It’s a quiet night for us; espe­cially in the con­text of this blog. A___ has gone to bed in antic­i­pa­tion of an excep­tion­ally long day tomor­row, and I’m sit­ting up read­ing and play­ing video games while a printer fin­ishes what it’s doing for me. As we’ve men­tioned before, we’re in an inter­course free period (end­ing Sat­ur­day), but tonight will most likely be an any-course free evening. One of those nights for sleeping.

Though in say­ing that I’ve prob­a­bly made it not true. That seems to hap­pen. Like I say “stay tuned for part two” and I never get around to writ­ing part two (I’ve started though). I say it’ll be one of those nights for sleep­ing, but I’ll climb into bed and A___ will be warm and asleep under the cov­ers and I’ll have every inten­tion of kiss­ing her good­night in a man­ner that won’t wake her.

What will prob­a­bly hap­pen is that my cock will rub against her ass while I’m lean­ing over her, my lips will linger and my hands will wan­der. Soon I’ll have a breast in my hand and will have had her head turned to kiss me more fully. My hand will wan­der down between her legs. Soon I’ll have decided that I want her to suck me again or that I want her pussy and I will have made the nec­es­sary adjustments.

It will end up like most nights for us.

This isn’t me com­plain­ing at all. in fact, I’ve decided to rush this post and get mov­ing. I’m just say­ing that even in the spaces in between times when we’re all over each other, we still end up being all over each other.

S___ is on his way home. I have been worked up since I saw him this after­noon. I think not hav­ing his cock inside me for a cou­ple days is start­ing to break me down. He is com­ing home and then cum­ming in my mouth. He has filled my head with visions of him lick­ing my pussy, suck­ing my toes, play­ing with my ass. I have already packed up the bed straps but I can see him cuff­ing me tonight, mak­ing sure that he can do what­ever he wants, take what he wants, like I did last night. My cunt is so wet right now, think­ing about his mouth. I reminded S___ today of a time when he was sit­ting on the couch, smok­ing, and sip­ping a whiskey. He had forced my head down to work know­ing once I was there I wouldn’t get up until he had cum in my mouth, know­ing that I would lick his cock and suck his balls until he was fin­ished with me. He sat there and enjoyed, barely acknowl­edg­ing my exis­tence. I think it comes to mind because I am feel­ing very sub­mis­sive today, I want him to tie me up, I want him to use me, to plea­sure me as he wants, to make me cum even though I try to stop him. I want him to tell me what to do tonight, my head is full. Thats what he needs to know, when I don’t want con­trol, when I want to be ordered and want to be pushed. When I want to be spanked, and teased, and used, and ordered, I tell him that my head is full. The antic­i­pa­tion of him telling me to work around the house, the feel­ing of him strap­ping on my col­lar, the mem­ory of his whis­per in my ear telling me the rules and pun­ish­ments of the evening make me so hot and wet I could cum just by think­ing about it. Come home soon, my head is full.

When we started this A___ and I won­dered how long it would be before we both wrote the same post at the same time; If you’ve been fol­low­ing along you should notice that we’ve writ­ten about dif­fer­ent aspects of the same event, but as yet haven’t talk about the same thing at the same time. I don’t know that this would hap­pen as I tend to check the blog before I write, but it cer­tainly could. This morn­ings enter­tain­ment was a great exam­ple of this: We were at a lunch event together and when we were going our sep­a­rate ways, we both talked about writ­ing. This morn­ing came to mind. A___ beat me there, but…

For me it was about her tak­ing what she wanted last night and falling asleep. I loved that. I love that she felt com­fort­able enough to do that. She’d been talk­ing at me all night while we were together and through posts here, and her pussy was deli­ciously freshly shaved and irre­sistible. It was all I could do to take a shower before I attacked her; she was already naked and half asleep. In fact, I think I did bury my face in her newly soft pussy for long enough to get her wet before I took my shower. I love it when she’s shaved, and last night was par­tic­u­larly smooth. I also love tak­ing her when she’s out of it. But that’s a story for another time.

After the shower I went to work on her. She was still out of it a lit­tle but the lick­ing of my tongue and work­ing of my lips revived her in a hurry. Her nip­ples were hard from the cold and her thighs flexed and held my head down, even as her hands used my hair to guide my face down so that I could sink my tongue deep into her. Nor­mally A___ doesn’t like to cum from my mouth, but last night she keep rid­ing my face until she cli­maxed, only paus­ing to let me breath or to move my face to a dif­fer­ent spot. It was a good time all around.

After she turned over and pulled me around her to keep her warm. Just like that. Done. I don’t even know that she fully woke up to begin with really„ but she was out like a light and sweet as a kit­ten. I drifted off too.

I awoke with a penis that was hard and full and ready and A___ got to work almost before I was fully con­scious. I love watch­ing her head move up and down my sshaft, and love feel­ing her lips and tongue while her hand mas­sages my balls. I knew I would cum quickly but not fast enough for her so she had my hand take over and just kept her mouth close and ready, occa­sion­ally touch­ing the tip of my cock with her lips, still using her hand on my balls and ass.

I didn’t tell her I was going to cum. I had planned to just let it out and stream across her face if her mouth was closed or not ready. I knew she was close enough to where she would catch most of it, but I didn’t mind spilling onto her. A___ likes it when I cum on her. This morn­ing though her tim­ing was good. As soon as I started to cum she was mov­ing her mouth onto me and so every­thing that I had filled her mouth. I could see her swal­low­ing as she miled the last bit of cum from my cock before releas­ing me to the air. It felt fantastic.

I like know­ing that A___ will take what she wants from me; whether it’s an orgasm with my mouth before she falls asleep or the cum from my cock in the morning.

Last night went as I had expected. S___ came home and I was lying there half awake, half asleep, ready just as I had said. He has an amaz­ing mouth. Within min­utes I was cum­ming, hard, I always do when he fucks me with his mouth. All is a blur after that. I woke up this morn­ing to his naked body against mine, his fin­gers inside me, and I real­ized that he didn’t cum last night. That was a sit­u­a­tion eas­ily reme­died as I went down and took him into my mouth. I wanted to see him get off, I wanted it to be hard and fast, like mine was last night so I guided his hand to his penis. I like watch­ing him mas­tur­bate, I try to learn from it, I love see­ing the pure pas­sion, want­ing noth­ing but to feel plea­sure and cum, tak­ing care of him­self. Slip­ping my mouth over him at just the right time he fills it up and I put the fin­ish­ing touches on his work. When I crawl up to kiss him and lie on his shoul­der he smiles and laughs. S___ tells me why last night is a blur. He made me cum hard, and I rolled over and fell asleep. “You’re such a dude” he says with a smile, I laugh and thank him. No bet­ter way to fall asleep in my opin­ion. Thank you baby.