The night started out with me getting clean cleaned out and smelling good. I was all dressed and laying on the bed waiting. My Valentine’s outfit was a crotchless open breast shiny vinyl body suit. I layed there in the bed vulnerable. All my senses were heightened, feeling the vinyl warm on my skin. My breasts poked out of the opening exposing my engorged sensitive nipples to the cool air. My mind was racing. Would she like the outfit. Would she get into the Scene. Would the site of me completely put her off and silently my heart and confidence would be shattered. The petals of my heart that have opened to her tenderness on our kink journey would close and that part of me would shut. She came in the bedroom and smiled. She touched my chest, my breast and caressed the cod piece on my jock. She had always loved my cod piece jock. It announced sex was going to happen and her body knew it. With a smile on her face she took the wrist cuffs I had on and clipped them to the rings I installed above our head board. Then with a devilish grin she dropped the shorts she was wearing and took her panties off. Looking at me like she does when she slips in to her Wify Dom persona, she grins and takes her freshly warn panties and puts them on my face making sure to put the crotch lining over my nose and mouth. I could feel her fresh moisture on my skin reassuring me that she was in to what was happening and proving that her body knew what was about to happen (from the site of my budging leather cod piece straining on its snaps.) The scent of her musk filled my nose and made my head spin. I love her scent. The stronger the better. But thats just me. With my mind racing and my head spinning I see her smile as she pulls the silky throw I was covering up waiting for her with over my head. Little did I know that was the last time that night I would see her smile. She tells Alexa to play smooth jazz. Alexa is really good at setting the mood with some good non distracting music. I feel her hand and nails on my body and her mouth on my nipples. Having my site taken and over loading my sense of smell with her intoxicating scent makes every touch every caress feels like a thousand. She seems to pay attention to every nerve ending. Not feeling rushed or hurried she seems to know the perfect amount of care to pay each one and they reward her. Some of them cause goose bumps. Some overload my system and cause me to jerk or wiggle and lightly moan. All this is happing to me and there is nothing I can or want to do to stop it. My only option is to just let it happen and fell all the feelings. Breath deep and take in the intoxicating sent radiating from the panties she wore all day. She purposely wore a warm pair of joggers so as to increase the volume of her moisture add to the now apparent anticipation of what the night had in store. Her caressing goes lower and lower pausing at erogenous zones I didn’t even know I had. As she got closer and closer to my crotch my moans seem to get louder. That’s when I feel her hands warmth through the leather I didn’t even know it was there my moan got loud enough I’m sure the rest of the house heard. At that point she reached up and pokes the musky crotch of her silky panties in my mouth. Pushing them in, I taste her just as if I went down to lick her beautiful folds. She kept pushing more and more in my mouth causing flash back of the college guys I gave head to and would have a engorged penis pushed down my throat. With all the stimulation and now adding taste and long forgotten memories of hot and forbidden sex, I’m 100% in sub zone and would let her do anything she wanted to me. I feel her hand move and rock on my crotch and I feel a sneaky finger slip under the jock to rub my now drooling with pre cum head and glans. This causes another loud moan and a useless jerk as I’m still strapped to the head board. Another lick/kiss and this time a bite to one nipple and a firm pinch twist of the other followed buy a push of more pantie in my mouth and a mothers shhhhhhh. My moan turns in to a whimper and a now near constant twitching of my legs. She continues to attack the engorged slick head under the jock from different angles each time going back to the same spot and making circles on the magic spot that I’m sure is analogous to the female clit. She has found my clit and I’m ok with that just as long as this never ends. After what seems like a life time of teasing and touching I fell her with one smith motion unsnap my cod piece releasing my fully engorged erect and now clear pre cum covered penis. I know what it looks like when it’s this hard, the head is purple and the shaft is extra thick and veiny. She has told me in the past how much she like to look at it but especially when the head is purple, she can feel the bump of the edge pop in and out and rub on all the structures inside her. I feel her fingers rub all around the head of my penis freshly exposed to the cool bedroom air. I feel her finger leave my shaft. I feel her shift in the bed to put her face up by my head. I hear her make exaggerated licking sounds so I would know what she was doing. With a last lick sound she gives me a “mmmmm” and I feel her shift her weight and attention back to my crotch with a pause at the protruding nipples for a little slobbering attention being sure to leave them wet where I can feel the moisture. It attracts the coolness in the air making my nipples harder and more engorged feeling like the were going to explode and have their own orgasams. I feel her shifting around and the next thing I feel is her playing with one of my tender family jewels. I am already wearing a combination cocking and ball stretcher. I feel her get one ball and put a small rubber ring around the base making it pull even farther away. Then I feel her playing and grabbing the second one. She struggled to get this one wrangled but was rewarded when she did. They are now fully isolated from each other and begging to be touched warmed and embraced. The cold air makes them want to pull up in to my body for warmth. And warm them she did with her touches and what I suspect was her breath. Next I hear the clicking of a bottle open and then I feel freshly warmed lub on her hand as she begins to stroke me. Making all the sloppy sounds and squeezing the head with each stroke. Writhing and thrashing about she shows me no mercy just an occasional nipple tweek and a tender “shhhh”. After what seams like forever and two near orgasams, she stops and leaves me to my own thoughts tastes and smells. I felt the bed move as she gets back in and then I hear it. The click and the buzz of my wand. I feel a whole body contraction of an internal orgasam and my cock is bouncing but nothing is cumming out. In her low voice she says “Somebody knows what coming” with what I’m sure i hear an evil grin on her face. She pulls the now saliva soaked silky boy short cut panties out of mouth to give me a long hard living kiss with a tongue lick that she knows I love. She pokes the panties back in my mouth exposing fresh fabric to my tastebuds and reinvigorate scents for my nostrils to take in. At this point I am a blubbering mess just wanting to sign the check and cross the pearly gates because this is exactly what heaven is like and I have my personal angel with me. She caresses my throbbing cock, each testicle, my legs and exposed taint with the wand. It feels like hours but what I’m sure is only a few moments until I’m convulsing and grunting the primeval grunts and groans as she locks on to “THE SPOT” I feel her breath once again on my ear and her hand on my throat. In a frequency so low and gravely I’m sure whales at sea could hear it. She says “cum for me””Cum hard for me. Let me see it”. All the sensory overload mixed with deprivation and it was more than I could stand. I didn’t want to hold back I want to be free of this burning inside of me. I wanted to please the voice that told me to cum for her. I wanted to be a good boy and shush, but it felt like my muffled cries against the wet fabric and the taste of her magical womaness was required to purge my balls of all the seed that she so nicely demanded of me. In an explosion of energy, hormones, a urethra full of clear pre cum, and the milky goodness of semen I came. And I came with force. Afterwards the proof of that force was on the fabric of my blindfold so I had shot it to my own face.
Once the spasms of orgasams had subsided and I returned from the higher realm of consciousness I was uncliped un gagged and had my blindfold pulled away. There before me was my loving wife not the strict inflictor of my delicious agony. And with a kiss and a towel it was over. Now it just resides in my mind as a exquisite memory to be reflected upon and to long for again and wonder what’s next on this kink journey we are on.
The end.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
Mine sure was.
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