Waking in a fog... unsure if I am asleep or awake... whether this is real or imaginary.
Trying to get my bearings. I have been in a constant state of arousal for you. My desires unquenched your treasures as wonderful, seductive and pleasurable as I could possibly imagine...
Unsure if it is night or day... still so groggy, needy, foggy.
I am hard, as usual and craving you.
I see your smile... you are naked, kneeling up in the bed. You hands gently raking over my thighs... watching me.
Remembering your words... "You are not going to cum for a very long while... because that is your burning wish. I, on the other had, will cum almost daily..." I had no idea what I was getting into.
I can see in your eyes that you are thinking. The last few weeks have been amazing. You have cum so often, so brilliantly, so deeply in so many ways. Your body is in a constant state of euphoria as you use me for your pleasure whenever you need. There were back rubs, massages and foot rubs. Times where you would state "make me cum" and I would fulfill your every whim, fingering you, licking you or fucking you in savage, primal, physical ways that left you trembling and melting in a puddle of ecstasy. You never knew you could receive pleasure this deep, this intense. From a man who craved your sight, scent and taste so lustfully. You had watched as I began to memorize every inch of your body as you would have me lick, kiss and touch every zone of your body just for your pleasure... at your bidding you made me master at operating your vibrator. It gave you great pleasure to lay relaxing in bed watching TV as your naked, needy man held back his urges just to give you pleasure.
I had come to know new pleasures thanks to the requests you made of me. Sometimes you would have me kiss the small of your back as you lay on your stomach and relaxed. I never knew this part of your body was so sensual and beautiful... but as i kissed and licked and nibbled you there I would realize how soft the skin was and how perfect the curves were. Because of tasks like this... you were instructing me on how every inch of you was worth adoring, and you were right. You would raise your ass and let me wander briefly tonguing your asshole (a new pleasure I would never have done with anyone else) and I would sometimes move lower down to your ass and hope to get at your pussy. But your hand would find its way to my head and redirect me to the task you had initially planned. There were hundreds of examples like this.
And you never came more than you wanted to. But you came anytime you felt the need. You would use me as your personal play-toy, knowing I was always ready and eager to share in your ecstasy. You would hold my head in place countless time as I would hear you scream "God you are such a good lover... omg I'm gonna cum" Or you would drop down in the chair after work exhausted and just say "make me cum." Many times you would ask me to "fuck" you and take you to heaven as you rode my thick, hard, pulsing, eager cock. It was clear that you felt wild urges to be overcome and I was ALWAYS eager to oblige.
My hands felt you in the shower as I soaped you up or when I toweled you off. Everytime I laid my hands on your body I felt such sensual sensations travelling through my entire body, and you also sensed the effect it had on me. It thrilled you too to gauge my reaction.
At night you would have me close, embracing you. You constantly felt my pent up need to cum. You were conscious of it perhaps even more than I was and it fascinated you that I would hand this power over to you. In your quest to plumb the depths of this new control you had, you were putting me to the test. The requests you made of me, the way you dressed, the glances, gestures and whispers, each one designed to determine how far was I willing to go, how deep was my desire for you to own my orgasms.
I, on the other hand, was unsure of what all this meant. It was all new to me and I could not yet understand how to react and what would happen next. Seemingly in control of the rest of my life, in your gaze I was unsure. Things were up to chance with you. As a man I HAD to cum, it was only natural, and yet, with you, you somehow held a key to a higher place, a better level of fulfillment, a more honorable ecstasy.
You thrilled to the idea that you could make me cum on command. Whether you were stroking, sucking or had me inside you. I would not cum until you summoned it. It was exceptionally hard not to cum, but that was your wish and I respected it. You had exercised this power on numerous occasions and found it surprising that you could get me to restrain it under intensely erotic situations. It was exciting to you to have a man who desired you so truly and completely that he was constantly ready for you.
There were times when you would deliberately tested this power. Often, you would edge me. I can recall your using your hands or lips to bring me to the very edge over and over, watching closely knowing the exact moment of no return, then releasing me and teling me to get dressed or to take care of you. Sometimes you would lay back in an arm chair and display your sensational body for me and have me stroke my cock as I watched your fingers glide over your perfect skin... "Here? or how about here lover? Mmmm bet you would love to cum here? Can you imagine how it would look and feel right here? I would love your cum right here baby.." You knew the power of your body... you knew the power of your words... you knew the power of your glances... your whispers, your touches... you somehow knew. And as I would get closer, you would stop me and say "you are not ready baby... not yet" Time and time again you would stop me, then after a moment, start in again.
Many times you indulges my panty fetish by sliding them off you and massageing my face, body and cock in the warm silky fabric. Being so solse to you pussy also aroused me intensely. You would wrap the panties around my cock and dare me to cum.. tugging and jerking... saying "don't baby... try harder, you can do better than that for me." These moments were so hard and yet so intensely fulfilling...
You had also discovered a special secret, that I actually got off on your orgasms more than my own. This thrilled you to no end as you teased and coaxed me, often tempting me by asking "would you like to eat me now?" or "get my vibe darling" or "baby please get me my panties. I want you to dress me" Each time, you could intuitively sense me getting off just by being in your presence and this would turn you on even more. Whenever you did cum you could see there was a symbiotic pleasure I seemed to derive from drinking or wearing your succulent juices.
... So there I lay wondering if I would get to cum today. My balls so full after so long and my needs now indescribable.
You lay down in the bed and said "TAKE me lover... FUCK me. I need you all over me. I need to feel you in me."
Wasting no time I was upon you, my hard cock easily slipped into your warm cunt as you drew me in and threw your arms around me. I sank in so deep.
You were so beautifully wet...
My cock was thrusting as my lips found your and we kissed intensely You felt my throbbing cock within you as your pussy walls clenched and gripped me.
My arms embraced you, holding you
My cock drove into you
thicker, harder, faster
so rhythmically
so completely
splitting you
filling you
fucking you
biting your neck
your breasts press in tight against my chest
perspiring as my fever grew for you
trying to hold my cum back
