Bedroom Closet

I shiver inside thinking about last night, and it’s funny because as soon as A___ had cum I took over, but now as I sit here writing I am almost dizzy thinking about being under her control. Or maybe it’s from what I did after. Or maybe it’s just that we do these things at all. Who can say.

I did make a bed for us on the floor (noise reduction) and was hard as per A___’s instructions, but I drifted off to sleep and got soft. What I remember as I awoke was her straddling me and telling me that I had fallen soft and asleep. She took it out on my immediately with rough hands on my balls, cock and ass and rough words in my ear; I thought she was going to finger-fuck my ass without lube or hit me. I was scared. She settled for kneeling on my arms and rubbing her pussy and ass on my face for a while, resting and thinking while I struggled to make up for my lax behavior earlier.

Ultimately we ended up on the bed because I was given orders that could be fulfilled quietly.

“Start at my neck and work your way down my back to my feet, then I’m going to flip over and you’re going to work your way back to my pussy. Don’t stop unless I stop your head, but move slowly and don’t miss anything.”

I did as I was told. Initially stretched out on top of her and kissing her neck gently. Laying down meant I could use my hands to massage her shoulders at the same time, but as my tongue moved down her spine I had to kneel up on hands and knees. Rather than slide down (and off the bed) I began to pivot, so by the time I had reached the small of her back I was kneeling by her breasts and as I moved my tongue down the crack of her ass to the sweet space below her pussy, my whole face was buried between her legs. I licked and kissed and worked my tongue hard, trying as best I could to make her forget everything else except what I was doing. I didn’t lick her pussy except to let her know that I knew I still had duties. She stopped my head once as my tongue circled her ass, holding me there for a while.

When I was released I began to move again; down her legs between her knees, spreading out and laying down on top of her again, using my hands to massage her ass and guide her legs towards me. I’ve discovered a new found love for kissing A___’s feet and sucking her toes; this I did with a heat that, since discovering it, has surprised me. Eventually A___ rolled over and I worked back up her legs in a more traditional – submissive – position so that my face ended up buried between her legs and my tongue was working furiously. She held my arms tight by her neck so I was stretched and restrained, but it allowed A___ to steer me as she saw fit.

She came hard…

It was a good night last night. I woke up this morning, rolled over and saw S___, this incredible man. I flashed back to holding his head between my legs last night, pinning his arms down with my knees, roughly playing with his balls and penis, and think of how amazing he is. To give and take orders, to give and take pleasure in so many ways. I feel sentimental this morning after getting to use him last night. I get up and get dressed and he says “good morning Princess, I love the way your boobs look in that shirt” I lean over and kiss him. “I love the way your hair looks in the sunlight.” Two more kisses on his ear. “I love the way your kisses look on my face.” All in his sleepy voice, all honest, all what is in his head at that very moment.

This is why he is such an amazing lover. S___ says what is in his head, makes it known what he wants, and I am always happy to return the favor.

Small actions, little kisses, plain words, this is why we work, why we can dominate and submit, share and watch, little things put everything into perspective.