Cumming Just for You

After sharing a particularly rough night trying to fuck my husband on vacation, Jay told me he wanted to me to cum that morning and tell him about it.  This was that story...

I turn on the shower. It's a rain shower that happens to have a small heavy brass handheld sprayer.  I have the water on just passed warm and I step into the rain.  It hurts as it hits my sunburn. It's a constant sting but still feels just good enough.  I grab the soap and run my slick hands over my body giving some relief to certain badly burnt spots.  As I run my hands down my stomach getting closer to my pussy, I can feel it already throbbing.  It's been a couple of hours since you ordered me to cum for you, but I've been thinking about it through breakfast.  I stand there for a moment just letting the water sting my body while my fingers are massaging both sides of my clit.  It feels great, but I know this won't last. I rub side to side quickly for a moment and scrape my nail against my clit, sending a bolt on electricity through my body.  I turn the shower from the rain nozzle to the handheld sprayer.  I've never actually used a sprayer on my pussy, so I'm looking forward to seeing what this will feel like.  I run the sprayer down my body to my pussy, raise my leg to the side of the tub and let the water rush against me. I feels good, but not quite what I thought.  I pull it away a bit and it feels better, but still not quite right. I turn the heat up and my body shakes and lowers to take it in.  It feels like your mouth is actually on me. I still to enjoy the feeling.  After only a short while, the feeling has already passed and I know this will not make me cum.  Not like this.  I decide to get down on the floor of the tub. The sprayer won't reach, but I don't need it to.  My knees are bent and my legs are spread. I put one hand on my pussy and spread it open so I can see exactly what is going on.  I turn the heat up a little bit more and direct the sprayer until I find that sweet spot.  I know when I do, because not only does the feeling rush through my body, but I buck instinctively to take it in.  I am still watching my body react for you and my pussy is throbbing more and more.  I can feel the need to cum rising and I am panting.  It's starting to be too much to take, so I lock my legs against the side of the tub ensuring I can't back away.  I have to let go of my pussy though, and place that hand behind me to hold my body in that position.  I close my eyes, lick my lip, pull it in and bite down hard as my orgasm hits. My whole body seizes and I let out a moan. My body is locked up, my wrist feels like its holding my entire weight up and is going to give out.  I cannot move so my clit is still getting pounded as my body rides out the orgasm.  When I can finally move, I let go of the sprayer, and pull my body forward to give some relief to my wrist.  My pussy is still visually throbbing, so I take a moment to watch until it slows and relish in the aftermath.

Masturbation Monday Week 28

Dreaming in the Tropics

This dream came to me while I was on that vacation.  I had seriously fucked up my sunscreen and managed to get severely burnt across my breasts, as well as several other areas.   It almost looked like I had been tied up or caned, as my body was striped with burns.  My body always cries out for Jay a little when I'm in pain, and this is a result of that...

When the dream starts, or the first thing I remember of the dream, you are already fucking me. I am on my back, you are raised and pushing your weight down on my thighs. Fucking me hard. It's only been just a couple of days since I saw you, this is my reward from a full session of sucking you off the last time, and that we have been fucking for some time at this point. You are asking me where I want you to cum, but I haven't answered yet. I'm not really ready for you to stop. You call me by name which grabs my attention and ask again not so nicely. This time adding to it that you're not done with me yet, so I come up with an answer. On my breasts. This way I get to be close enough to finish you off, but I keep that to myself. Having gotten an acceptable answer, you pick up the pace again, driving hard into me. Then all of a sudden, something changes and your eyes darken. You let go of my legs and push them down, still fucking me but you have slowed down. You come down on top of me with your full weight. Bring your arms up, and putting your hands into my hair. You pull tightly and kiss me hard. This of course undoes me.

