My wife and daughter took a week long trip to Europe together. I haven't been yet and she has been twice now.
I had expected that we might get a good sex session before they left, but that did not happen.
While they were gone, I thought about sex even more than when she is here with me to keep me from obsessing. Every evening was spent naked or in lingerie. I had dress up sessions, bondage sessions, naked gardening, vegetables up my ass, hot wax all over my body, numerous spankings and whippings, nipple torture, cock and ball torture and way too much time viewing porn.
But I did not cum.
Though I wished that she had, my wife did not give me any instructions on what to do, or not do, while she was gone. It is my own honor system that kept me from orgasm while she is not with me.
The morning after her return, I woke up and was getting out of bed when I decided that a quick cuddle was needed. I snuggled up to her and pressed my balls into her knees. She responded favorably and soon rolled onto her back and pulled me on top of her, hard cock and all. I thought she wanted me to enter her, but she said that she needed lube as she grabbed me by the hair and pushed my head down to her pussy. I was only too happy to eat her. After she got good and wet she pulled me up and told me to put it in her. We had a nice fuck for a while and she said that she needed to cum before I could. I got her magic wand along with a waterproof pad for the bed. She used the wand on her clit while I fingered her g spot to a great, wet orgasm. I went down on her and ate up all that good goo!
Then she had me enter her again. As we fucked I told her about seeing a rainbow the day before and running in the rain wearing just a pair of panties. I told her, with some anxiety, that I made a wish upon the rainbow. That wish was that she would be accepting and willing to feminize me and make me her slave wife, with my purpose being to submit to her and serve her. She said that she wants me to be happy. I told her that I want her to be happy too and that I believe that she would benefit from my service and submission to her.
Thursday, August 18, 2016
More small steps to FLM
This past weekend we traveled nearly 8 hours roundtrip in the car together. I had thought this would be a good to time to talk about our relationship and present my hopes for our upcoming 30th anniversary trip. My dream is to renew our wedding vows. My hope would be that the vows would be at least an acknowledgment of making our FLR a serious part of our marriage commitment. At best, this would be a ritual collaring wherein T would take me as her slave.
This would be a big jump from where we are now, but the thought of it makes me so excited.
A few days ago T sent me a shopping list by text. I did not get one of the items and I assured her that it was not on the list. I was wrong, it was on the list. I told her that she was right and that I deserved to be punished for arguing when I should know that she is always right. She forgave me, so probably won't punish me, though I wish she would.
Last night we were talking about communication in our marriage, which did not exist for many years. This was after she had mentioned a couple she knows who just broke up.
This was right after I released her bra and scratched her back. I was on me knees and she turned around to face me and placed her hand on my throat and pulled my head upward, as if putting a collar around my neck.
I confessed that I had hoped to talk during our long drive about plans for our anniversary trip and my hopes to renew our wedding vows. She said "What do you have in mind?, Something like me dragging you out on the beach by a leash and collar?" I told her that since she brought it up first, yes, I had thought about a collaring ceremony. She asked if that's what that was called and I said yes, a collaring is when someone becomes a slave to their dominant and that is what I would like to be.
Unfortunately, it was getting late and we were both very tired, so we kissed good night. I turned off the light and pressed my balls hard against her knees and drifted off to sleep.
Sweet dreams.
This would be a big jump from where we are now, but the thought of it makes me so excited.
A few days ago T sent me a shopping list by text. I did not get one of the items and I assured her that it was not on the list. I was wrong, it was on the list. I told her that she was right and that I deserved to be punished for arguing when I should know that she is always right. She forgave me, so probably won't punish me, though I wish she would.
Last night we were talking about communication in our marriage, which did not exist for many years. This was after she had mentioned a couple she knows who just broke up.
This was right after I released her bra and scratched her back. I was on me knees and she turned around to face me and placed her hand on my throat and pulled my head upward, as if putting a collar around my neck.
I confessed that I had hoped to talk during our long drive about plans for our anniversary trip and my hopes to renew our wedding vows. She said "What do you have in mind?, Something like me dragging you out on the beach by a leash and collar?" I told her that since she brought it up first, yes, I had thought about a collaring ceremony. She asked if that's what that was called and I said yes, a collaring is when someone becomes a slave to their dominant and that is what I would like to be.
Unfortunately, it was getting late and we were both very tired, so we kissed good night. I turned off the light and pressed my balls hard against her knees and drifted off to sleep.
Sweet dreams.
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