Dear Diary,
Life’s become interesting since we took our road trip together. For starters, she wanted to know every detail of what happened, and it was nerve wracking telling her just how close we came to breaking her one boundary.
“So you were both naked and you sat ON his dick.. but it didn’t go in..”
“Exactly, yes my pussy was touching it, but it never went inside me!”
The look of suspicion on her face… “not even a slip, like you’re rocking back and forth on it and the tip slid in? Nothing at all went inside you?”
“I promise, the only part of him that was inside me all weekend long was his fingers.” I was so afraid she wouldn’t believe me.
It was a long discussion assuring her that her boundary stayed intact. Before her line in the sand made a little more sense.
“Do things with him I’m not a fan of, mija, suck his dick, swallow his cum, let him….put it back there if you want, just. But your pussy is off limits.”
I was kinda taken aback, I won’t lie, there was no denying that she meant Anal…but I still wanted clarification.
“You’re saying you’re ok with him fucking my ass..”
“I told you from the get go, his dick doesn’t go in your pussy, Elizabeth,” she said, almost laughing at the absurdity of the conversation we were having. “I feel like I made that as clear as possible!”
“No, you’re right, you did,” I replied. “It’s just kinda nuts to hear your [redacted] say she’s ok with your [redacted] sticking his dick in your ass.”
“Well…yeah.. but it’s also only if you want to. This only goes as far as you are ok with.” She said, reassuringly. “What I can tell you is this.. I appreciate everything you’ve done, because it’s made my sex life fantastic.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, hace hambre contigo, y biene con migo para comer.”
Literal translation. [He works up an appetite with you, then he comes to me to eat]
Meaning. [You work him up, he comes to me to fuck]
After discussing everything with her, I felt better about everything. It’s all very confusing to people on the internet, tho.
Am I into this kink? No. I don’t get off BECAUSE it’s my [redacted] cumming in my mouth. I am just a sexual person and enjoy making him cum. But more than that, I am happy that I’m making her sex life better and in the process, giving him a good time. I love them. Is it a crazy dynamic? Yeah. But it’s working for us.
That whole discussion made these past few of weeks some of my favorites. I fell in to almost a routine. I’d wake up, eat breakfast, clean the house, sit down to watch tv, he’d come home, we’d exchange greetings, he’d walk over to the sofa, sit down, pull his dick out, I’d suck his dick till I swallowed his cum, he’d get up go to his office, I’d cook dinner, then get dressed for work, go to work, come home, sleep, then wake up and do it all over again.
Every day for the past few weeks, that was my routine, except on days off, where I’d go out with friends. I swallowed his cum every single day. To the point where it didn’t feel odd anymore. And the best part for me was how happy it made both of them. I got used to my routine, I began to almost look forward to it. Is that weird to say? I looked forward to swallowing for him.
Then yesterday he said something that made me think about things. He had just cum in my mouth, I came off his dick and swallowed. He was laying back on the sofa, as relaxed as can be, when he said. “I hope this never becomes mundane for you.”
I looked at him kind of confused. “What do you mean?”
“I thoroughly enjoy this time. I come home stressed from work, get home, and you alleviate all my stress with your mouth. I just hope this doesn’t become boring to you.”
I was still kind of confused. “Why would this become boring to me? I don’t get it..”
“What I mean is every day I come home and sit on the sofa and you give me a blow job, I just don’t want you getting tired of it.”
We ended the conversation as he got up and went to his office.
Get bored of it? I thought about it a good long time and started thinking… maybe he was getting bored with it. What if I needed to change it up for him. I thought back to what my [redacted] had said and her boundary. Should I give him anal? I don’t enjoy anal much, but maybe he would? Or maybe that’s too big a step. Maybe just change the location. Maybe suck his dick at the front door. That’s super risky though, what if it doesn’t close all the way and someone hears us from outside.
Risk.
Maybe just a little more risk is all he needs to not become bored. Or maybe not risk, maybe just change the location.
I am an over-thinker. And it didn’t occur to me that I was overthinking. I over thought to the point where I lost the plot entirely. This all stemmed from him being afraid that I was becoming bored, not him being bored. But it was too late, I’d convinced myself he was bored. Time to change it up, let’s try changing the location first. See if that changes things for him.
My plan was set, I’d greet him with a blowjob at the front door tomorrow. The rest of the day went as routine as can be, cooked dinner, went to work, came home and slept.
I was dead asleep when I heard something fall outside my room. My eyes opened and looked around while my eyes focused. It was still dark, so I knew it was super early cuz I got home around 3. I heard more noise, so I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. 6am… it’s probably just him making coffee or something. Then I heard something hit the table, and that was enough to make me get up and see what was wrong.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard him from the kitchen. “Damn it!”
I walked over to the kitchen and saw him sitting in our dining area at the table looking incredibly frustrated with his laptop open. He shook his head in obvious frustration when he saw me standing at the entrance.
