I don’t normally write from a sub or female perspective, despite being both, so I am open to criticism/critiques. —————
“I can play?,” It’s a statement I’ve turned into a question. I ask innocently, reaching behind me while we’re spooning, my left hand landing on your cock. You react with a slight jerk, and I feel you firming up against my palm.
You were nearly asleep, but you’re growing in my hand so I’m hopeful you won’t tell me no.
“Mmm,” you vocalize, half moaning/half thinking. “We have to be up early tomorrow, and it’s already late,” you say. Ever the authoritarian.
“Pleeeease?,” I plead, stroking you. You don’t answer immediately so I continue, “C’mon, you never let me play.” — It’s not true, but I’m hoping it’ll make you feel guilty.
“Fine, show me what those pretty little lips can do,” you say rolling to the left, out of our spooning position and out of my hand. Just like that you’re lying on your back, ready for the show.
You know what these lips can do, all too well. Giddy, I get to work. It’s hard to explain exactly what’s so fun about it; why I really enjoy giving head. But I’ll try.