So yeah, I’ve tried to leave it off the blog but it’s just getting too relevant to my story…I have a vanilla SO at home. I got home so wet and riled up from the little incident with Doug in the car that I couldn’t wait to get some more. I had this wild thought that maybe now since I’d had my fix of submission I might be able to use some of the tricks I’ve been learning on Neil. He’s been saying that he wishes I’m more aggressive, I just wasn’t sure I had it in me.
He must have had a nice dream because his cock was just begging for some attention when I came to bed. I put the tongue ring straight to work, but my soaking wet pussy had other ideas. Once the floodgates have been opened, I can’t stop them. I climbed on top of him and lost my mind, squirting over and over again. He loved the warm feeling of my juices running down his balls as I rode him. My hand moved to his neck and tugged his hair a bit but couldn’t really read his reaction, though he didn’t stop moaning or seem surprised or upset.
Sitting up straight, I put my hands behind my neck so that when he opened his eyes he saw my breasts bouncing beautifully. “I think I’m ready to take a more active role,” he said. I got on all fours and he took me from behind, still stimulating my g-spot so much that I can’t even recall the details, out of my mind with desire, is all I can say. Sometimes I get bored or tired after a half hour or so but this night I felt like I could go on forever.
He said he didn’t think he was going to be able to come and I begged, “Please don’t stop.” We flipped to missionary position and I had a really rocking clitoral orgasm. I asked him if he was losing feeling in his cock which sometimes happens when we have marathon sessions, he admitted that he was. So I decided to try something different. He couldn’t feel anything there so I’ll give him something else to feel. Now he was kind of beside and behind me so I dug my nails into his thigh as hard as I could. It had to hurt a lot but he didn’t protest. After a few minutes he said “Don’t stop digging your nails into me,” he said. So I did that for a little while longer, enjoying another squirt, and trying pulling his hair a bit more.
“Here get on your back again,” I said, climbing on him in reverse. I was too wet to keep him from sliding out so he started masturbating right over my ass. It felt so titillating, so objectifying, I almost squirted again without even being touched on my tender bits. He’s stick it inside me to get some more all natural lube and then keep going.
I wish I could find a way to convince him how beneficial polyamory is for our sex life. Right now I’m just trying to find him a girlfriend and maybe he’ll start to see the light. Then again it is probably better that I keep my lovers in secret because I would get much too wild if I had permission.
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