“Did I wake you, mija?”
“No,” I lied. “I had to go to the bathroom and heard you. What’s going on?” I walked over to and stood next to him, to offer him some sort of comfort. No one should be frustrated this early in the morning.
“Just reports from work. Patient’s charts aren’t where they’re supposed to be and it’s gonna be annoying going through every folder finding them.” I put an arm on his back and rubbed my hand on his shoulder. He leaned against me and sighed. “What a start to the morning.”
“Do you want me to make you some coffee?” I asked, now giving him head scratches.
“Mmm… I’d love that mija, thank you.” He looked up and smiled at me. He sat up straight and as I took a step to start walking to the kitchen he spanked me. I LOVE IT!! Don’t know why, but I do…
I walked to the kitchen and made him some coffee, got a pan dulce (sweet bread) for him on a plate, and cut it in to little strips so he can dunk them while he was searching for his files on his lap top.
As I was doing that, I heard him complaining at the table. “I don’t understand how hard it is to not change the damn location of the files when updating them!”
Something clicked… ‘change the location of the files’…. CHANGE THE LOCATION…. This is perfect… He’s stressed out, I’m gonna change the location AND TIME!! This way he won’t be bored!!! Elizabeth, you’re BRILLIANT!!!
I walked over with his coffee and pan dulce, he saw them and immediately smiled. “Thank you mija!”
I smiled back at him and looked at his attire to gauge how feasible it was going to be to do this…. Just shorts and a tee shirt… easy. He took a sip of coffee and sat back, then looked at his laptop again and sighed. I squatted down then got on my hands and knees, he looked over at me.
“Did you drop something?” He asked.
I didn’t answer and crawled under the table. Once I got in front of him under the table, I reached and grabbed the waist of his shorts.
“Are you serious?!”
I paused. “Do you want me to? You seem stressed..”
“Hell yes I want you to! When is a guy going to say no to that?!”
I laughed. “Well then you get to work looking for those files and I’ll get to work on you!”
I pulled the band on his shorts down until his dick popped out. It was hard but was obviously hardening. I took the head of it in my mouth and ran my tongue across it. It got an immediate moan from him.
I slid my mouth down past the head, taking more of his shaft in to my mouth, gliding my warm wet mouth over his stiffening dick. Once it was fully hard, I got to work. I could do my usual bobbing up and down on it because the table was in the way, so I was rocking my body back and forth on my hands and knees, sliding his dick in and out of my mouth.
Because the rhythm was slower than normal, I made sure to use more tongue, slowing my tongue’s undulations side to side, massaging the shaft of his dick slowly and methodically. I involved more my cheeks too, by turning my head, pressing the head of his dick to the inside of my cheek, then rocking my body back and forth, rubbing the head of his dick against the inside of my cheeks.
It felt different. Yes it was still just a blow job, but the scenario, the motions, the time of day, everything else was different. He was leaned back in the chair, enjoying every ounce of pleasure I was giving him. Then I surprised him by shoving my head forward, my tongue out, trying like hell to get his dick in to my throat.
I fought gagging, my body lurching, trying to get the intruder out of my mouth, the back of my mouth clamping shut, pushing on the head of his dick. His body flexed as he felt the pressure on him and he gave a deep moan. I couldn’t fight it anymore, my eyes were watering, I pulled back and gagged. I caught my breath then took his dick back in to my mouth.
I grabbed on to his shaft with one hand, then went back to suckling on the head of his dick and gliding down, using my hand to stroke all the parts of his dick that my mouth just can’t reach. I rotated my hand that was gripped on him as it stroked as my mouth stopped sliding up and down and just sat locked on the head of his dick, my tongue dancing in little circles on his most sensitive area. I suckled on it like it was a pacifier, making sure to stick my cheeks to it by sucking all the air out of my mouth possible.
Between the warmth of my mouth and tongue and the long strokes of my hand on his dick, it was only a matter of time. After a bit of that, his leg muscles tensed and straightened his legs out under the table. “I’m cumming mija!” And I felt his dick release its proverbial flood gates and 4 strong jets of cum flew in to my mouth. Pop…pop…pop…pop… his dick flexed a couple more times before his body started relaxing. My hand stroked his dick a few more times until I was sure he was done cumming, and I let go and slid my mouth off his dick.
I crawled out from under the table and sat up, his cum still in my mouth.
He was out of breath as he looked at me. “Wow… what a way to wake up. Did you swallow it already?”
I shook my head no, my mouth still sealed, then I smiled at him and swallowed. “I waited till you could see me do it.”
He laughed, “well.. thank you for waiting for me to be able to see it, I can’t stress how much I love watching you swallow my cum, and thank you for relieving my stress this morning. It’s gonna make looking for these damn files more bearable.”
I got up and told him I was gonna go back to sleep, I said ok and I walked back to my room feeling very VERY proud of myself…. Getting boring my ass…