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I came too quickly when C and I were having sex on Saturday night. She’s not come. Usually she’d spread her legs and push my head down for me to lick and touch her, or turn over for me to tongue her arse as she masturbated – this always got her off beautifully. It’s pretty rare now that C comes with me fucking her. She’s OK with this normally, but wasn’t on Saturday. Not at all.
We’d made love with me spooned up against her back. This is how we often have sex in the morning. I’d press my erection against C’s lovely behind and cuddle up to her. If she’s interested, she’ll press back and draw my hand to her breasts or down between her legs. Occasionally, she’s ready and waiting, and may just reach between her legs and press me into her. Sometimes, she just ignores me, and I’m left to calm down by myself. Once in a while she gives me permission to masturbate. One of the things we do that I love best is to be held by her, as I wank. This can go one of two ways. C can be loving, kissing me or stroking my chest and gently pinching my nipples as is stroke my penis. Alternatively, C will grab my balls in her fist and squeeze. Gently at first, then harder and harder as I come close to ejaculating. It becomes a battle of wills. How much pain can I take? How much do I want to ejaculate? Once or twice she has squeezed me so hard that the pain has overcome any desire to touch myself.
Anyway, on Saturday I came too soon.
“Don’t pull out, I want more.”
I ground slowly into her, but this was not enough.
“I want you hard again.”
C reached between her legs to grab my balls. Firmly, but not causing pain, she controlled the rhythm of my fucking her. This worked for a minute or two. I got harder, but not fully erect. C touched herself, now eager to have an orgasm. My cock felt heavy and sore. I started to soften. We slowed down and stopped. My penis shrank and withdrew from C.
“You’re a one shot man aren’t you?”
Clearly this was a rhetorical question.
“I want more. I want to be fucked properly. I need a man with stamina, who can go again and has a bigger cock.”
As she said this she stroked herself to an orgasm, pulling on the nipples and, I assume, fantasising about being fucked by another man as her inadequate husband lay beside her.
