IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE….

I’ve been woken in the morning by a man in my bed.  I slowly came awake and felt his hard need pressed gently against my bottom.  It was warm and velvety soft, yet like rock, something no toy has yet been able to mimic in my opinion.  Spooning against me he encircled me with his arms and his hands grasped my breasts, squeezing softly and protectively.  My nipples went instantly hard and began to throb.  I gasped a little, still in that misty twilight of sleep, but becoming aware.  He nuzzled my neck, kissing me with his warm breath in my ear.  Goosebumps raced across my body, and there was this warm spasm in my pussy becoming almost instantly wet.

Thousands of thoughts raced in my mind as I slowly began to catch up.  My inner bitch rose up in indignation.  “How dare he touch me without permission!”  “He’s going to be leaving for work soon, and he needs to be put back into chastity!”  And other such… admonishments.   As my body melted in his embrace and my pussy turned into liquid fire, I just couldn’t.  I was already moaning….MOANING!  It’s been a long time since a man has gotten that sound out of me.  So I told my inner bitch to shut the fuck up!, and enjoyed being what God made me.  Just a woman.   In the dark of the morning.  With her man.

OMG it was good!  With both his arms firmly wrapped around me, he made me feel small against his warm body.  He began slowly thrusting.  The big velvety head of his cock blindly seeking my pussy, gently pressing me all over as it tried to find its place.  When it did, he didn’t rush like most men.  I could feel his cock slowly spread me open, his big head resting just inside my entrance.  I squeezed down hard, and he groaned in delight, his breath on my neck.  I had a little orgasm right then and there.

“Ohh.. please fuck me….please…oh God it feels so good…” I said in a long moan.  I couldn’t help it, and the bitch actually chuckled behind me.  CHUCKLED!  AT ME! Lol! 

 I’m sure my inner bitch was screaming in rage somewhere, but I didn’t give a shit.  I needed my man’s love, and his big meaty dick, and all that femdom shit could just go take a fucking hike!

He slowly, and teasingly, pushed in.  I felt his hard length spread me wide and he began stroking slowly. In and out.  He would continuously change the angle, and add little twists.  He sped up, slowed down….IT WAS FUCKING MADENING!  Just when I got close, soooo close, he would change something.  The teasing bitch was edging me…ME!  LOL!    And I stupidly let the crafty man pin me with his arms, and he wouldn’t let me touch myself to end this insanity.  Arghhhhhhh!

Lol I was so fucking gone I don’t know how long he kept doing that, but I was almost crying with need when he starting breathing hard and picking up the pace.  I was finally being properly fucked, and it was so damned gooooooooooood. 

It didn’t take long.  When his sweaty body began slamming into mine, and his hard breathing became harsh grunts, (I love a man that can grunt like a beast)….I came so damned hard, I actually saw stars.  One of those screaming, twisting, arch-your-back or fucking die orgasms!  

If he wouldn’t have been holding me tight, or if he would have been fucking me missionary style I would have scratched his back to bloody ribbons.  Since I couldn’t move I just bit my pillow as I came, and came…..and came.  Somewhere in my dizziness he came too.  I remember him tightening against me and letting out little yell followed by a long groan, but I was so far gone, it might as well have been a dream. 

I remember mumbling some kind of bullshit as he got up and showered.  (He had to be at work early this morning).   I just laid naked, warm, and utterly satisfied in a big pool of ‘Our’ cum.

 About 10,000 years later he came out of the shower walking around in the semi-darkness with that preening posture that every male (I suspect since the dawn of time), has after fucking his woman good and well.  I just smiled.  I stopped him as he started to put on his cock cage.  I motioned him over to me, and took it from him. 

“You’ve earned your freedom for the day.  If you betray me by masturbating… I will find out…”  I left the rest unsaid.  I felt too good for threats.  I pulled him down to me on the bed, and kissed him deeply.  He kissed me back, like a man does, and I could feel him start to stiffen again.  I ended the kiss, and let him stand.  I held his balls gently, and lovingly kissed the growing head of his cock.  I gently flicked my tongue into his slit.  He groaned with utter delight, and stroked my hair.

God! I just wanted to eat him alive….instead I withdrew, lightly wacked him in the balls.  He shrieked with a laugh, and I told him, “perhaps tonight.”

“Remember what I said.  I want to see you at 6pm sharp.  Don’t be late.  I’m going to teach you how to shoot today, and we’ll need some light to do it.”  I said.

“Yes Mistress,” he said seriously.

A few moments later as he was running down the stairs.  I heard him stop.  Pause.  And run back.  Wondering what he had forgotten, he stuck his head back in my bedroom, looked me right in the eyes and said,

“Mistress,  I love you.”  Then he smiled shyly, and disappeared.

I watched him drive away from my window, wiping an unexpected tear and feeling all warm and gooey inside.  Wondering what the fuck I had gotten myself into, and at the same time…Overjoyed that I had.