My dear hubby, Brian, reminded me that May is National Masturbation Month. He said that he thought we should celebrate the month and he had some special ideas. Sure enough, on the first of May, Brian asked me to masturbate for him.
It started out simple enough. He helped me undress and get very comfortable in bed with pillows behind my back and under my knees. He sat in an overstuffed chair at the corner of our bed, his usual spot for comfort and a good view. He told me to start playing with my breasts and relay to him what I liked and what I was feeling. It only took a few minutes before my nipples started to get hard and my fingers started circling my areola. A few brushes across my nipples with my fingers, followed by some soft rolls and gentle tugs, and my nipples were fully erect, much darker and completely hard.
Brian then told me to touch my pussy. I glided both hands down my stomach to caress that sensitive valley between my lips and my thighs. I could feel the warmth building as my fingertips lightly grazed my bare, puffy lips and my legs spread a little wider still. I heard Brian say "You are so beautiful Dez. I love the way your pussy opens when you touch yourself." My lips were getting more swollen and my first touch to my vestibule confirmed that I was already wet. I so enjoyed lightly stroking my inner lips and the crevice between, occasionally rimming my entrance and even dipping a fingertip inside. My moisture allowed my fingers to slide so smoothly as they explored each ridge and valley seeking more pleasure spots.
Then Brain got up from his chair - I was hoping that he was coming to lend a hand or mouth - but instead he handed me a well lubricated vibrator, already on the lowest setting. As he returned to his chair, I touched the vibrator to my pussy, circling my clit several times before I approached it more directly. It took me a moment but soon I found a very good spot for the vibrations to work their magic.
I guess my body language conveyed the pleasure I was enjoying. Brian asked simply "Good?"
"Yes" was my simple response. I'm glad I only needed one word!
"Dez, are you getting close?"
"Yes" I replied. Again, happy that a one-word response was enough.
Brian then directed me "Tell me when you're going to cum."
A few more minutes and the buildup continued unabated. I was really close when I blurted out "I'm gonna cum!"
With that Brian said "STOP!" in a voice that didn't give me an option. I pulled the vibrator away. Oh my god, I was right there! Why didn't he let me cum?
My body was quivering. Every nerve seemed to be on edge. Every muscle was poised to tighten. I couldn't tell how much time had passed when Brian said "OK Dez. Start again!" When I put the vibrator back to the spot that was working so well, the buildup started again. In another minute or so I uttered simple sentences. "Oh my god, I'm close. I'm gonna cum"
Brian knows me so very well. Just a second before the first contraction of my pending orgasm, Brian firmly told me again to "STOP!" Holy shit! Please let me cum!
While I lingered in that suspended state, so on edge, so anxious, so tense, so much enjoying the pleasure of the moment but wanting more, Brian came to the bed, this time with our seven inch internal vibrator, also well lubricated and on a low setting. I easily slipped in all the way, relishing in the sensation of being stretched a little and filled so completely. Brian again instructed me "OK Dez. Start again!" as he stood next to me.
The buildup returned. Brian told me to turn up the vibrator on my clit. I's so very familiar with this toy that I knew just where to press. The vibrations increased and so did my pleasure. My stomach and leg muscles began to tighten. I knew that it was going to happen soon. Then Brian pulled the vibrator away from my clit! I hung there, suspended. No closer to cumming but no further away either. Then he let go and the vibrator returned to that wonderful spot. A few seconds passed and again, he pulled it away. Oh my god, I couldn't stay like this could I?"
When he let go of the vibrator this time, he told me that I couldn't cum until he said I could. I heard him say a single word.
"Ten."
After a very long pause, "Nine."
Oh he's got to count faster!
"Eight."
I'm really close. I don't think I can hold off.
"Seven."
Please hurry Brian. I want to cum!
"Six."
Oh my god. I don't know if I can hold it back.
"Five."
I think I'm feeling contractions starting. Please let me cum Brian!
"Four."