Sunday 17th May 2015 -- Part 2
My dreams led me back to the first time I felt Becky's soft lips on my penis. It was before we were married, and long before our tease and denial games had really begun. Soon after we got together, we went away for a short break, flying to Majorca to enjoy a few days in the sun. We'd travelled most of the day by taxi, plane and coach to our resort on the Mediterranean island, arriving on a particularly hot day, even by the standards of that region. We'd checked in to the hotel, taken our stuff up to the room, and in exhaustion, brought on mainly by the heat, collapsed onto our respective single beds to take advantage of the air-conditioning.
After laying there for a few minutes, I turned my head to look at Becky on the other bed and saw she was face down, one arm over the side with her head turned to me, eyes wide open.
"Do you think we'll be able to slide these beds together?" I asked.
Becky stared at me in silence for a while. Then, without moving her head or changing her expression, asked, "why?"
"So we can sleep a bit closer... like, together."
"Together?" responded Becky, still unmoved and expressionless.
"Yes, together. Sleep together. As though we were going out with each other," I spelt it out sarcastically, knowing she was teasing.
"Even though we're not married?" Her voice was innocence to perfection.
Knowing what she was up to, I wasn't going to take the bait, so I turned onto my back and stared up at the ceiling. I heard movement from her bed and turned to watch her go to the bathroom. I remained in the same position enjoying the restfulness of the refreshingly cool sheets.
A couple of minutes later she returned, and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. She was completely naked. I propped myself up on my elbows to get a better view, and my penis sprang to life, quickly reaching full erection at the sight of her stunning body.
"It feels so cool like this," she said. "Do you think they'd mind if I stayed like this all week?"
"I don't think any of the men around here would mind," I answered. "Shall I push the beds together?" I sat up eagerly.
"Is that all you can think of? Just because I'm naked, you have this one track mind. Sex, sex, sex. Is that all you ever think about?" She scolded me knowing full well the effect stripping naked would have on me.
"Erm, yes. What do you expect? Gorgeous, stunning, sexy, female sex goddess standing naked in front of me, a desperate, sex starved, young, virile stud. You expect me to be self-controlled and start to talk to you about nice weather or what we're going to have for dinner?"
"Ok, so what would the young, virile, sex starved, stud, like the female sex goddess to do about it?"
"Now, that's more like it." Feeling the light-heartedness of the conversation going in a good direction, I decided to be bold. "I think I'd like to lay here on the bed, nice and relaxed while you apply some satisfying relief to this needy fellow." I indicated the obvious erection in my shorts. "Yes, that would be my choice. Your hands, mouth, anything you like," I added, expectantly.
"Hands or mouth," she said, thoughtfully. "You've felt my hands do all the work before, but not my mouth. Do you think you could handle it?"
She came forward and knelt on the bed next to my feet, and very sexily leaned towards me and said almost in a whisper. "Do you think you're ready?"
As quick as lightening, I pulled my T-shirt off over my head, and bounced up from the bed to pull off my shorts. I landed back down naked with my erection standing proud and free.
"Wow, that was impressive," she laughed.
"It's a product of desperation," I answered.
"Ok," she said, smiling sexily at me, "now it's my turn to impress you. Lie back, say nothing and enjoy."
I willingly obeyed as Becky slowly climbed up my body allowing her hair to tickle my bare flesh tantalisingly as she moved. As she arrived in a position to kiss my lips, she settled in a straddled position across my hips. Her bare buttocks warm and soft just touching the top of my penis. Even at this early stage I was ready to burst, but I had a lot longer to wait.
Becky began to place gentle kisses on my face, and as she kissed my lips, I didn't know whether to respond and kiss her back or just lay back, relaxed, accepting the pleasure she was giving. When I did respond, she ignored my movements making it clear from her actions that I was to have no part in this, except to lay back and enjoy. I willingly gave in and allowed my beautiful girlfriend to continue.
Moving down a little, she arrived at my chin and neck, kissing and nibbling the soft flesh down to my shoulders. She moved from one side to the other, sharing the pleasure from her soft lips to all parts of the sensitive skin around my neck. It was driving me wild with desire, and she wasn't stopping there. She moved further down to my chest with her face, while the rest of her body, still straddled over me, edged down. She made sure there was always some slight contact with my penis, which throbbed every time I felt movement.
As her lips encircled one of my nipples and her tongue began to play, her hand smoothed over the other to gently tickle it, first with the soft tip of her finger, then with delicate scratches from her nail. Her tongue, at the same time, continued to circle the first nipple, coaxing its arousal. Swopping over, her mouth came to the other, now hard, which she prodded with her tongue, licking a little rougher as she allowed her tongue to dry. I moaned with pleasure as her thumb and forefinger worked gently to pinch while her teeth applied mild pressure of their own. Then, with added severity, she increased the pleasure to a point it almost bordered on pain, but it was such gentle, exquisite pain.
