Tuesday Night Special

Yesterday morning, I left a comment on an Evolving Your Man article dealing with Delayed Ejaculation. The upshot is about how some men have trouble cumming by means other than their own hands. It's a challenge that I have as well. 

Last evening, my lady came to my house for dinner. I did all the meal prep work. She poured us both a glass of wine, and relaxed on the sofa with her feet up and made a phone call while I tended to the meal. I stopped the prep work and went to be with her while she finished her call. I had an overwhelming desire to rub her feet, and so I repositioned myself and did that for a while, until the cat decided he wanted attention and sort of took over the job, rubbing his furry little face over her feet. I guess you could say I got cat-blocked. I returned to the sofa next to her, and the cat joined us, curling up on her lap. He loves her, so who am I to complain. He's a cutie.

She finished her call, and I finished up the meal prep. It turned out well, and afterward, I suggested that we retire to the bedroom for some naked cuddle time. I laid on my stomach and she laid on top of me, grinding her sex into my ass. I know what I was thinking. I can't wait until she fucks me again. 

I turned over and she resumed laying upon my body. My cock grew hard quickly, and clearly she was ready. She mounted me for a brief fuck. I confessed to her that this evening was a fantasy come true for me. I recounted our evening as follows: I work in the kitchen, preparing the meal while she relaxes. I rub her feet to help her de-stress. We dine, I clean-up, and we retire to the bedroom where I worship her to orgasm. She definitely liked that idea, and while it didn't play out exactly that way, we have many more nights to work on it. 

She pulled off of me and tasted herself on my cock, knowing how it makes me ache for her taste. I begged for the chance to worship her pussy, and she granted mercy, settling on my mouth for a blissful but all too brief session. She rolled over and we lay together for a bit. I asked if I could lick her pussy more, and she declined, saying I'd have to wait.

I laid upon her instead. I believe we have an understanding that I can take the lead when the moment is right, and that she has veto power over my actions. There is no question in my mind that the moment she declares a limit, and end, or a change in what we are doing that I will comply immediately and to the best of my ability. 

My cock was still hard and rubbing against her sex. I made a move to enter her and she opened her legs in approval. I thrust vigorously, and she loved it. Soon I felt my climax approaching, and I passed the point of no return. I announced that I was about to come, and she made no sign that I was to stop. I don't think I could have at that point, but I suppose if we ever tells me to cease and desist that I will obey.

My orgasm was massive. As we kissed and calmed down, she confirmed my sense that she hadn't cum. I offered to go down on her to bring her off. I want to do that some time; eat her pussy after I've cum in it. It'll be a challenge for me doing that post-orgasm, but I've thought about it a lot and I am ready to try it. She told me that an orgasm wasn't going to happen for her because she was very tired and also had too much wine. We snuggled more and exchanged our mutual, ever deepening love for each other.

It a rare event that I cum and she doesn't. She said that was totally content, and so that made me happy. The evening served as a counterpoint to the comment I described at the beginning of this post.

Recovery

I had a temporary medical issue that put me out of commission for over a week.  Consequently, the my lady and I set a record (for us) for time between sexual activities. Although I offered to lie on the bed and have her make use of my oral skills, she declined, saying that she wanted me to focus on recovering. I can think of no better definition of true love between a couple than for each to put the other's well-being above their own. 

By this past weekend my healing was well underway. On Friday evening after dinner, I stated my desire to lie naked next to her in my bed, even if nothing came of it. She accepted my proposal, and something, or rather someone, came of it. It had been nearly two weeks for us.

By the way, in the counter on this blog, I don't track if my lady takes matters into her own hands when we're apart. She's told me that she sometimes does, and I'm happy for her to do that whenever the mood strikes her. I'm equally happy to save my own orgasms for her, although I do edge myself during the week when the mood strikes. It turns me on to give over orgasm control to her. She is growing more comfortable with the idea.

