A tea pot and a log.
Work weeks make things a bit difficult sometimes.
When I see her falling asleep so early I just say sleep. Time for loving later.
Not to say that I don’t miss her, but there is a certain sense of quality over quantity sometimes.
I find during dry times I fantasize about her more. I think about the different predicaments we could get In together if she wasn’t busy, and sometimes we both bring that into the bedroom. Just wanton unadulterated lust for one another.
I watch her a lot more closely. From getting undressed or dressed for the day, to showers, to just walking around the house. Her cooking, her sitting on the couch, just touching her skin, as we watch a show. To her hands on me, sending tingles all around me.
There’s something nice about having your lovers have their hands on you even if it’s not sexual, I think it’s the essence of anticipation. Yeah she’s tired yes she’s probably gonna fall asleep, but just the “what if” fuels my nights and days sometimes. Like what if she had me scoot up inside her big spoon. Her hands lightly on me. Roaming, my back pressed against her breasts, her breath on my neck, complete darkness, like we could get caught. Her hands roam across my skin, trails of goosebumps following close behind, gently tweaking a nipple, a scratch here, a nip there. Her crotch against my ass, we are stuck by a slight line of sweat between us. As she cups my balls, gently rolling them through her fingers. Her fingers encircle my cock. It is soft, and warm but she pulls on it anyway until it’s erect, a slow pull, no need to rush. We are just trapped in this darkness for a bit, no one needs to know what we are doing. She whispers into my ear. About how much she loves stroking my cock. How she can feel all that good cum in my balls and it makes her mouth water. How she wants to grab my ass cheeks and ram my cock into her mouth till I cum and just tightly hold my ass and drink. Throat muscles working, milking all that cum from em. She talks dirty like she was made for the Bridgertons, she is lecherous and sultry. She pushes me down so I am lying on my back. Drops her torso over my belly. So she can look down and watch my dick as she strokes it in the dark.
“Turn on the light.” She whispers. And so I do, and
It beats the darkness away, and I see the back of her head, her beautiful back and ass. He buttocks curved and delicious like classic music or a violin concerto.
Everything is feelings right now. We do a lot of watching each other, there is something so profound about cumming in her mouth and looking right at her as I pump my load into her and she sees it all. Something transcendent when I stick my dick in her ass and watch her expression.
Something special as she fucks my ass and jerks me off all over her hand. You can see all of that. The way the harness sits on her hips. The lewd feeling coming to the surface that are confusing and erotic.
But you take it all away, and it’s like being blind. All your senses become magnified. Each touch, lick, stroke, feels 10 times more…sensitive? Yes that’s the word. Not better. I feel her pump my cock, and her mouth around the head, licking the sensitive underside. Her stroking is neither too hard, or too soft. It is languid, we have never talked of this, but I have always assumed this is her reveling in what she is doing. Enjoying herself, getting lost in the pure essence of me, breathing in the stench of me. and it makes my dick throb and ache. There is no one, there is nothing but her hand, her mouth; her breath, and the gentle weight of her. I wish I could say that I love forcing her to do stuff, or that I love being made to do things. I don’t on either point.
I love the willingness to please, as it is the same for me when I look at her. No act is degrading because in the end it gets her off which is what I want. What I yearn for, even waiting to make love together even waiting through a night and a morning so I can have the unadulterated time to watch her cum.
To watch her enjoy my dick. To feel her cum. To have her cum on my dick, the wetness dripping down between us as she convulses and squirms. To smear my cum all over her belly and watch her eyes light up.
But I digress, because In this fantasy none of that is happening. In this fantasy she is languidly stroking my cock, while she sucks the head and pays close attention to my balls. I love when she runs her face all over my balls. There is something cat like to it, animal like, another moment where she just lets go and enjoys herself. This is part of what gets me off, her enjoyment of what we are doing. Her losing herself in me. Her breath. Her hands, her mouth, and her heart beating against my leg, her breast laying just so. I feel her body move, reposition. Her eyes glint in the lamplight.
She rolls over off the bed. My dick forgotten. Rummages around and comes back with the “cleaner ”. She crawls between my legs reaches up and grabs me pulls me up.
“Come sit down.” She whispers. I walk around the bed and sit in our chair. She grabs a pillow for her knees. Again, there is something religious about these moments. She says my body is her temple, and these moments I see that. My dick throbs against my belly button, my heartbeat apparent in the way that it bobs up and down. She sits down, leans her arms over my legs and we can see each other. Her eyes never leave me, even to inhale my dick into her mouth. Her eyes roll up slightly, and so do mine as she sucks on me, deep throats me. I hear her turn on the “cleaner”. And look down. It disappears between her legs, and she moans around me as she strokes her toy into herself.
Everyone should have a “Cleaner.” Simply put the “Cleaner” is a toy that is used as a last resort. There is no pleading, no cajoling, no saying no. It rips the orgasm right out of you whether you like it or not. This toy is that good, and has been used on many occasions. Watching her scream into her pillow and hump her crotch into the air in a permanent grimace of the most Intense orgasms will do that to you. Think taut leg tendons jittering like an electrical wire and you’ve got it. You break your lover for the night, it’s that good. And that’s what she is using on herself as she fondles and sucks my dick and I love it all.
You know what it is. It is the bunching and stretching of her arm muscle. This allusion that there is something else going on beneath the waves. Because you can never have every angle so your imagination takes over. The salty slickness of her engorged lips, and she is mercilessly fucking herself. Her eyes change as well. From determined to slightly scared to flashing back to determined as she brings herself closer to orgasm. As she pumps me in her hand and mouth. pushes me deep into her mouth till I go beyond the tightness of her throat all the way till her lips brush my pubic hair. She can’t make any noise as she deep throats me, but she jerks and shakes as she fucks herself and the soft purr of her toy.
She strokes me and let’s go of my cock with her mouth. She pushes her nose into my balls, I can feel her deep inhale, her licks and she takes one in her mouth to suck on as she strokes me.
And I cum.
I am not expecting it, It comes on like a freight train and I can’t stop it, she is way too hot and I am way to turned on and I cum. I say oh go oh god oh good my hips raise and that’s enough, Long spurts onto my belly. And i shake and roll my eyes up in my head. She squeals around my cock and I can feel her moving her hand faster inside her, my orgasm turning her on so much that in a short bit of silence as I start to come down she orgasms as well. I look down at her, a look of surprise and lust covers her face, she squeezes her eyes shut. Her breath now gasping against my balls. She takes my dick inside her mouth and sucks the last cum that drips from me as her hips shake and fuck her toy. She rubs her hand in my cum and raises her head to lick it off her palm. Jerking and gasping still through her orgasm. She continues to stroke my overly sensitive cock as she continues to cum. She collapses, lost in her feelings. She is lost. We are both lost, what better to be lost in one another.
Lost in the lust and taste till finally she pulls her toy out, so beside herself she can only let it vibrate against the hardwood, ignored while she dips her hand into herself and licks her own cum as well. She looks up, cum and pussy juice glistening from her chin. Soon she’ll be off the picture of demure elegance, but for now I have her in all her erotic goddess glory. Her chest hitches as she calms down as I calm down. Drops of cum litter her tits and she takes moments to wipe them with her finger, and then suck them dry. We are symbiotic and perfect for one another.
Amen.