Bedroom Closet

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.