May 31, 2026
For a while we just lay there watching TV. Occasionally his hand would wander to my thigh and I would put mine on top of his and rub it. We chuckled and talked a bit about his work or the show we were watching. I always feel so comfortable with him. We don’t need to talk. We can just be with each other.
Then he stretched and shuffled around and lay down with his head on my belly. Again this felt like a very intimate moment. My fingers curled into his hair and I just stroked his head.
Then his hand started wandering. He pulled my panties to the side and started rubbing my mound, his fingers now curling into my hair. They wandered further down, testing my wetness and tickling my clit. He knows what turns me on and I was ready for him. I knew he wasn’t feeling 100% so I was surprised at the attention. He played and every so often his head would dip in for a taste. My breathing quickened and after my first orgasm he had me raise my hips so I could slide my panties down.
He kept playing, his head still in my stomach. It was a fun, low-key period. My hands wandered around his body as he got me off two or three more times. Then he pulled my panties up and patted them into place. “Do you think that will keep you satisfied for a bit?” He grinned at me.
I still find it amazing how he takes care of me. Of course there have been times when he really was ill and couldn’t, but there was no pressure for him to have to get me off that night. I snuggled closer to him and we drifted off to sleep slowly.
The next morning we had a few hours before he had to go to work. When we had originally planned it, he had not been scheduled until late afternoon. However, things change quickly in his line of work and he had been called in several hours early. But at least it wasn’t early morning so we had some time to play.
One of the first things we did was put my VCH and labia rings back in. I’d had an MRI several weeks earlier and had had to go to my piercer to get everything removed. I was able to put most of them back in again once the test was finished, but I saved the fun one for him to do. I had bought new jewelry, smaller ones which I hoped would not get as tangled up and painful. They were a bit too small and he had a difficult time closing them (they are clicker rings to avoid having to bother with the balls on captive beads.) He did finally get them closed though.
Afterwards he just stood at the end of the bed and admired the view. He dipped in for a taste and I giggled. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist,” I said. He agreed.
Then he got out his shaver and proceeded to shave my bush. This was something we had discussed. As always I told him it didn’t matter to me if I had a growth or not. He shaved carefully, saving the hair. He still had my hair from a previous shaving and was saving it up to add texture into one of his paintings. However he still needed more so I suspect he will shave me again at some point. But not for a while. At the moment he is still obsessed with my bare vulva and my “fat pussy.”
Of course he did have to stick his dick in me after that. He didn’t cum, but I did, so then I gave him a good deep throat blow job that he actually pushed me away from so he didn’t cum.
Unfortunately time was running out so he got dressed and went to work. For once he was going to be back in the room before I was that evening because the show I wanted to see started late.
When I finally arrived back to the room, he was naked in bed. I quickly stripped and climbed in with him. I had showered earlier and had cleaned up the bird he had missed shaving. We talked about the show I saw and watched a bit of TV. Then his hands started wandering and I started stroking him. He was instantly responsive so I guessed he had taken one of his blue pills while waiting for me.
It doesn’t bother me that he has to take blue pills every so often. It gives us more time to play and he keeps him harder longer. He can definitely get erection without it, but this allows us longer length of both time and cock.
We fucked hard, our usual way; so many different positions. He spanked me, dragged me around, forced my head onto his cock and made me swallow it. I squirted and climaxed endlessly until he could no longer hold on. Then we stared at each other incredulously, giggling. It’s always amazing when he get together.
When he pulled out, he noticed one of the rings he had just put in fell out and was stuck to my ass. So right now I only have 3 labia rings. We bought some new ones that are a little larger for him to put in next time.
Unfortunately he had to go to work a bit earlier the next day so we didn’t really get anything done. I watched him dress and bade him farewell until next time. I had an appointment to get a souvenir tattoo so I showered quickly and hit the subway. It was nice to see a different part of the city. There was an outdoor market near the tattoo studio so I wandered around there a bit. After a slight mess up with the artist’s booking, I finally got my simple tattoo and headed back to the room. I had to pack up and get to the station for my train. But I know I’ll be back.
Morgan Destera 