The anticipation was killing me. It had been 24 days since we had made love – I knew he was healing and I was doing my best to take care of my own needs, but his body, his attention, and his cock were drugs I needed. No orgasm I could produce on my own compared to the earth-shattering, mind-bending pleasure he helped me to achieve.
We had talked for about a year about him getting a vasectomy. With the state of laws in the US, the uncertainty of many other factors, and all options for my own sterilization being much more invasive, he agreed this would be the best option for us both in the long run. We had sex probably four times in the week leading up to the procedure which definitely helped us through the initial healing process. Once he began experimenting with making himself cum again, I knew I could give him something fun to look at as we built back to our own encounters together. Even with it being the dead of winter, I committed to wearing something skimpy in the evenings every day. I loved watching his eyes lingering on me, his hand would instinctively reach for my chest when I got close enough, twisting my nipples, hard from the cold, between his longing fingers.
“I miss you” he whispered while kissing my neck “I can’t wait to be inside you”
I melted against him as heat started building in my clit.
“God I can’t wait,” I said running my nails lightly down his back. “You have no idea how much I need you”
He broke away, “Maybe in Q2!” He joked about his slower-than-anticipated healing process. I pouted for a moment before taking his hand.
“You just say the word, I’ll be as gentle as possible, I promise,” I said, kissing his cheek
The week wore on into another as we continued having encounters like this. The teasing and flirting would build until he cut the tension, just enough to give us a small reset. I tried to take care of my needs, but it proved difficult. Using my own hand took so long to get anywhere and the only time I tried bringing in a toy, I became so overstimulated from my frenzied efforts coupled with my sexual frustration that I just went numb. I craved his hands on my body, I dreamed of him railing me from behind while he worked my clit with his hand, and would wake up absolutely soaked and swollen hoping this might be the day he is ready.
We started our Saturday the same way we start most, slow and quiet. He kissed me for a good couple of minutes before hopping up and getting himself ready for the day. I stayed in bed for a while, catching up on social media, and letting the dog come up and cuddle with me. I got up to do some stretches and noticed this morning was no different than the others recently, and as soon as I was vertical, I felt my pussy leaking down my thigh. I gently pushed a finger between my lips to assess the situation and immediately found my throbbing clit.
“Maybe this time will be different.” I thought as I crawled back into bed. I started rubbing light circles around and on top of my clit, and my hips bucked away from my hand. I was too sensitive already. I pushed my fingers back onto my clit, and the same thing happened, but this time, a dull pain came with it. I let out a frustrated sigh, got up again, and went straight for the shower. It was a hair wash day, and because my hair is currently green we were gonna have to start cold. After stripping down, I stepped in and tilted my head back into the icy water. I immediately started to shiver and could feel the blood leaving my vulva to keep my core warm. As I finished washing my hair, I sighed in relief as I turned the water back to warm and stood in the stream. I felt myself coming back to a baseline, no longer aroused to the point of frustration. My mind still wandered as my hands ran along my body to wash it. I imagined they were his, lightly tweaking my nipples, still hard from the icy water. I took deep, meditative breaths as I finished my shower trying to keep myself calm, but I was still picturing his cock in my hand… then in my mouth, choking on it because I wanted it as deep as possible down my throat. I shook my head lightly and stepped out onto the mat, patting myself with my towel. As my mind continued to race with explicit scenes, I got dressed for the beginning of the day, knowing I had a couple things to accomplish before I could put on something fun and slutty later. I pulled on a pair of black cheeky lace panties, knowing they would be part of my evening outfit, before a pair of thick leggings. I headed out to the kitchen to put together some breakfast for us. As I bent over looking for a pot, my husband entered the kitchen.
“Hey, are you mak- Oh huh? What’s this?” He ran his hands over my ass before giving my right cheek a firm but gentle slap “What are you wearing?”
With the pan I needed in hand, I straightened up and turned around to face him, a little surprised “Oops, you weren’t supposed to see those till a little later, I thought these leggings were thick enough.” I said as I kissed him slowly. He wrapped his arm around my waist, slowly exploring his way down to my ass and squeezing.
“Your ass is just too incredible to be contained I guess.” He said as he smiled and locked eyes with me. He quickly pecked my cheek and brought his hands back to my waist. “What are you making?” he asked excitedly.
I took a small breath to reset my dizzied head “Some eggs and toast” I smiled and turned back to the stove, placing the pan down.
“Sounds great, anything I can help with?” He asked looking around
“Sure,” I said “Why don’t you grate the cheese?” He nodded and grabbed what he needed to get to work.