Back to Friday. She informed me that I would not be coming this night. We stuck to traditional activities, although she denied me the pleasure of worshipping her pussy. As previously articulated, she is meticulous about being fresh down there before allowing me the honor. She had not anticipated my offering to lie naked with her, and thus felt unprepared. I think I could grow to adore lapping at her nether region in nearly any condition if we could both feel sufficiently comfortable. However, since I am also very self-conscious of own hygiene, I completely understand and respect her decision. We ended up with a lovely cuddle session which followed a rather thunderous orgasm brought on by my penis inside her, my fingers and lips on her nipples, and her own hand on her clitoris. There is no more beautiful sight in the world than that of her face in the throes of pleasure. I live for those moments.

Saturday morning started with breakfast together. I'd slept at my house but visited her quite early. I put on my black cock cage - I'd not worn one in nearly two weeks - and presented her the key upon my arrival. After nourishing our bodies, we nourished our souls with an intimate and prolonged foreplay session. She announced that neither of us would be coming this time, but rather we would build the sexual tension for later in the day. It now having been a full two weeks, I was ready to agree to any terms she offered. This time, I reveled in the honor of orally worshipping her. I'm pretty sure I'm addicted to the act. I feel like I'm on another plane when ministering to her sex, and it is never long enough, which only adds to my arousals and deepens my submission.

She unlocked my cage, but did not remove the ring. My cock gets quite engorged when partially constricted like that; rather veiny and deep in color. We're careful to ensure circulation is not entirely cut-off, as accidental castration would be rather contrary to the goals of our sex lives. She enjoyed sucking on it and stroking it. She then mounted me and it felt amazing. After a while she climbed off and said, "I get to taste myself now, you'll have to wait." She licked her own juices from my granite hard cock, while I whimpered in envy, longing for her taste. Finally, she moved up and allowed me the honor of worshipping her glorious pussy. I suckled, licked, and kissed her gently, delicately and reverently. I looked up and watched her sucking on the dildo. I think she does that mostly for my benefit, but it definitely looked like she was enjoying it. I certainly was. We ended not long after, saving ourselves for the afternoon. When my penis gave up and decided to go back to normal size, we locked me back up and she kept the key. Off I went to my house to tend to chores while she did likewise.

The afternoon session started after lunch, with me saying, "if you'll give me the key, I'll unlock and take a quick rinse." Her reply: "who said anything about needing you unlocked today?" That certainly set the tone, and put me where I belong. I loved it!  We set about connecting the straps to the bed, and then me to the straps. She had me locked and bound, and she seemed to relish the power. I watched her touch herself, playing with her nipples and rubbing her pussy lips. My penis struggled mightily against its confines. She teased and licked my cage confined cock, and played with my exposed balls. She got out the dildo again, and sucked on it, then she rubbed her clitoris with it, and finally started fucking herself. I could hear the wetness as I watched her plunge the thing repeatedly into her opening. She pulled it out and made quite a show of licking and sucking her juices from it. I licked my lips and pleaded for a chance to taste her. She just smiled and denied my request. After repeating the act, she took pity on me and the third time she withdrew, she placed the cock at my lips. I sucked it hungrily, tasting her intoxicating wetness, going as deep as I could on that dick. She watched me suck and fucked my mouth with it a little. 

As in the morning session, she removed my cage but not the ring. She mounted me and took her pleasure, riding my cock and sucking the other one. Then she announced it was time to fuck me.  She used a pink dildo on me. As she climbed on the bed, I asked if I should suck her cock first. Eagerly she presented it to my mouth, and just as eagerly I took it in my mouth, bobbing on it, taking it as deep as I could. She said, "ooh, that's hot." It was. I felt so submissive, so feminine as we positioned a pillow under my ass, she fingered me to loosen me up and then entered me.

