My first ever writing, please let me know what you think.
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You’ve been gone for a week now and the torment is almost unbearable. We text and face-time to keep in touch and I provide some gentle instructions to test the waters. Although we have played rough for most of our marriage we are exploring something new, a possible lifestyle. We each have a lot to learn within our roles but it’s exciting. The excitement is building daily, soon you will be back.
This morning I stood in the bathroom getting ready for my shower and thoughts of you flooded my mind.
I know you have picked up some garish, completely ridiculous, vivid & cheap lipstick and some equally useless heavy mascara, as instructed. I’m rock hard just thinking about it. Adding fuel to the fire, I also know that when I finally see you again, two of my favourite toys will be sporting new jewelry.
For your sake I truly hope they are healed when you return because I will be tormenting them either way.
And now I find myself stroking my hard cock as I picture you entering the bathroom all made up in heavy makeup. You never wear much makeup and never lipstick. This is all for me, and way over the top. As you enter, I imagine you look me in the eyes and glance shyly to the floor.
“Sir, May I?”
I almost lose it on the spot, this would be the first time you addressed me as “Sir” and I know we are on the right path.
“Please Do.”
I watch you lower your tight naked body to kneel before me, you know to put your arms behind you and grasp opposite elbows. This forces your chest forward and the new jewelry shines in the light. It’s a lovely sight to see you like this and warms me that this gift is for me and me alone. Knees apart on the hard bathroom floor, sitting on your heals, back straight, chest out looking at me through heavy lashes and waiting.
I step forward and you open your mouth to receive me. I bring antalya escort my tip close and you reach with your tongue to give it a lick. I push forward more and you start to suck gently, slurping and getting the saliva going. You know I like to last and you can make it very difficult at times, this new look is causing me to ache. You try to take more, nipping gently and licking playfully, but I’m not willing yet so I grab a fistful of your long wavy hair and pull back hard. You moan with pleasure. You absolutely love your hair pulled.
“Not yet, patience my lover, I will fill you soon enough”, we start again ever so slowly, you are pulling against my restraint in your hair, moaning against my shaft, creating a vibration that is delightful. Slowly, I feed you a little more with each push, still gripping your hair, then finally after what feels like an eternity, I feel the entrance to your throat.
I hold you there letting the lipstick paint me. Looking into your eyes, “Good Girl” and thrust hard and enter you fully. Your throat bulges your eyes go wide and I hold you tight to me. Fully engulfed in your warm wet mouth, throat gripping me tight. You keep looking at me, moving your tongue as much as you can, working your throat just like you’ve been trained to do. It is exquisite. Low moans, soft suction, swallowing me deeper.
Your eyes start to well up and you almost bring your hands around as you struggle for air. I hold you tighter and you stop, knowing I will push you if you dare move your arms. As you still, I ease out watching the lipstick smear up my shaft and the mascara start to run. It’s the start of the picture I had in my mind and I know this will be a short session.
I grab another fist full of hair with my other hand and you brace yourself for what you know is coming. Suddenly I force your head up and down my cock repeatedly entering fully each time. antalya escort bayan If you time it right you can just get enough breath. Your mascara is running freely now, black streaks running down your cheeks curling under your jaw. I take a moment of no movement, knowing if I don’t, I will be done to soon. We’ve barely started but the vivid images are so intense.
I pull out completely and rest myself against your face, moving my shaft around your face, the mess, the sensations… I cover you with your own spit and drool and smear the lipstick all around. I push my balls against your mouth and you draw them in one at a time covering me with your spit. The suction, the low moans, I own you.
You have been a very Good Girl, I tell you to touch yourself. I want to know how wet you are and I still need a break, we aren’t done yet.
You bring your hand around gently drawing it up your thigh, gently stroking your skin, higher to your newly jewelled breast and give it a squeeze, knowing it is a burst of pleasurable pain. Down over your abs and over your bare mound. I make a mental note, as I watch, you were supposed to grow a strip for me. Naughty, naughty Girl, that will cost you, but later. This moment is perfect as it is.
As your fingers reach lower you start to squirm a bit, you are soaked and sensitive, this is definitely working for you. I watch as you use two fingers to gently move in and out, dripping juices on the floor. Your thumb working your clit. You are very excited.
Then you pause and squeeze around your inserted fingers, you have secretly hidden the tube of lipstick that easily slips out. Such an impertinent blissfully cheeky Good Girl, you knew we would need more garish lube. You hold it up for me to see.
“May I Sir?” and I nod. You apply another thick layer on your lips and drop it the tube to the floor. Hands back behind you. And escort antalya here it is, the time to finish.
I rub my shaft up over your lips smearing the smooth brilliant color over myself and then all over your upturned face. I hold you tight, my rock hard shaft dragging up over your eyes down each cheek. You are covered in steaks of mascara and lipstick, it’s a work of art. I enter your throat again. I’ve recovered some, but it doesn’t matter. I forcefully enter all the way, holding you tight, then short fast strokes, you can’t catch a breath and I push to the limit. I’m not stopping this time, I count in my head each time I push past your entrance, I always do.
It thrills me that you have moved from being able to handle just 3 or 4 thrusts to over 20 before you get close to choking or passing out. Just as I’m about to peak, I pull out letting you breathe and unload all over your face. Spurt after spurt covers you, your tongue instinctively jutting out, trying to touch and lap up all that you can. I haven’t released once while you were gone and this load is large and intense. I don’t much care for the look of cum on your face, but I absolutely get off on the feel of it, as I use my hands to rub it all over your face.
I sink down still holding your hair, bringing my lips close to yours, foreheads touching it’s like we are sharing the same breath. You are still panting heavy, trying to recover. I reach down and drive two fingers in you and curl them forward. It’s your turn. There is no build up required, you are soaked and leaking, I hold you tight to me and I drive my fingers in and out quickly. It takes nothing at all and you are squirting all over my hand and the floor, I keep going, you are shaking from head to toe, you’ve earned a few. You growl and squirm and release again, barely able to stay upright at all.
Then I close my lips over yours and we share a deep and passionate kiss. It’s wonderful to see you release like that. It’s taken a long time for you to get here, but I live for it. What a very “Good girl”.
I open my eyes and let out a groan as I stop stroking and let go, my daydream over. I won’t finish by myself, you will be home soon enough. I turn the water on cold and step in. It’s going to be a long week but worth it.