As I write this, My Lady is in the bedroom using the wand to give her pussy a nice good cum (or two or three, you know how hard it is for her to stop at just one). Meanwhile, I’m in the living room keeping tabs on the kids. Just knowing that she’s in there, moaning and writhing on the bed, perhaps enjoying an orgasm at this very moment, while I sit here with my need to cum growing by the second… it’s driving me crazy.

It’s my fault, after all. I’m the one who turned her on to the point where she needed to masturbate. I’m the one who suggested that she her herself off in this way. So I pretty much asked for this.

Just a few minutes ago, we were laying on the couch together, when I snuck my hand down her pants and rubbed her soft wet pussy lips with my finger. Her smell has been getting me REALLY horny lately (I’ve been fantasizing being tied down and covered with her pussy juices as she uses my entire body to get herself off over and over), and I needed more of her. I whispered to her, requesting to sneak into the bedroom with her so I could give her a quick orgasm with my tongue. She nearly dragged me down the hall by my hand. 🙂

I licked her delicious pussy to a quick orgasm, and I promised her some slow drawn out loving after bedtime tonight. After her orgasm, she was laying on the bed, naked from the waist down, looking so damn sexy. I couldn’t resist climbing up on top of her between her legs and rubbing my cage on her horny pussy. ML immediately began to moan again and rub up against me. She looked at me and said, “Oh damn, I’m still horny… I think I might have to masturbate. Maybe I’ll use the wand…”

And that’s how we got here. Not only is she teasing me by having so many orgasms with ease while I am desperate for just one, by she’s also denying me the pleasure of watching her enjoy her orgasm. We both know exactly how much I enjoy her orgasms, and now I’m left to my imagination. Such sweet torture…