My previous experiences with her penetrating me have not been unpleasant, but also not really what I would call particularly enjoyable. This time was different, maybe due to the position, the preparation, the two weeks of not having orgasmed, or a combination thereof. She looked into my eyes and moved in rhythmic fashion.  The harness pressed against her sex, making the experience pleasurable for both of us. My cock remained fully erect. She grabbed the other dildo and started sucking it again. Then she leaned in close and I kissed her face with the cock still in her mouth. We started sharing it, licking and kissing it together, and then alternately sucking it. 

It was better than any fantasy I've ever had. It's because all that we do wells from a spring of love, flowing over a waterfall of mutual desire, and into pool of safety, serenity and comfort. We know that we can be uninhibited with each other, and while a lifetime of repression is difficult to shed, we have come a long way, together.

After a little while longer, I asked if she wanted to reverse positions. She went off to clean the pink dildo. When she came back into the room, she found me masturbating, while sucking the other cock. She commented approvingly, although the specific words have escaped my memory at this point. I put the strap-on harness on and inserted the pink dildo into it again. She got on all fours, and I prepared her rear opening. When she was ready, I penetrated her. My cock was firm, but not quite firm enough, and the angle was not optimal for me to enter her pussy with it. Always the problem solver, I reached for the other dildo. And so it happened that I fucked her ass and pussy with two dildos while my own cock remained on standby. She reached under and used her fingers to bring herself to a massive climax in this way. We lay on the bed while she recovered, after I removed the harness. My erection returned with a little casual stroking on my part. She took me in her mouth and teased me further for a while, then laid with me again. She asked how she could help me cum.

At my suggestion, she re-secured me to the bed straps and used a lot of lubricant on my cock. She played with me and it felt amazing to have her do that. Still, I couldn't climax. She asked what we should try, and I asked her to release my hands so that I could masturbate while she watched. She watched closely, sucking on the dildo while I brought myself off. It was massive, and a large load soon covered my stomach and hands. She used the dildo to wipe some of it up and licked it off. We laid together in the blissful afterglow of an adventurous and very sexually rewarding session. 

Sunday morning, after breakfast, I announced that I was going to lie naked on the bed for a while, and invited my lady to join me. I sort of figured she might.  :-)  It was a sensual follow-up to the prior day's festivities, and it concluded with an intense climax for her. We planned for more fun later in the day, but things got in the way. We ended up naked in bed in the evening, where we cuddled and had some brief oral and penetrative exchanges, but alas we were too tired and had had a few too many glasses of wine to be fully effective. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

It's difficult to explain how joyous our adventure is. Both of us, for different reasons, have repressed or perhaps not discovered our sexuality previously. Through a lot of conversation, open-mindedness, respect, trust, and most of all, love, we have enriched our lives and become even more deeply committed to each other than ever.

Thanks for reading.

Jen

A Weekend Away

We had a wedding to attend this past weekend about 90 minutes away. We could have driven there on Saturday and back the same night, but decided to make a weekend out of it. We rented a nice secluded Airbnb near the water. As we both had busy workdays on Friday, we didn't arrive until after seven. I had asked for instructions, and she decided that I should be locked in the black Kink3D cage for the ride down. I gave her both keys. 

We had a quiet dinner in the cottage, along with what turned out to be too many glasses of wine. We cleaned up and made for the bedroom. Some wonderful caressing and kissing led to more intimate acts. She unlocked me but removed only the cage; the ring acted to partially restrict blood flow, making my cock more rigid and veiny. She played with me for a while, sucking and licking my cock. It feels so nice, and I know how she loves to do that. Win win. Soon I returned the favor. I found my happy place, between my lady's thighs, and provided oral homage. Alas, the effects of the wine were such that she found it all too stimulating too quickly. I removed the ring after calming down for a bit, and we slept together.

In the morning, we both wore animal prints, her in a satin pajama top and nothing else, me in a chemise and panties. We had coffee on the screened-in patio and then she made us breakfast, which of course was delicious. Among her many talents is the ability to turn even a simple meal into a work of art for the taste buds. 

