If you read the blog entry preceding this one you will read about a very deep and pleasurable orgasm given to J by me via cunnilingus yesterday morning. It is an act that I love to do and one that ends in me getting incredibly horny. I was hard as steel after she collapsed in post orgasmic exhaustion. There was no way she was going to pay any attention to me, and it was ok. I have learned to control my sexual need and translate it from frustration to adoration and attentiveness. So it was yesterday morning. We had a busy day and there was no time for gratification or relief for me because all our time was invested in her pleasure. Add to that the fact that she was keyed up to get ready for this show she was hanging yesterday. She is ordinarily a very giving person; I have accused her of being way too giving at times and not selfish when she needs to be. So I understood when my erection went unrelieved yesterday morning that it was due to all the things on her mind.
After a long day and a nice dinner we eventually made it to bed. In the spirit of true selflessness, J remembered my plight of the morning. So last night as exhausted as she was when we got into bed she decided to make it up to me.
We were in position one and she whispered the following question into my ear: “do you want to MMO in me?” I tried to make all kinds of excuses on her behalf. I suggested that she was too tired and it was too late. But mid way thru my plaintive excuses she put an index finger over my lips and simply said: “shhhhhh”. Then with the finesse of a cat she latched onto my nipple and sucked on it enough just to wake my cock up; she took no more than 30 seconds to convince me that pleasure was good, no excuses were called for. She then slid down to my crotch and put the entirety of my flaccid penis in her mouth and sucked and tongued it to erection.
The situation was now turned back to the sequence of events of that morning. I was lying on my back with my legs together. She straddled my hips and took my erect cock and put it at the mouth of her pussy. She then pushed her weight down on it and my stiffened flesh disappeared into the warm wet caress of her vagina. It was a delightful and calming feeling to be inside her. Then she laid down prone on me flattening her breasts on my chest. She put her head on my pillow, next to my head and placed her face next to my ear.
She then put her legs froggy style parted on either side of my legs, forcing my legs to stay together.
Then with her head next to my right ear she ran her hand through my hair on the left side of my head and began to whisper the nastiest fantasies in my ear. Things about guys fucking her and girls fucking me and how we might fuck on a stage with people watching us, describing in excruciating detail how she masturbates when I am gone, describing what she thinks about when she jills off, describing what it feels like when I fuck her. It was incendiary and it had the desired effect, my penis and my insides were on fire.
She had learned quickly the last time that my tendency when I am turned on is to thrust against her and hump her. She figured out then that she could use the pressure of her pubic bone against mine to hold me down. She has a prominent pubic bone; if she doesn’t yield when she is on top I can’t thrust up against her. So we lay there perfectly still as her words played in my head and stiffened my cock. She kept up the filthy verbal narrative and added the tweaking of my nipple with her other hand.
I could feel my prostate inflating, it was like the hot whisper of her breath in my ear and her hotter words were inflating my prostate like a balloon. Her sexy words and the hot breath of her love for me was not only erecting my gland inside me but they were setting my brain on fire. The sensation of the erection deep inside of me is difficult to describe. Especially when it was happening as fast as it was then. Usually it is a gradual process, but last night it took no more than a minute. It felt excruciatingly pleasurable and it was desperately erotic.
The sensation was filling my body and causing my heart to race. I pushed her hand away from my nipple it was too much of a distraction, and I groaned to her to tell me more. And so the narrative continued. I was shocked but extremely turned on by the absolutely filthy narrative that she described. Its effect on me was incredible. I envisioned my cock was a straw sucking pleasure from deep inside her and swelling my prostate and filling it with pleasure. The feeling of my gland inflating was unimaginably desperately and agonizingly pleasurable. It just kept growing and growing. As it grew I wondered if I could stand the intense pleasure that was welling in me; and before I could answer the pleasure increased even more. She kept stroking my head and whispering nasty sexy things to me. My legs began to tremble as my capacity to endure pleasure was stretched taught, I was filled with intense, rich, and thick erotic sensation that was desperately trying to be released. I was filled to my limit and maybe beyond.
With my legs trembling and my breath coming in gulps, my insides were quaking and I thought I might explode. I groaned to her: “ pinch my nipple”.
As soon as her fingers came together with my dark purple hardened nipple between them the sensation was more than I could bear. The balloon exploded and the pleasure that was crammed in my prostate took control of it and made it contract hard. Each contraction squeezed the aching organ and made it release more pleasure. The contraction kept coming and coming, each one filling my bloodstream with bliss. My ears were thundering and my body was twitching. Thirty spasms gripped me and they showed now signs of letting up.
She raised her head from my pillow and began to kiss my lips with a passion and intensity that showed me the depth of her love for me.
My prostate responding in kind by redoubling the intensity of the orgasmic spasms and quickening their pace. I struggled to keep kissing her but I couldn’t maintain the discipline. The rhapsodic pleasure was racking thru me. The orgasmic contractions hardened and continued as did her kiss.
For thirty minutes she tortured me in anguished ecstasy. The orgasmic contractions took control of me. It was one of two dozen times since I have started this that I had no control. It didn’t make any difference what I thought, or did. The orgasms were in charge.
Each set of contractions latched onto the end of the previous set over and over. Each set became more intense than the previous ones. After a while I just gave up and became a dishrag as the pleasure kept crashing on me; I was like a rag doll in the pounding surf.
Eventually as I become to get sore, I whispered through parched lips: “enough . . . enough”.
She rolled off of me and lay next to me. Even with no more stimulation, the waves just kept coming and coming. I laid there and shuddered as the bliss refused to relinquish my body. I got chills as I lay there struggling to return to normalcy.
I eventually got up to go pee, knowing that that usually helps me come down. And it did.
When I came back to bed she was lying in my spot with a face that can only be described as the cat that swallowed the canary.
The last time I saw a face like that was when I crawled out from underneath her pussy yesterday morning. Yea sure …I knew how she felt. I felt that way after I did her
16 hours earlier.
That is what keeps a relationship going.
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