enjoying the truest taste of Claire's excitement that gushed from within her.

Claire apparently held some sort of a grudge that stopped her from heeding my words and prompted her to go even harder on me instead. And so, while I was trying to do my absolute best to eat her out, she continued to push my dick further and further up her mouth... or rather, at this point, up her throat.

With the sensation of something boiling over at the very deep of my balls, however, I couldn't allow things to progress as they were. And so, with a desperate tug on Claire's waist, I pulled her up...

Only for that little gremlin of a librarian to refuse to let my cock go, sucking on it with all the strength she had just to keep it in her mouth!

"Claire, stop, please!"

Finally, my words got to her, mere seconds before I would unleash all of my stacked excitement directly into her mouth!

Yet, what I took for a blessing of her mercy, soon turned out to be just a lesson when she dropped her hips off my face and back to my lap, only to then turn around and straddle me directly, in the way that we both kind of grew used to already.

"Now you know how it feels when you ignore the pleas of the other, don't you?" Claire whispered as she caught my face between her hands only to give me a long, slightly angered stare...

Only for it to melt down as, by rising up on her hips to look down into my face, she ended up teasing the tip of my cock with the moist entrance to her insides.

Before the lesson could really sink in, Claire's face properly melted down as all of the excitement that we both held back could be held at bay no more.

And so, to crown such a long attempt at edging ourselves, Claire took aim with her hips and as soon as she felt just the tip of my dick sliding inside of her, she pumped her hips all the way down, giving neither me nor herself any time to get used to the familiar yet still new sensation.

The moment Claire pretty much jumped down my lap, I saw stars before my eyes. The sensation...

It was unlike anything I'd felt when sleeping with her before, not even when we went at it quite hard.

Her insides were somehow tighter... yet felt more snug. Her inner folds wrapped all over me with a desperation I've never experienced before while her very depths...

They felt different.

As if something deep inside of Claire shifted, making it easier for me to knock on the gates to her womb.

A change I couldn't help but welcome, when Claire squeezed down on me with the might of all the cultivator gods that existed, breaking past the last mental blockade that allowed me to hold back and pretty much forcing all of the sperm I stockpiled out of me as it shot up to paint every nook and cranny of her womb white.