We decided it was time for more horizontal activities, so there we went after a quick shower. She teased me and soon I was begging to lick her pussy. She tasted herself on her fingers, denying me the pleasure. She then grabbed her favorite dildo, the one that looks like mine (we have to give this one a name so it'll be easier to refer to it). She knelt over me and sucked it while I lay there watching. It's such a turn-on watching her do that. Then she started fucking herself with it, and I masturbated while watching her. She pulled it out and tasted herself on it, eliciting a spontaneous moan that I realized was coming from me. Reinserting it, she got it wet with her juices and offered it to me. I sucked the cock while looking at her, tasting the delicious wetness she imparted to it. I don't know what she was thinking, but it felt so naughty doing that while looking directly into her eyes. 

She put our friend aside and we got into a sixty-nine. It's important to me that my lady come first. There are several reasons, most of all because "ladies first" is still a thing as far as I'm concerned. I think I written about several of the other reasons before. Come she did, on my face, with my tongue and lips worshipping her the way she deserves it. It is glorious to watch her spasm and hear her climax. We switched to missionary after that. While she's too sensitive for oral stimulation after a climax, my lady enjoys penetration, and of course so do I. I asked if she wanted me to come this day or wait until the next. She wanted me to climax, and so not long after her decision I let loose a large (for me) flow of semen. I've come not more than once per week for a while now, and I can definitely say that when I do they are more intense and rewarding. After cuddling a while, we got up and dressed.

We tooled around the nearby town and shopped a little. It was fun looking at ladies' clothing together. I'm not sure if we were browsing for her, me, or us. The selections were limited however, and the prices steep so we didn't buy anything. We had a light lunch and napped. She asked me to wash her back for her, so we entered the bathroom. We didn't make it all the way into the shower before some serious foreplay started. A lot of teasing, sucking and licking, but then we got ourselves together and got on with the shower and getting ready to go.

The wedding was beautiful, and we had a grand time. There were lots of beautiful people all dressed up beautifully. I found myself taking notice of the dresses and shoes the ladies wore. You have to anticipate the conditions before you choose your footwear, you know. It was an outdoor wedding so, no stiletto heels were to be found. I was so proud to have been her "arm candy" as she called me. There is never a place I'd rather be than at her side. I took it upon myself to fetch her drinks for her; the gentlemanly thing to do, I think, but also the wedding connection was through her friends and I wanted to be sure she had lots of time with them. I also flat out enjoy serving her, so there was no downside in my view.

We stayed a good long while, chatting, drinking (moderately) and dancing. I drove us the short distance back to our place. We crashed out. Alas, I awoke at 2:00 and could not go back to sleep. My lady slept better, but my lack of sleep ruined any morning opportunities we might have otherwise had. We checked out and returned home, took care of things and I came over to her place later. We had planned to have another love-making session, but I was still in a funk, so we ended up just having dinner and not long after, I went home and went to bed.

Lack of sleep definitely impeded my sex drive, but I got to wondering if my having climaxed the day before didn't also contribute to it. My lady loves when I orgasm. I do, too. Still, I wonder if we might be better off if my climaxes are delayed until the end of the weekend, or even skipped now and again. I like the tease and denial, the anticipation, and the uncertainty. Most of all, I like to please my lady, and I want to always be on my best game to do that. That means getting enough sleep, at least. The rest is something we'll have to discuss, and see what she's comfortable with.

Thanks for reading.

Jen

A Memorable Weekend

I'm afraid I waited a bit long to write about the rest of our weekend, so some of what I'm going to say might be inaccurate, but I'll do the best I can. Specific details might be juxtaposed or flat-out wrong, but the feeling is not lost. Being in her presence fills me with happiness beyond words.