In response, I lifted my hips so my penis could rub against some part of Becky's body. She resisted, making sure I got no pleasure there just yet. The parts of me that had felt the sensual contact of her lips and teeth, were highly aroused and still tingling with the lasting effect of her attention. I thought I had reached the peak of my arousal, but there was yet more to come; I was already desperate for relief.
Becky moved lower to place soft kisses on my stomach, but her delicate fingers stayed higher to tickle down my neck before releasing her sharp nails to scratch unbearably over my sensitive nipples. My arousal was reaching fever pitch. She let her breasts now rub so tantalisingly over my throbbing penis using her own erect nipples as sensual weapons. She was in control of her own desires, and she knew she controlled mine too.
Then she was further down my body, kissing my abdomen, and by-passing my penis, she kissed the insides of my thighs, her own legs gently forcing my legs apart. She allowed one of her hands to touch, so gently, one of my testicles as she moved her mouth closer to the underside of the other. My excitement increased as the attention closed in on the most important part. Licking each testicle slowly and sensually, her hand slid up my sensitive erection. It throbbed at her touch. It felt incredible, and Becky knew. As she slid her right hand so sensually around my penis, she let her tongue, soft and wet, lick the base of the shaft. The combination of hand and tongue brought another groan of ecstasy from me, but it wasn't enough.
Slowly she licked up the stem of my rock hard penis just to the glans, then licked down again, all the time holding and gently rubbing with her right hand. Getting herself adjusted to a slightly more comfortable position, she lifted my penis to an upright position and slowly directed the end into her mouth. Oh, it was out of this world and I let out an involuntary moan of pleasure as I felt her lips and tongue where I wanted them to be. The pleasurable sensation was almost beyond endurance, I was desperate to come, but she wasn't ready to allow it; this was just a sample of what was to come. She reverted to licking the outside of the shaft again, not as gently this time, and stroking with her hand a little more vigorously, then less so.
I could feel the tension from all parts of my body being slowly drawn to this one place. Whether it was tension I didn't know I had, or the tension/arousal caused by Becky's sweet lips on other parts of my body. But I knew it was all being drawn to that one important area, building up to an incredible level of desperation. Becky was again lowering her mouth onto my engorged penis, taking it in further this time, making sure there was more friction to give my penis maximum pleasure. Her hand rubbed slowly up and down the rock hard shaft in unison with the movement of her mouth.
Then, as my orgasm begin to rise, she used her right hand to pull the foreskin back to the base where she held it tightly. Her mouth now did the work, making sure that her tongue rubbed tight and wet along the fully exposed underside of the shaft to the pulsating swollen end. She ensured her whole mouth wrapped around the head to give me as much enjoyment as she could.
I was almost frantic with rising pleasure as my orgasm got ever nearer. All the arousal and frustration had been drawn and was now centred on my penis, the place where it would all be released, and it was getting so good, so close. Becky continued her pleasure giving with her mouth, moving her head up and down on my penis as her hand stroked the shaft once again. How she was keeping the pleasure just on the absolute brink for so long was incredible; doing just enough, but not quite enough.
Then, under her full and total control, she allowed my release. I felt an utterly overwhelming feeling of lustful release as my desperate penis ejaculated with a spurt of come which Becky took in her mouth. The pleasure I felt from my orgasm was beyond belief as I thrust upwards again and again. Each movement helped by her willing mouth that rubbed against the most sensitive, pleasurable part of my penis, drawing every last drop of ecstasy from me. Thrust after thrust of unending pleasure, and Becky took it all, milking me until I was dry.
When it was over, I relaxed on the bed, drained. Whereas before, only my body had been tired, now I needed to sleep. I had lain there dazed, with Becky beside me, neither of us saying a word until we fell asleep.
The dream seemed to jump forward in time to the present as my mind showed me other pictures. That pent up frustration had returned, that lustful stress that was trapped within me. As consciousness stirred within me, and I became aware of my penis throbbing as best it could, severely restricted inside its cage, a desperation to experience another oral orgasm from my wonderful Becky overwhelmed me. But, there was something else as my sleep was suddenly disturbed, and as full consciousness opened up, I realised Becky was shaking my shoulder. Looking through the haze that had come about from the wine, I slowly focused on my wife's face close to mine, smiling as she urged me to wake up.
"Come on David, you can't sleep out here all night," she said, still shaking my shoulder.
"Why, what time is it?" I asked, noticing the darkness and feeling the cool breeze of the night air.
"It's twenty to midnight," she proclaimed, almost with pride.
"Have you been out with him all this time?" I sat up, accidently kicking the empty wine bottle.
"Yes, I have," she said, happily emphasising every word.
"Did he bring you home just now?"