After we ate breakfast together, we sat in our office listening to some new songs I had found, while dancing and laughing together.
“You’re gonna give the dog a bath today right?” He asked as we sat facing our respective computers
“Yeah, I’ve just gotta get a few of her blankets clean first so she has somewhere to hang out once she is clean” I replied while turning away from the photo editing I was doing.
“I’m happy to help once you’re ready, just let me know when & I’ll grab some treats for her,” He said turning towards me with a smile
I nodded and smiled then turned back toward my computer. “How can I make this more fun?” I thought as I continued my work. A white tank top, of course. I finished working on 1 or 2 more photos before heading to the closet. I quickly removed my shirt and bra, slipped on a white tank top, with a long sleeve shirt on top, for now. I returned to the office after moving another load of dog blankets from the washer to the dryer.
After finishing up the editing I was working on, we got ready to head out for a walk with the dog. I felt scandalous leaving the house without a bra, but with my tight fleece zipped over my chest, I felt well enough contained. After returning from the walk and settling back in, it was time for the pup’s bath.
“Hey, I’m ready when you are,” I told him, leaning against the door frame of the office
“You got it, I’ll grab the treats and be right there.” He said running his hand across my waist as he passed me on his way to the kitchen. We wrangled the dog into the shower, I pulled off my leggings and long sleeve, leaving only the black cheeky lace panties and my white tank. I watched his eyes look me up and down, lingering first on my chest then, leaning back to check out my ass.
“Fuck” he said quietly. I smiled at him and hopped in the shower, ready to begin washing the dog. As soon as she was thoroughly wet, she gave her first shake, sprinkling me with little see-through windows all over my top. He was feeding our pup treats, trying to keep her distracted during her bath, but every time I looked over, he seemed to have his eyes on me. After about 10 minutes of being pelted with water from the dog shaking off, my tank top was pretty soaked and we were almost done with her bath. I hopped out and began to dry off the dog, once she was dry enough I let her loose to enjoy her post-bath zoomies.
As I headed back toward the closet, he intercepted me. His fingers were immediately tweaking my nipples “You got pretty wet in there” he said leaning in to kiss me. My eyes rolled back as soon as his hands were on my taut nipples, my mouth surprised to find his. My tongue immediately sprang into action just as he broke away. My eyes fluttered back open as I attempted to escape the haze of pleasure I was just assaulted with.
“Uh yeah, that’s what happens when you wash the dog,” I said, trying to sound like I wasn’t just plunged deep into rabid desire. He looked down at my body as his hands continued to explore.
“You’re so chilly,” he said as he ran his hands along my damp skin, he pulled me in close for a hug “You poor thing” he whispered trying to transfer his warmth to me. “Better get dressed huh?” He pulled back, letting me enter the closet. My head was spinning as he walked back to the office. I felt drunk from his touch but clawed my way back to reality as I leaned on the door jam. I pulled off my wet tank top and tossed it in the hamper. I dug through my box of his favorite pieces to build the rest of my outfit. I grabbed a top with a corset front that I lace loosely so you can see as much cleavage as possible while still keeping the nipple covered. As I pulled it over my erect nipples, I felt a wave of pleasure radiating from them, it seemed like they had been constantly hard too, and the cold certainly didn’t help. After my top, I pulled on a flannel but kept it unbuttoned for just a little warmth.
I headed toward the office in my new outfit and stood next to my husband, watching the relatively new game he was playing. He was so engrossed he didn’t look over at me immediately.
“This looks interesting,” I said as I leaned in hoping to catch his peripherals. “What are you working on?”
“So if you grab this-” he said as he turned toward me “You can- oh my god… What are you wearing?” He said in an almost whine. His fingers immediately made their way between the laces of my top and onto my bare, still very cold breast. “God you’re still so cold,” he squeezed my breast slowly. “I’ll warm you up.” he breathed as he continued to massage my breast.
At this point my head is spinning, with how the interactions had been the last few weeks, I was expecting some attention, but not like this. His hands felt greedy as they traversed my sensitive skin, heat was building again in my clit, and just as his palm grazed my nipple, my vision began to blur slightly as my eyes lost their focus. I managed to squeak out a “Thank you” as my eyes closed.