On Sunday, we had a bit of a recovery day. She came to my place and brought breakfast. We did some decluttering to help me get closer to moving in with her, dropped off some clothes at a charity collection place, did some shopping, had lunch, and generally hung out all day.  I was locked in my new Kink3D device. In the late afternoon, I worshipped her pussy and she had a satisfying orgasm.  She told me I wasn't allowed to come this day, which was a turn-on. We dined, and I spent the night with her, unlocked. 

I brought pajamas and a robe to wear in the morning. I'm trying not to push my crossdressing; it's far less important to me than she is, and her comfort takes precedence. She has been supporting of me, even directing me to wear a chemise during love-making, and she tells me I look hot. Not nearly as hot as she, but I greatly appreciate the compliments. One evening this weekend, we wore matching style chemises of mine; she chose the pink one and I wore black (the one she'd worn the night before). That was fun.

On Monday, we awoke and cuddled in bed. There's no better way to start a day than embracing the one you love. Things heated up and soon she was riding my cock, and oh that felt so nice. She orgasmed that way, with a little help from her fingers on her clitoris, and mine on her nipples. She didn't want me to go down on her, which I totally understand. We're both super conscious of being clean and smelling nice. At the same time, I get really turned on by her womanly aroma and taste when the opportunity to worship her occurs not immediately after she showers. Maybe that's a boundary that is somewhat movable. I went home to tend to some things, and she did likewise. We had some family obligations in the mid-afternoon, and then went to my place after, in separate cars. I prepared things while awaiting her arrival.  

She had several specific instructions. I asked if I should be locked or unlocked.  "Locked," she said with authority and without hesitation. That caused some swelling. I also arranged a camera on a tripod and some mirrors. The camera was screencast to the bedroom TV. She wanted to watch the action from different angles. I obviously didn't hit "record." I wondered if that was something she'd want. In one sense, that could be fun, but the risk of later accidental exposure is something to consider seriously.

When she arrived, I was in bed, three limbs secured to the straps, wearing a red chemise and my black cage. All the toys were clean and ready. She came in, attached my free arm and disrobed, revealing a sexy black lace teddy enshrouding her gorgeous, womanly body. Things were getting pretty tight down there by this point.

She teased me, playing with my caged cock, pinching and biting my nipples, making me beg to worship her pussy, and giving me just the briefest taste now and again. I'm thinking that physical addiction to pussy might be a thing, because in addition to loving her so, I absolutely yearn for her taste. She touched herself, and placed her sticky delicious fingers in my mouth. So hot. She used the seven inch cock that looks like mine, rubbing it all over her pussy. I watched her taste it. Then she fucked herself with it while I stared, in awe. She pulled it out and offered the cock to me. I sucked it hungrily, tasting her sweetness. 

Eventually she untied and uncaged me, as she had other plans. I donned the strap-on with the pink dildo. With her on all fours, I lubricated her rear channel, and penetrated her. The intent was for my cock to penetrate her pussy at the same time, but it wasn't cooperating. Despite being really turned on by the whole scene, I couldn't get things going on my end. She improvised, rubbing my semi-erect cock against her clitoris while I fucked her ass. She sucked on the seven inch cock, while we watched ourselves on the TV. I was really hot, and she came furiously. We cuddled for a bit, and I started fondling myself. She told me she likes to watch me do that. With her encouragement, I got harder. 

She wanted me to come, so we decided to try the missionary position. She whispered how this was my chance to come, because afterward she was going to lock me up for the week. That definitely made me harder. I whispered that once we're married and under the same roof that I want her to have all the keys to my devices. I sensed a climax inbound, and it definitely felt like I was coming. My cock also rather quickly deflated. However, I didn't actually cum. No semen came out. It was odd, but not unsatisfying. While she watched, I inserted two fingers into her pussy to check.  I pulled them out and tasted them. All her, no me. Hmmm. It's ok, because it did feel like a climax. I just fired a blank round for some reason. 

The rest of the evening was spent over dinner and relaxing in front of the TV. Every day that I spend with her, I love her more. She is my world, my everything. 

Thanks for reading.

Jen