Do you love me?
Maybe, just a little (smiling)
Do you fancy me? (said while wearing my cycling shorts)
Yes...
Do you like being in control?
Definitely!!
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That exchange made me happy on so many levels. She loves me, she finds me attractive, she is happy.
And she likes to be in control, it's not my game that she indulges, she likes it herself. That makes me a happy bunny too!
Wednesday, 19 August 2009
Thursday, 13 August 2009
15 orgasms a year
That might be the future i have look forward to.
My wife and I were talking about my orgasms, shortly after a bout of begging to cum added 5 days onto my unknown sentence. I was asking about signing a contract that provided me a minimum number of orgasms, given that the way she is going I find myself more and more limited for longer and longer. Her response... No to one a week, or one every two, or three... Maybe to one a month, but actually on balance, no! She refused to have any limits or rules imposed on her. She likes to be free to do it as long or short as she wants. Only these days its almost never short.
Then we talked about my fantasy, I want one day to experience one year where I have one cum a month, no more, for a year. Just to see what it like. What she said was are you sure you want to risk it? 'you know its very likely I will get used to it and won't stop. Think how much further I go just in last nine months!'
She is right. She does go a lot further these days, and as she gets used to one level she ratchets it up a bit, subconsciously. She then went on to say that surely I am not far of that now. Again she is right, I average three weeks between orgasms, although sometimes I get a couple in between denial periods. She thought it likely that the 15 orgasm year will happen one day, probably soon. This wasn't a reference to a single year but a habit. A lifestyle.
Even if the number never drops that low it will be low enough. She is becoming a truly naughty girl who likes having her own way, and I helped create her. I may yet live to regret this. I can easily envisage this going much further than I ever guessed.
My wife and I were talking about my orgasms, shortly after a bout of begging to cum added 5 days onto my unknown sentence. I was asking about signing a contract that provided me a minimum number of orgasms, given that the way she is going I find myself more and more limited for longer and longer. Her response... No to one a week, or one every two, or three... Maybe to one a month, but actually on balance, no! She refused to have any limits or rules imposed on her. She likes to be free to do it as long or short as she wants. Only these days its almost never short.
Then we talked about my fantasy, I want one day to experience one year where I have one cum a month, no more, for a year. Just to see what it like. What she said was are you sure you want to risk it? 'you know its very likely I will get used to it and won't stop. Think how much further I go just in last nine months!'
She is right. She does go a lot further these days, and as she gets used to one level she ratchets it up a bit, subconsciously. She then went on to say that surely I am not far of that now. Again she is right, I average three weeks between orgasms, although sometimes I get a couple in between denial periods. She thought it likely that the 15 orgasm year will happen one day, probably soon. This wasn't a reference to a single year but a habit. A lifestyle.
Even if the number never drops that low it will be low enough. She is becoming a truly naughty girl who likes having her own way, and I helped create her. I may yet live to regret this. I can easily envisage this going much further than I ever guessed.
Monday, 10 August 2009
Ten to one
On Saturday night, exactly three weeks and one day since my last orgasm, after Exactly10 orgasms for sandy, I got to cum. Finally! One very needy guy.
Even after being away for almost two weeks and having a lovely weekend break with me, her Domme side was not replaced by lovey vanilla side. I was told to kneel at the end of the bed between her legs and watch, not touch, as she gave herself two orgasms. Periodically she would reach over and put her finger in my mouth, but pointing up so I couldn't taste her properly! She knows I like, no love, to make her cum, she does this because its fun to be so mean sometimes, and get away with it, lol! I couldn't resists touching, every now and then she had to remind me to pull away or there would be consequences.
Afterwards she knelt over me and lowered her tasty wet womanhood over my mouth she gave me an exquisite hand job, she is very good at those. Not stopping when I came and ringing every last ounce of pleasure from my body. I was wrung out afterwards! And in love!
Only here's the rub, she just isn't the lovey sort, at least not in bed. So as I lay there basking in after glow, hugging her warm body close and staring into her eyes lovingly, she was itching to tickle me, then asked me, no told me, to give her a foot massage as she fell asleep.
It was lovely, she did hug me enough to make me feel loved, but her cheeky manner just made me smile and be happy to give up more of what i wanted for her pleasure. So I got tickled and massaged her and we fell asleep.
Sometimes I think I am the woman and she the man, I am the one who lies there after sex needing love and intimacy, and she has always been the one who wants to roll over and go to sleep, or get up and do something else. Luckily we have worked out our compromise positions.
She does need to feel loved as much as I, but she gets it in a different way. She gets hers by being looked after, treated gently, having me notice what she needs physically and emotionally and doing it without her asking. But not by being hugged or making love.
Even after being away for almost two weeks and having a lovely weekend break with me, her Domme side was not replaced by lovey vanilla side. I was told to kneel at the end of the bed between her legs and watch, not touch, as she gave herself two orgasms. Periodically she would reach over and put her finger in my mouth, but pointing up so I couldn't taste her properly! She knows I like, no love, to make her cum, she does this because its fun to be so mean sometimes, and get away with it, lol! I couldn't resists touching, every now and then she had to remind me to pull away or there would be consequences.
Afterwards she knelt over me and lowered her tasty wet womanhood over my mouth she gave me an exquisite hand job, she is very good at those. Not stopping when I came and ringing every last ounce of pleasure from my body. I was wrung out afterwards! And in love!
Only here's the rub, she just isn't the lovey sort, at least not in bed. So as I lay there basking in after glow, hugging her warm body close and staring into her eyes lovingly, she was itching to tickle me, then asked me, no told me, to give her a foot massage as she fell asleep.
It was lovely, she did hug me enough to make me feel loved, but her cheeky manner just made me smile and be happy to give up more of what i wanted for her pleasure. So I got tickled and massaged her and we fell asleep.
Sometimes I think I am the woman and she the man, I am the one who lies there after sex needing love and intimacy, and she has always been the one who wants to roll over and go to sleep, or get up and do something else. Luckily we have worked out our compromise positions.
She does need to feel loved as much as I, but she gets it in a different way. She gets hers by being looked after, treated gently, having me notice what she needs physically and emotionally and doing it without her asking. But not by being hugged or making love.
Wednesday, 5 August 2009
Foolish subby feelings
I don't know why but I was feeling uncomfortable with my sexuality this morning. Sandy and I had a lovely night last night, went to the cinema, came home late. She asked for a long back massage I had promised a day or so before. I still haven't been slowed to cum since she got back, although I am unlocked, so massaging her was both a pleasure and a tease.
After I finished I asked her for a little tease, she agreed on condition I massage her back again, so she did and I did, it was fun, close, pleasurable and rather exciting for me.
This morning had a nice cuddle, I woke up to her leaning over me, her delicious breasts in my face. We hugged, she lay on her front as I massaged her feet a little while she woke, I then lay on top of her to feel her against me. When she realised I was hard she began to flex her bottom against my cock until I was about to cum.
So far so good...
But now on my way in to work I suddenly feel a little stupid, foolish for being so horny, for having a different sexuality...
I hate that feeling!
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