ORAL SERVITUDE - redux

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I woke up this morning overwhelmed with wanting his cock. Sliding my hand over his tummy, down to his soft cock, running fingers over it, so soft, featherlight, slow touches.

I know he'll have to pee. We've tried the whole "me as urinal" thing... some mornings it works, most times he just waits to see where this goes. I love the IDEA of this... mouth used for his every whim. The objectification of my mouth, of me becoming his useful hole. That being said, morning pee is a lot, it's strong and the focus it takes to wake up and actually go... I think he just likes to fuck around in my mouth a while and worry about peeing later.

I like that space in between his legs. Neither of us quite awake. Kneeling, all hunched up in between his legs, he reaches down and idly plays with my hair as I run his cock all over my face. Licking it, getting the shaft wet, leaning up to run the tip over my nipples, pushing tits together surrounding his cock.

His cock is hard now. That's the best feeling - from soft to hard. Rocking back, releasing his cock from my tits, sliding my mouth down on him. All the way down. As much as I want to explore his entire cock, this morning I want to feel him consume (is that the right word??? inside, all of it, deep) my mouth, my throat.

His hand is on the top of my head but he's not controlling anything, its' just heavy on my head. I like that he's letting me figure out what he wants, he's allowing me to go where I want.

My hands are on his thighs, running up and down his thighs as I keep my mouth tight around his cock, tongue flat on the shaft, sliding head down to the base, the tip of his cock pushing at the back of my throat. Then sliding back up, tongue working the tip and then back down. Over and over, slow, steady, hearing him catch his breath, groaning.

I like the fact my mouth is full of his cock but my pussy is empty. It makes that achey, needy slutty feeling even stronger. Like I want to convince him to fuck my pussy through my mouth... if my mouth feels this good he MUST want to fuck me. I reach down between my legs. My slit is wet... he says no, stop, don't, greedy slut. I make some pleading sound. My pussy contracts and makes that emptiness more apparent.

Fuck, fuck. I never know which direction this morning worship, this morning cock sucking will go...
 
I woke up this morning overwhelmed with wanting his cock. Sliding my hand over his tummy, down to his soft cock, running fingers over it, so soft, featherlight, slow touches.

I know he'll have to pee. We've tried the whole "me as urinal" thing... some mornings it works, most times he just waits to see where this goes. I love the IDEA of this... mouth used for his every whim. The objectification of my mouth, of me becoming his useful hole. That being said, morning pee is a lot, it's strong and the focus it takes to wake up and actually go... I think he just likes to fuck around in my mouth a while and worry about peeing later.

I like that space in between his legs. Neither of us quite awake. Kneeling, all hunched up in between his legs, he reaches down and idly plays with my hair as I run his cock all over my face. Licking it, getting the shaft wet, leaning up to run the tip over my nipples, pushing tits together surrounding his cock.

His cock is hard now. That's the best feeling - from soft to hard. Rocking back, releasing his cock from my tits, sliding my mouth down on him. All the way down. As much as I want to explore his entire cock, this morning I want to feel him consume (is that the right word??? inside, all of it, deep) my mouth, my throat.

His hand is on the top of my head but he's not controlling anything, its' just heavy on my head. I like that he's letting me figure out what he wants, he's allowing me to go where I want.

My hands are on his thighs, running up and down his thighs as I keep my mouth tight around his cock, tongue flat on the shaft, sliding head down to the base, the tip of his cock pushing at the back of my throat. Then sliding back up, tongue working the tip and then back down. Over and over, slow, steady, hearing him catch his breath, groaning.

I like the fact my mouth is full of his cock but my pussy is empty. It makes that achey, needy slutty feeling even stronger. Like I want to convince him to fuck my pussy through my mouth... if my mouth feels this good he MUST want to fuck me. I reach down between my legs. My slit is wet... he says no, stop, don't, greedy slut. I make some pleading sound. My pussy contracts and makes that emptiness more apparent.

Fuck, fuck. I never know which direction this morning worship, this morning cock sucking will go...

That is so incredible. I've been thinking about this thread all day. I love how you say you like the idea of your mouth being used for his every whim. That's so sexy. I want to own her mouth and use it anytime in anyway I want.
 
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^^^^ it's always that eye contact that makes it so connecting and hot.
 
So I'm thinking a lot about having his hands on my head. How sometimes it's probably just an instinctual thing, not thoughtless but maybe not mindful, you know?

