A continuation of this story, with the Female perspective delightfully provided by [https://fetlife.com/users/5077432] – thanks for the inspiration M’am!
I was a little earlier than usual and wondered if he would be ready for me. I didn’t really want to have to add any torment to my half formed plan for the evening.
As I unlocked the door, I smelled the stew cooking and could sense that he was ready and in position…. Good boy! I did love Thursday evenings, especially during my time on top!
I walked slowly to the lounge, dropping my keys on the way. I leaned against the door for a moment, admiring the man lying in wait for me to pleasure myself. I could feel my pussy contract and start to moisten as I watched him lie still, wondering my next move….
I headed to change into something more comfortable and then went to pour myself a glass of the wine he had chilled…so far he’s prepared impeccably, I might reward him later given that its been 10 days since I allowed him to orgasm.
I headed over to the chair, slipped off my panties and lifted my skirt, sitting down gently over his face. I moved a little, ensuring he could reach my clit if he made enough of an effort. He started licking immediately, nice light touches, just as I like them, then adding some more pressure, back and forth and in and out….he knows just what to do to make me wet…. I felt my pussy swell and pulse in response to his tongues gentle flicks, it didn’t take long before I needed to stand to give myself relief and hold off on my impending climax.
Sitting back down, sipping on my wine, I let my head drop back and relaxed into the pleasure…. He knew just when to pull back, just when to increase the pressure – it seemed that the punishment I dealt out last time he went too fast had encouraged better behaviour. I stood up a more few times, knowing it was frustrating him as much as it was me… but I had plans for this evening, and an early orgasm wasn’t a part of that.
‘Alright, sweetie, that’s enough for now’
We moved to the table and enjoyed the dinner he’d prepared – chatting and laughing about our respective work days, An entirely normal domestic evening aside from my very wet pussy and the clear discomfort I could see he was in…. hmmmm, I was looking forward to later.
After dinner, we headed to the couch where we cuddled, and watched one of our box sets, the tension clearly growing with each passing minute. I was loving watching his desire grow, loving tormenting him, loving having absolute control of when and where he fucked me. ‘Some tea and a foot rub, I think’ I said at some point, needing to get the last of the days stresses out of my mind before the rest of the evening’s entertainment.
As the credits rolled, I was keen to get to the main event,‘Let’s head to bed honey’, I said, noticing his immediate reaction …. Good, exactly as I wanted him.
I headed to the bedroom, undressed and watched him as he did the same – his cock straining against its’ cage, as I knew it had been most of the night.
‘Let’s wash the day off together why don’t we?” as I moved to the en suite. ‘Actually, we should give him a good clean too, don’t you think?’ Wait here.’ I headed to the kitchen to collect the key I carried with me, a reminder of his service and devotion.
He stood in position, looking upwards, hands behind his back as I knelt to unlock the cage. His throbbing cock almost took my eye out. ‘’Wow, he’s eager, isn’t he?’ I whispered as I ran my newly manicured nails up and down his cock, feeling It twitch under my hands and hearing his breath draw in sharply. I was tempted to run my tongue over the head too, but decided against it… I needed him to be ready for the fucking I wanted a little later, and too much teasing wasn’t going to work for me!
We headed into the shower, one of my favourite things to do in advance of the good fucking I’d planned. I let him run his hands over me as he wanted to, making sure he was soapy, clean and fondled too…. I love the feel of his body against mine. He was definitely too close to the edge for the extended session I wanted, I was going to have to make a plan…. Ahhh!
I stepped out of the shower, drying myself quickly and walked back to the bedroom so I could get everything I needed ready as he ended his shower. I lay back, spread my legs, my pussy dripping already as I thought of the pleasure I was about to experience while he struggled. Under half-lidded eyes, I saw his shoulders sink as he saw the extender….. I smirked gently thinking…. ‘don’t worry hot stuff, your time will come, right now, the pleasure is all mine’ and I closed my eyes waiting for that first thrust to engulf me.
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