a quickie

Last night, I looked up to find Jos standing in my doorway.

“Want to do something?” he asked.

“Like sex?”  (I’m a little slow.)

“Yeah.”

Being as I am somewhat of a sloth by nature, my default answer for “do you want to do x” is always “NO,” but since I recognize this as a trait that takes away all of the joy of living, I instead said, “Let’s get in bed and find out.”

So we did.

I had Jos roll over to face away from me so I could snuggle up to his back, which I soon started biting/sucking on.  He got some nice hickies and I enjoyed exercising my primitive oral drives.  I was being careful not to hurt him too much since it is easy to go overboard with biting especially.  (Jaws are strong, kids.)

When I reached around he was really hard.  He hadn’t come in a couple of weeks, and hadn’t been allowed to masturbate over the past two days or so, so when I touched his cock he was very responsive (right up until the point where he said “Stop!” because he couldn’t tell if he was about to come or not).

I started idly tapping one of his balls, slapping it very softly with my fingertips.  He was now rolled over partly towards me, and I tried to keep the pain consistent without making it too much.  I did that for a while, and also hit and flicked the other ball.  I was getting turned on by his sounds.

I rolled over towards my side of the bed and announced my intention to have an orgasm.  I started using my vibrator and I had Jos lick my nipple, which was fantastic.  Midway through, I decided not to come, but to get close instead, and then fuck Jos, and then come afterwards.  (Fucking doesn’t make me come, but it feels more exciting before orgasm than after.)

I edged myself and stopped quite close to the brink.

Jos got a condom and some lube and started to fuck me.  Unfortunately, the condom ate up all of the lube and I wasn’t all that wet, so we had excessive friction (at least on my side).  I still enjoyed it moderately well, but it wasn’t quite the experience I had been hoping for.

I did want to feel him come.

“You owe me a punishment,” he reminded me at some point.

“Right,” I said.  “I’ll do that after you come.”

“You’re doing to let me come?” he asked.

“I am.”

“Please don’t let me come,” he said.

“How do you feel asking that?” I asked.

He gave a muddled answer – something about scared.

“I’m going to make you come anyway,” I said.  “When I say so, you fuck me hard and come.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Go,” I said.  And he did.  And I really did enjoy the feeling of him coming.

Then I finished myself off with the vibrator and with more nipple sucking.  My orgasm was gentle.

We had some good conversation afterwards that I hope to relate at a later date.  But that’s what a weeknight quickie looks like at my house.