“Of course” He breathed while placing his hand on the back of my neck and pulling my face into his. We held a slow passionate kiss for what seemed like a full minute and suddenly his tongue was in my mouth. I think even if I had opened my eyes at this point, I wouldn’t have been able to see. I was fully taken by him and didn’t have any other thought in my head aside from his bottom lip between mine as I sucked. We broke lightly and as our lips reconnected, his tongue entered my mouth again. He flicked it toward the roof of my mouth, I slowly licked the underside of his tongue and was immediately reminded of my tongue on the underside of the head of his cock. I felt my pussy drip at the thought of choking on his rock-hard cock and then I felt him pull away. I took a deep breath before opening my eyes. Our eyes locked and I saw the fire that was building behind his.
“Fuck, I miss you” He breathed.
“I want you,” I said, surprising myself. I had done my best to let him call the shots, I didn’t want him to make a decision to fuck me before he was ready just because he could see how much I wanted it. I know he loves to make me cum but I wanted to make sure he wasn’t jumping the gun.
“Fuck it, I need to be inside you,” He said firmly, standing up.
“Are-” He kissed me deeply before I could finish. I was going to ask if he was sure; I was in an utter state of shock not believing this is where we would end up. I was picturing some more flirting, a few more kisses, maybe an ass squeeze or two but no, I hit the jackpot. He was ready and I was elated. His arms wrapped around me and his hands pressed firmly into my back to bring me closer. I felt him let out a small sigh when our fully clothed hips connected.
“Come, please,” He said as he broke away, offering his hand to me. I placed my hand in his thinking “Oh, I definitely will” as he walked with purpose toward our bedroom. When he arrived at the edge of his side of the bed, he spun around and used my hand to pull me in as close as he could, and as our hips connected again, he let go of my hand, placing one hand on the back of my head and the other on the small of my back. Our lips collided in a feverish dance, slowing each time we got closer to pulling away just so we could dive back into each other’s mouths.
“I’m so excited,” I said, like a giddy schoolgirl, it had been so long that I couldn’t help myself from proclaiming the ecstasy I was already feeling knowing that within minutes his cock would be buried in my pussy.
“Yeah?” he said sweetly as he cocked his head to the side and flashed a flirty smirk, he let that sit while his face went from flirty to stoic. Then he leaned passed my face and rested his bottom lip on my ear lobe. “You’ve been so, so, patient” Fire blazed down my spine and I let out a small gasp as I felt my panties become soaked from squirting already. He plunged his lips into my neck and I felt myself drip again. My head and eyes rolled back as I moaned, instinctually grabbing a fist full of his long hair. It was one of my favorite things about him, not only visually, but because I got to pull it too. My other hand made its way to his cock, and as I stoked it through his joggers I felt myself squirt again and worried it may start dripping down my thigh.
“We need a towel” I thought slowly, trying with everything I had to free my mind from the spell his mouth and hands placed on me. I put my hands on his chest and pushed lightly, he broke away reluctantly, deciding to look down at my breasts if he couldn’t kiss me. He pinched my nipples lightly, lifting his eyes to my face to see my reaction. I closed my eyes and let out a louder moan than I was expecting, which made me instinctively cover my mouth and squirt yet again as I convulsed. “No we need a towel” the thought sprang back into my head and I snapped my eyes open.
“Wait, stop, we need a towel,” I said placing my hands on his and pushing them away.
“Do we?” he said, again flashing his smirk.
“Oh don’t pretend like you have no idea what you’re doing to me” I smiled and turned toward the linen closet. I grabbed a towel and headed to my side of the bed, folding it up and placing it down. By the time I took my eyes off the towel and swept them back to my husband, he was fully naked and completely at attention. I knew this was my moment, time to take control. I slowly slid my panties off and held them by the side in my hand. I hopped up onto the bed, and we met in the middle on our knees. I grabbed his hand, held it palm up, and placed my soaked panties in his hand. I watched his eyes close and felt his cock twitch.
“Fuck… these are soaked,” he breathed almost too quietly to hear. “What happened?”
“I told you earlier, you have no idea how much I need you” I found his mouth with mine and flicked my tongue inside urgently, feverishly licking the underside of his tongue and moaning. “God that feels just like your cock” I said before I could stop myself.
“I love how much you love my cock” He sighed kissing me harder. He took my hand and guided it toward his cock which I took into my hand excitedly. As I began to slowly stroke him, the pace of his kissing slowed, stalling on my bottom lip in his mouth as I gently caressed the head of his cock. He began to rock his hips into my hand and kissed me again, sucking harder on my lip this time. His hand found its way to my pussy lips, pressing against them before easing them apart and slipping his middle finger in between. “Oh my god, you are so fucking wet.” I ground slowly against his hand as I moved my face over to his ear and took his lobe into my mouth. His hips bucked forward as I began to suck on his ear. “F-fuck” he stammered as he let out a large breath. I kissed my way down to the nape of the neck and nibbled a bit, making his cock twitch in my hand. “Ok, I need you now, please let me fuck you.” he pulled my head back and pleaded with his eyes. I kissed him hard.