Face pushed inbetween his legs, balls pressed in to my nose as I'm lapping around, I feel his hand toy with my hair. Not directing anything, just touching.

http://i.imgur.com/k9aYtLFm.gif

I like that slow, undirected worship. Letting me go where I want, licking, touching, smelling him.

My husband is in a wheelchair, can't move his hands/arms. He can still feel stuff, they just don't work. I worship his cock without him moving. His cock works. Just the rest of him doesn't. He misses being able to put his hands on my head, run his fingers through my hair, smack my cheek.

When I go down on him, it takes worship to a whole 'nother level. I get to thinking about his hands, how I want them on me. I'll take one hand and put it on the top of my head. It's heavy. I like that feeling. He does too - it gives him a moment of feeling like before - that we're connected at this moment by more than his cock.

So this morning, it's all about his hands -- wanting them on me whether it's that idle touching, slipping fingers through my hair. Or it's more directed, more deliberate. Hands on the side of my head, holding my face still as he fucks my mouth. Or on the top of hy head, pushing me down further, gagging deeper, keeping me on his cock those extra seconds as panic mixes up with arousal.

http://imgur.com/hE9O8NL

http://imgur.com/1sTXFCn

Tell me what you like when it comes to having your hands on your partner?
 
Tell me what you like when it comes to having your hands on your partner?

It is instinctual, a reflex, to reach out and lay my hands on her head or the back of her neck when she is in the throes of it. Completely lost in the moment and only vaguely aware of my voice, but my touch conveys everything she wants to know. Digging my fingers in to say that she's doing good, massaging to reward those sighs of happiness, pulling hair to test her resolve, pushing down to stifle those little snickers of self satisfaction, and leaning forward to run my hands along her body, teasing/pinching/squeezing/gripping to spur her on. I won't be idle, can't. It's all just a natural response to her showing me that devotion, her exaltation and my acknowledgement, affectionately displayed in flesh and sensation. The kind of thing I live for.
 
It is instinctual, a reflex, to reach out and lay my hands on her head or the back of her neck when she is in the throes of it. Completely lost in the moment and only vaguely aware of my voice, but my touch conveys everything she wants to know. Digging my fingers in to say that she's doing good, massaging to reward those sighs of happiness, pulling hair to test her resolve, pushing down to stifle those little snickers of self satisfaction, and leaning forward to run my hands along her body, teasing/pinching/squeezing/gripping to spur her on. I won't be idle, can't. It's all just a natural response to her showing me that devotion, her exaltation and my acknowledgement, affectionately displayed in flesh and sensation. The kind of thing I live for.

Fuck :eek:

Tell me what you like when it comes to having your hands on your partner?

As the submissive I don't get to explore him much. But his hands on me... My god. He usually lets me do my own thing when I'm down on him. If he puts a hand on my head or in my hair I know he's losing it. If he's lying down and I'm to the side of him he'll have a hand on my back or hip, his finger tips digging into my flesh spurring me on. I like to run my fingers and nails along the fronts and insides of his thighs, his hips will buck and he'll suck in a sharp breath.
 
When my hair is not used, the hand at the side of the face. It's so beautiful, the most beautiful feeling, it makes me want to cry. And I want to curl my arms around him and hold onto his backside and pull myself onto him beyond my comfort and ability. There are things he enjoys more though, and I confine myself to those, because that is how it is correct to worship him. And as the tears run down my face, if he wipes them with a thumb....the joy is so huge, it feels...like my worship is heard.

That was beautiful to read, Elle. You've made m tear up. :heart: And that last line, Christ, I'm all weepy now.
 
It is instinctual, a reflex, to reach out and lay my hands on her head or the back of her neck when she is in the throes of it. Completely lost in the moment and only vaguely aware of my voice, but my touch conveys everything she wants to know. Digging my fingers in to say that she's doing good, massaging to reward those sighs of happiness, pulling hair to test her resolve, pushing down to stifle those little snickers of self satisfaction, and leaning forward to run my hands along her body, teasing/pinching/squeezing/gripping to spur her on. I won't be idle, can't. It's all just a natural response to her showing me that devotion, her exaltation and my acknowledgement, affectionately displayed in flesh and sensation. The kind of thing I live for.
This is so hot.
 
Good lord, that body in a suit.

But I'm neither Far nor Cookie so I'm out.
 
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