You stop kissing me and when I have come back to my senses, you are whispering in my ear. Asking me to tell you again where I want you to cum. I answer quietly with I want you to cum on my breasts and throw in a please for good measure. This usually results in asking if I’m ready, but not this time. You are asking me to tell you why I choose that, so I happily explain that it’s so I can watch you up close. You seem to accept the answer and slowly pull up from me.  I start to get up as well, to get on my knees in my usual position, but you stop me. You tell me not to move as you forcefully pull out of me. I am confused for sure as I see that darkened look in your eyes again. You are crawling up my body talking about how you are going to cum on my breasts but not how I think. Your very wet cock is trailing up my stomach and up farther to my rib cage. You order me to squeeze my breasts together because you are going to fuck them. My mind spins, but I do as I'm told and grab them. My nipples are hard and as I pull down and push together you slide in. Your cock comes through the other side enough that if I want, I can lift my head and take you in my mouth. I don't though, as I am just curious about how this works. I can feel your balls drag back and forth against my rib cage as you slide your cock in and out of my clenched breasts. I am watching you intently and you grab the headboard for better leverage. I can feel myself getting wetter below building the need to take you into my mouth.

As I lift my head, you put your free hand behind me to help and entwine your fingers in my hair, holding me there so can take you in with every thrust. I push down harder with my breasts, suck harder with every thrust. You close your eyes and I hear you warn me that you are ready to cum. As you do, I take some in my mouth and swallow it down, the rest runs from chest down my neck and between my breasts. You let go of my head and let it down easy. I think you are getting off to get a towel to clean me up, but you actually just turn around locking my arms down with your legs and start finger fucking me. I cannot move at all as your full weight is holding me in place. I have no choice but to take the pounding as cum is drying. Talking to me about how wet I am so you know I loved you fucking my breasts. I can feel the need to cum building as your palm is working my clit relentlessly, and resist the urge to close down because it's almost too much to bare. You ask me to let go and tell me that you want to see me squirt. I can hear the determination in your voice and feel the determination in your touch, and I know you aren't going to stop.  You know I can do it. Even I know I can do it flashing back to the first time and as I do, I cum hard. My body convulses underneath you as you let up a little. Whatever you see is pleasing to you because you gently stop with a whispered good girl. I woke up soaked and so was the bed.

Homework from Ruined

So, this is the result of the homeowrk assigned during the Ruined story.  As a reminder, I was asked to write about what happened that day and read it during the flight the next morning.  Jay didn't ask me to write up how the flight went, but I know him well enough that I decided to write it up anyway...

Almost 8 hours of torture. I waited a while to start reading simply because I had already read Ruined a few times since writing it. A couple of hours in, we had some pretty bad turbulence and the shaking caused my ass to ache, which just served to make me wet. I tried to sit still through it, but not only was my ass crying out, I realized that there was a very large bruise across my lower back. I'm quite certain that this is where you gripped me, digging your thumbs in as you were pulling me closer to you. By the time the turbulence stopped, I was filled with the need to be touched. I thought about visiting the restroom, but they were all occupied with people waiting. I just sat and plugged earphones in so I could listen to the movie playing until I calmed down. Later, I decided to read the story and the others since I had time to kill. They all get me going every time, but I'll admit that this last one has the biggest impact on me. Maybe because there are so many firsts. Again, I force myself to sit with my frustration. Pretended to read a book. Wanting to read, but not be able to get passed the page. Hours passed while I tried to quiet my thoughts. I turned on my phone to possibly listen to a book while I tried to nap. Unfortunately, I had cleaned up my audible account and the only book currently downloaded and ready to go was Diary of a Submissive. I read it years ago, but thought it might be nice to re-read (or listen) since my horizons had opened a bit since then. Not helpful at all. Some of the early scenes are too much like our encounters and I just found myself wet and aching again. To be honest, I don't remember much of what was being said during the chapters since I was still very distracted. The landing was about as helpful as the turbulence, as far as making sure I stayed wet for almost the whole fucking flight. The seam of my jeans pushing hard against my clit and my bruised body sending not so subtle reminders of yesterday. As we pull into the gate, I know that I'll be thinking about when I can get a minute of privacy to touch myself for the rest of the night.


Wondering about the other homework??  Yes, I bought a toy to play with.  I bought one called Lust.