“Ok, I said lowering myself onto my ass then swung my legs to the side, he backed off the bed, grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs out towards him then pulled them apart, running his hands down my legs as he crawled back toward me on the bed.
I pulled my knees up and the sides of my ribcage as he approached, my vision already tunneling thinking about his cock beginning to stretch me. He loosely held his cock and slowly rubbed the head against my exposed clit. I convulsed, bucking my hips toward his cock, begging for more contact. He spotted my bullet vibe on my nightstand and leaned over me to grab it, rubbing the length of his cock along my lips and clit, then pulling back as he pushed the vibe into my hand. He tapped his cock against my clit a few more times before positioning himself at my opening. After rubbing himself against my hole to lube up his head, he began to push into me, feeling the resistance of a few weeks between encounters.
“Oh fuck…” he groaned as he slowly pushed himself deeper, and I felt myself contract around him coaxing him as deep as I could. I pressed the vibe against my clit and rocked my hips against it and his cock. He began to gyrate against me, rubbing the head of his cock repeatedly on my g spot. My eyes closed tightly and my jaw went slack as he thrust inside me. I moved the vibe slowly side to side over my clit bucking my hips as the toy slid over it. I pushed my hand into his hip.
“Stay still” I begged, as waves of pleasure washed over me, he stopped and held my face with one hand, my breast with the other. I rocked my hips on his cock and held the vibe firm against my clit. Suddenly I froze, riding the final wave of my orgasm, I began to quiver as I milked his cock with my contractions and pulled the vibe away.
“I can’t,” he said and began thrusting into me with a hunger I rarely see. Unable to react, a let the rhythm of his grinding pull me through another orgasm. He continued inside me, moving quickly but cautiously, doing his best to keep himself in check to avoid any injury. As my heart and breath slowed from my orgasm, I opened my eyes to find him staring at me intently. “I love you,” he said leaning down to kiss me as he continued to thrust.
“God I love you” I sighed as he pulled away. Just as I finished saying “you” he pushed his thumb into my mouth and against my tongue, I got it as wet as I could, knowing where it was going next. He righted himself on his knees again, pressing his thumb against my clit as he pushed his cock deeper. He began light circles around my clit with his thumb as he pushed slowly in and out of me. I rocked against him giddy that his hand was on me. I let out a small giggle and I felt his cock twitch inside me.
“Fuck, you are so hot” he breathed, quickening his pace. He reached over to my hand and took the vibe, turning it on and pressing it against my clit. I gasped at the sensation of the vibe on me again, especially after such an incredible climax. I froze again, feeling another orgasm building. He continued to fuck me while working my clit with the vibe. As he rocked against my g spot I felt myself squirt again and it splash back after hitting his pelvis. “Oh my god.” he said raggedly “How are you this hot?” He paused his hips while he continued rubbing my clit with the vibe causing me to squirt over and over, convulsing from the third insane orgasm of the night. I pushed his hand away when I couldn’t take anymore and he continued thrusting into me again allowing another orgasm to take over my senses. As he continued and I caught my breath, I looked up to see him worried. “I don’t know if I can,” he said, almost whining. “I’m worried about after.”
“I know,” I said grabbing his face, “I know it’s gonna be fine” I smiled, knowing what might help him forget his worrying, I threw my head back and giggled, saying “Do you know how incredible you make me feel? Do you know now how much I need you?” I brought my eyes back to meet his “you make me so happy” I said giggling again.
“Oh, oh…” he moaned loudly, leaning down to lock me in a kiss. He held me there, rocking gently as he came inside me, twitching with every spurt. I kissed him slowly, running my hands along his sides as he began to recover from his orgasm. We looked at each other lovingly before he laid down on my chest to breathe and slow his heart rate. I ran my fingers lightly along his back, kissing his shoulder sweetly.
“I love you” I whispered.
“I love you” he sighed, picking himself up and gently sliding out of me. I felt his cum leaking out of me as he crawled to my side and locked me in another kiss.
To me, nothing is better than soul-bonding sex and I feel so lucky to have a partner who makes me feel so incredibly desired. But, the cherry on top was knowing exactly what he needed from me to cum. I’ll be riding this high for weeks.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10liqtz/breaking_the_dry_spell_f30m28_teasing_penetration