Guilt and Offers

The two of you lie together on the bed, silently embracing. Lily caresses your chest with light touches of her fingertips, while you run your fingers through her hair, carefully working out the tangles with each stroke. After a time, she finally speaks.

"I'm sorry I couldn't take you inside me today," she says, her voice flat.

It takes you a moment to process her words before you reply. This isn't a new problem. Ever since you started dating, proper penetrative sex has been challenging for the two of you. You're on the thicker side, and she's quite small. Plenty of tiny women in porn make sex with big cocks look easy, but your girlfriend's pussy is so tight and so sensitive that it's often painful for her to take you inside of her. And if you take things too slowly, you often go soft before either of you can finish. If she's super aroused or takes the time to warm up, it's easier. On better days, you've managed to get most of your length inside of her, but only after slowly and patiently warming her up. The two of you would enjoy a few minutes of careful thrusting before one of you came, which usually set off the other, too. You've never managed to go balls-deep, and you've never really been able to thrust at a reasonable pace either. But it honestly doesn't bother you. Your fiancee is smoking hot, kinky, eager to please, and knows how to use her hands and mouth. Well, her mouth is a little too small to take more than half your length, but what she can fit she takes excellent care of. You never cum so easily as you do inside her warm, wet mouth.

"You don't have to apologize, babe," you insist. "Never apologize for that. I had a great time, did you?"

Lily nods. "It was wonderful. Not as wonderful as when you fill me up, but it still felt amazing," she admits. "But that's not the point. The point is that no matter how good we get at this other stuff, I might never be able to take you all the way inside. And I don't want you missing out on something like that. Every male instinct in your body probably tells you to thrust all the way, but with me you can't." She looks up at you, composed and deadly serious.

"I'm not a jealous girl, John. I love you and I know you love me too. So if you ever wanted to be with another girl, or a guy for that matter, to know what it feels like, I'd be okay with that, alright?"