When I Return from a Solo-Play Session We Ride that High and One Another for Days…
The high that my partner and I ride after I indulge in solo-play begins before I leave the house.
There’s nothing like the anticipation of going on a solo-play date. They do not happen often for us. Actually, we play together most of the time, but when my partner is away on business or I have extra vacation time, then we get excited about me spending alone time with one of our play friends.
One day last summer, I made plans to meet one of my play friends for an afternoon delight. That was as long as I agreed to make a video for my partner. But this story is not about what happened that afternoon; it’s about how my partner and I fucked for days after my solo play session.
The high that my partner and I ride after a solo-play session begins before I even leave the house. He bids me farewell, reminds me to send a video, and I’m off to the races. Except I always keep in contact with my partner when I go on a date. I text when I arrive and sometimes even just before we get it on. I make sure to send a video of our play to my partner immediately. I also send him a text when I am on my way back home.
This is for my safety and for our relationship. This is because when I go on a solo-play session my partner is actually there with me. He knows about it, and he anticipates the date and the video, as well as the time where we reunite.
Once I hit send on that video I anticipate his response. This time he said the video was not long enough and that it was just a tease.
“Maybe, I like it that way,” I said.
“This way you can finish what he started.”
When I got home, I expected that the house would be full and that we would need to wait until much later to satisfy our desires. Instead, he was there waiting for me, and he had made sure that no one else was home.
He could see from that smile on my face just how much fun I had.
He came in for a kiss and dived deeply into my neck, smelling my play partner’s body on me. Sometimes, I shower first, to wash away that other body, but on this day we used it for our own pleasure.
“Did you have fun,” he asked.
“Yes,” I replied. “I sure did!”
“How much fun?” he asked.
“So much fun that I need more, and I want to thank you right now,” I replied.
And so in the middle of the kitchen, I got down on my knees and pulled down his pants to give him his reward for granting me the permission to be such a bad girl. He stroked my hair as I showered his cock in kisses, licks, and deep-throated thrusts. I wanted to spoil him because he showed me so much trust.
When I beg him to fuck me good, he makes me wait, saying that he’s still enjoying his reward. I begin to use one of my free hands to play with myself. I look up at him with my eyes seeing how thrilled he is by my performance. I take it all in hitting the back of my throat before he pulls me up gently by my hair at the nape of my neck and bends me over the counter.
I spread my legs and he dives right in, licking the center of me until I see stars. He wants to hear about the afternoon I had. I tell him how he fucked me good but that I need him now to make me his. We can still smell foreign sex all around me and on me, and we both get so turned on by this that I start begging him to fuck me.
“Please, I say, give it to me good,” I beg.
“She’s yours. Fuck her good,” I say.
“Is that good?” he asks.
“Is that how you like it?” you slut.
“Yes, yes I say. She’s all yours. That pussy is yours. Fuck it good,” I beg and plead.
“I need it,” I say. “I need you.”
This sexual energy that surrounds us then rules us for the next few days as we ride the high we get out of sending me off for my rare solo-play sessions. Somethings take us both over; it’s almost as if we are possessed.
We need this possession really badly right now. I have yet to make a solo-play date, but I have something in the works…
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