I’ve lost count of the days without sex. Was last night day 10 or 11? My focus seems to have shifted from quantity to quality, from shear connection to deep intimacy. We didn’t make love because my husband set me up. He recommended we watch a movie which always puts him to sleep, and by the time the movie ended, he was snoring like a baby, and I was energized from the story. Total opposites, we are, but it works somehow.
He woke me up this morning tonguing my pussy. As much as I wanted to tell him no, I couldn’t. He has me in the palm of his hand, sexually that is, and I will do whatever he wants.
Sex was tender and slow as he fingered me with care touching all inside of me. I moaned and got really really really wet. I’m getting used to being sloppy, the type of wetness that makes noise and feels a bit too exposed and vulnerable.
The best thing he said was that he was proud of the journey I’m on. He likes the fact that I’m not touching myself. He likes me giving myself to him fully. He likes controlling me sexually. He likes my desire for deeper orgasms and my discipline which will lead us there. He loves how horny my pussy is, ripe with anticipation and puffy with desperation. “My little pussy is getting better and better. God, I love you, Stella.”
We made love for nearly three hours this morning, not that I was looking at the clock. I didn’t know what time it was when he aroused me, but I was fully aware of my monkey mind tossing and turning in 10,000 directions before fully giving herself to the moment and to her body and to her man. That took at least thirty minutes.
But when the switch flipped, I was a different person altogether not caring about one damn thing except making love to my king.
I bent down to suck his dick like it was the most precious gift in the world. My long blond hair flowed to one side as I peered up at him with seduction licking the tip of his dick and holding the shaft firmly with one hand. I love giving him that pleasure, the pleasure of knowing he’s adored and worth every ounce of desire I pour on him. He deserves to lay back and watch as I suck the fuck out of his dick.
At some point I pushed him all of the way down my throat and stopped. His hand cupped his balls and massaged them all over my chin before attempting something new. One at a time, his balls found their way into my mouth. I opened wider nearly choking on his massive cock and welcoming his big balls to the party. He smiled like a boy with excitement.
Several positions made my pussy tingle with delight. When I rode on top and sat up straight with him all of the way inside of me, I found a spot I could rock on. It was just a small movement but a big sensation. I liked it a lot although I feared putting all of my body weight down. He’s big and sometimes hurts me with it.
My husband grabbed the coconut oil and rubbed it all over my butt as I sat like a frog with my back to him and my butt all puffed up. He slicked my body up like a piece of meat then slid his fingers into me creating a fabulous sensation of ecstasy.
At some point I stopped to catch my breath and rolled onto my back on the bed. My body was light and relaxed as though I’d had 10 orgasms, yet I hadn’t yet climaxed. It’s the oddest feeling of satisfaction without gratification.
He then moved to show me a video on his phone. It’s us having sex a few years back. I was laying on the edge of our bed with my butt up and my face down like I used to just love when I rubbed my clit. In the video, I’m tan and toned and my butt looks built like a racehorse, round and firm. I’m squealing in the video with delight as I come to a crescendo orgasming for about 10 seconds.
Next is the part my husband most loves. He pulls out and I turn around to open my mouth before him right as he’s grabbing my head and pulling me to his crotch. He jerks his dick off right there on my tongue. But I wasn’t look at myself at all, I was watching his face in the video and his reaction to the pleasure. My husband is the most handsome, gorgeous, kingly man in the world. He’s muscular and demanding, which I need. I’m so fucking lucky to be swallowing his cum.
We kiss as the video comes to an end and he makes his way down to my breasts fondling them with pure enjoyment and kissing them with tenderness. He calls me volumpuous now and I love it!
We ended up on the edge of the bed again with my legs spread and a pillow under me. I reached down and spread my pussy lips agape for him to see all of the mystery of her juicy pink glory inside. He melted over me with his masculine desire pulsing through his body like bolts of lightning.
He’d held his release for hours now focused on the simple yet complicated act of pleasuring me. I think he was beginning to run out of steam.
Just then the fear popped up again. What if he can never make me cum without my clit? What if this is all in vain? What if I really just can’t cum that way? It feels so good, what’s wrong with me?
My legs were open wide and my pussy even wider inviting all of his goodness to reside inside. He accepted the invitation with pride pouring what seemed like gallons and gallons of cum into my body. The tingles were there but the climax wasn’t and I pouted as he finished up and pulled out.
“Baby, I can’t take this any longer,” I whined like a little girl begging for a toy. “I need to cum. It’s been too long.”
“No, Stella, you’re almost there!” He smiled as he wiped his placid dick with a towel.
I was still on my back with my legs spread. Cum was seeping out. He stuck one finger inside and rubbed it all around.
“Just 10 days to go, sexy girl,” he said.
I didn’t understand. “Huh? 10 days?”
“Or weeks.. or years..” He grinned with the sexiest confidence in both himself and me.
“I don’t like it,” I whined again wanting more sex, more pounding, more cum, more of everything.
“Too bad, sweetheart. You gave yourself to me. I own you. I control you,” he said slipping on his shirt and grabbing for his phone. “And you’re going to cum on my dick, with my dick, with only my dick from now on. I don’t care how long it takes. I’ll make love to you forever trying. We’re training your puffy, juicy, tight, little fucking horny whore pussy to depend solely on me.”