Monday, March 11, 2013
Six Week Release Backfires
Well, I was finally granted an orgasm by my wife after six interesting weeks. The heightened sense of intimacy we shared was well worth it. But after all is said and done, that might have been the only thing worth the wait.
On Saturday morning, I woke my wife up with a tongue bath, all over her body. It had been awhile for her as well, so she was getting horny. I fingered her to orgasm before it was time to start the day. She promised that I would get mine later. That night we found ourselves all over each other in bed. Not only were my senses enhanced, but my wife was very receptive to my touch. She got wet very fast, and was reaching for my pantied penis early. She could only get a few strokes on me before I had to pull back. She didn't want me coming yet. As my tongue made its way down to my reward, her pussy, I tried to enjoy the moment and breathe everything in. I knew she wouldn't last much longer either. With a fair amount of tongue strokes, she got off, clamping down on my face. She had gotten almost all of what she wanted.
At this point, I was horny myself but wanted to go into a subspace that really got me going. Even after this long of a wait, the vanilla sex wasn't hitting the spot like it used to. It was finally my turn to come inside of my wife after six long weeks, but I hoped I would be relegated to jacking off or even being denied longer. It seems I have become accustomed to being degraded. Alas, she wanted me inside of her. There is a form of humiliation from orgasming in a degrading way, but for some reason the humiliation of coming instantly while trying to fuck is almost too hard to handle. But she wanted me, so I gave it to her. When I opened her legs and got into position, the orgasm began. And upon my initial thrust into her, the first shot fired. I lay there, quivering from the overwhelming sensation of a woman's pussy and unable to start a rhythm of subsequent thrusts as I shot the rest of my load. I was truly embarrassed and my penis quickly went limp. I apologized but was consoled. She said she knew it had been a long time. But that barely helped me as I wondered if she was really frustrated. As we cuddled, I regained composure and felt that relaxed, post orgasmic feeling that I rarely get the chance to feel anymore.
The next morning, I woke up as horny as ever. In fact, I felt more horny than I had in weeks. The orgasm jump started my libido in a bad way. What's worse, there will be no more sex any time soon to ease my feeling which is worse than before I came. As far as sex goes, my wife had gotten all she wanted (well, besides getting actually fucked) and in her mind she had given me all I had deserved. So it may be awhile feeling like this. It is nearly unbearable. At least before my orgasm, I only wanted to be a cock sucking sissy. At least that felt more elegant because I wanted to emulate the fairer sex. Now I just want a bratty college girl to treat me like an absolute dog, walk me around on all fours, make me lick her feet for hours, and finally let me hump her leg. It's like the orgasm put my hormones back on a more primitive level. I'm just a dog now. I don't even deserve to act like a lady.
I must find something to take my mind off of this. But I probably won't. I hope I don't annoy my wife too much, but she may find me spending a lot of time slobbering on her toes.