Yesterday was a very long day. My Lady and I were both very tired after not sleeping too well the night before, and running around doing stuff for the entire day. It was nice to just sit down and the end of the day and watch TV while ML teased my cock some.
Yeah, she seems to never stop with that. π We sat for a little while after the kids went to bed, and she idly stroked my cock, bringing me to the edge a couple of times. I was wriggling around and moaning, humping up to meet her hand a little bit. Soon, it was time for bed.
We snuggled up together, and she began to play with me some more. We kissed slow and deep, and it began to feel nice and romantic. She pulled away from a kiss and looked right into my eyes and said, “Make love to me and cum in my pussy right now.”
“Are you sure?” I stupidly asked.
“Yes, do it.”
“Really?” I asked again.
“Just get up here, be a good boy, and do as you’re told,” she said with a smile. Even when she’s being romantic, she is dominant and sexy. π
So we made sweet, wonderful love together, and it felt wonderful. It felt even more wonderful to cum inside My Lady, too. My body was near exhausted from all of the road trip craziness, so the orgasm wasn’t as body crushing/mind blowing as it probably could have been if I were well rested, but I still felt shivers and chills run through my body during my orgasm; it was still more intense than any orgasm I’d had before we started chastity.
And so now, as I lay in bed this morning with my cage applied just moments ago, we are back to day one. There hasn’t been any serious talk of a new Maybe Day yet, but ML has floated the idea of waiting until our anniversary in January… which just happens to be seven months from now, the exact amount of denial time she was aiming for before this road trip. Coincidence? Or did ML’s devious brain plan this all along? π
Eh, I don’t care. I got to cum in her pussy last night. That’s good enough for me. π