This is a sequel to a story I wrote back in 2011, it may be helpful to read the first chapter first.
www.literotica.com/s/once-a-month
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August 3rd 2011
James lay on his back, his wrists secured firmly to the headboard of the bed, watching as his previously timid wife knelt between his legs working his cock closer and closer to the orgasm that he knew was coming today. Unfortunately he was distracted somewhat by the knowledge that this was to be his last orgasm until the 31st of December, way longer than he had ever gone before.
Janie's head sank down and he felt the heat of her mouth smother his throbbing cock, seeing as this was going to be his last orgasm for some time shouldn't it be memorable in some way? Maybe she would allow him to unload his balls right down her throat, he couldn't even remember the last time she'd let him do that. The thought of his cock pulsing ribbons of sticky white cum into his lovely wife's hot, wet, slippery mouth pushed him closer to the edge, but inevitably as he got closer Janie removed him from her mouth and slowed her stroking to keep him where she wanted him. Exactly where she wanted him.
Janie had really come into her own this past few months, gradually she had come to accept her role as James's dominant and become comfortable with the power he had offered her. She still disliked being called 'Mistress', but she now had no qualms whatsoever about calling upon James's tongue whenever she felt like it. She had also become very adept at controlling James's cock and seemed to have developed a sixth sense regarding his exact state of arousal, he hardly ever had to warn her of his impending orgasm any more and she seemed to be able to keep him close to the edge for as long as it pleased her.
Janie's hand moved slowly and carefully over James's aching stalk, he held his breath as he watched her rub the head of his cock against her soft, luscious tits.
"I bet you'd like to shoot all over my beautiful breasts wouldn't you James?"
"Mmmm...yeah."
Janie smiled and raised her eyebrows a little...
"Well, maybe...but not yet."
Her mouth closed around his meat again and her fingers slipped down between his legs, circling his balls and pulling them away from his body. James's cock grew another half inch and visibly bulged as he fought off the need to relieve the growing pressure in his balls, if this was going to be his last orgasm until December he wanted it to last as long as possible.
Janie deliberately slavered over James's cock, leaving it wet with saliva so that her hand would move easily over the sensitive head. She placed her left hand at the bottom of his shaft, circling it with her finger and thumb to keep it steady and then closed her right fist around his cockhead. She moved her hand only an inch or so in either direction, but the rapid movement left James gasping as her fingers over stimulated the nerve endings and threatened to tip him over the edge.
Sensing James's predicament, Janie abruptly let go and watched as his cock twitched anxiously. She loved to see him struggle for her and she was somewhat sorry that today she was supposed to let him cum. But still, that was the arrangement they had come to at the start of the year, and it had been she who had written the dates on the calendar and she had every intention of sticking to her side of their agreement, no matter what.
"You know..." Janie said, pausing for dramatic effect. "I'm supposed to let you cum today, don't you?"
"Yes baby..." James whispered.
"And you know that this is going to be the last time for a very long time don't you?"
James nodded, remembering his last period of denial between the end of March and the end of June and nervous about how he would cope with going through that again and more.
"I was thinking, five months is a long, long time. I know you can do it, but I thought maybe I could make it just a little bit easier for you."
James wondered if this was the moment that Janie would buckle, at times during his three month stint she had shown genuine concern for him and had at times struggled to stay strong enough to keep him denied.
"How could you make it easier for me?" He asked eagerly.
"Well...it was just an idea, but what if I said I might let you cum three times before December, wouldn't that make it easier for you?"
"Yeah... that would be great baby, but... what's the catch?"
Janie smiled sweetly at him.
"Well, I'm just thinking about how swollen your poor balls are going to get and how sensitive you are going to be... and, well, wouldn't it be easier for you if I traded you today's orgasm for three ruined ones?"
James watched as his lovely wife circled the tip of his cock with her fingertip.
"Only if you want to, I mean I promised to let you cum today, and I wouldn't want to cheat you out of that. I'm just offering you the choice, you know... if you thought it would be easier for you."
James closed his eyes, his last orgasm had been just a few days ago, indeed Janie had scheduled three orgasms for July and as such he was feeling less desperate than he might have been. But still, he was staring down the barrel of a five month stretch, and he knew it was going to be tough going.
But as much as he really wanted to explode today, maybe he should take the offer up? After all, if she spaced them out reasonably well he might only have to go six or seven weeks from his last ruined orgasm until his own personal New Years Eve celebration. But was it worth giving up this, his last orgasm for many months?
"Will you spread them out evenly?" He asked, seeking reassurance.
"I'll spread them out as evenly as I can, but to some extent it will depend on you."
Janie curled her fingers around his cock once more and started gently stroking his cock again.
"If you behave yourself and do as I tell you then I will promise to make the gaps between all three very similar".
James thought it over for a few moments while his wife gently stroked his meat, it was such a difficult decision, but he knew, as much as he wanted one last violent orgasm, the offer on the table was the better option for the long term. Three months had almost driven him insane, the thought of nearly five months without an orgasm was mildly terrifying. At least this way he would get some kind of relief... and he reasoned, if he was super-desperate, surely any attempt to ruin his orgasm would only be partly successful. Wouldn't it?