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Sam and I had only been separated for 4 or 5 months before we ended up reconnecting. Though I had been far from abstinent during our hiatus, the connection formed exploring new kinks with a partner was an unfair standard to set. There’s a sort of symbiotic relationship when discovering kinks together. One’s passion feeds inspiration to the other, and vise versa creating a feedback loop of horny degeneracy.
This degenerate behavior only accentuated from the starved urges of the months prior. It was to no surprise then, that during our rekindling while Sam had discovered the reaction my twitching cock gave to her retellings of her single affairs, the dynamic of our play hastily shifted. She had upheld the same standards during her time being single that she had maintained for herself before we were together. No sex unless it was someone who she was in a relationship with. But the mention of the hand jobs, the blow job, and even the revealing of her exposed body to others hungry eyes and pulsing cocks caused an undeniable excitement for my own cock. My cock, although currently discovering new limitations of hardness, was now revealed to be inferior to the cock that most recently felt the slick warmth of Sam’s mouth.
This was a new experience to me. Up until now my manhood was an unquestioned point of pride. Knowing now that Sam had been so intimate with a member larger than my own shattered that illusion of pride. She had felt his greater heft, his girth undoubtedly forced a loosened grip from her hand, his length I’m sure must have sparked new curiosities within her sexually devious mind. I imagined her lust filled eyes, her sharpened breath, the blood within her exposed body reorganizing within, anticipating to enhance her sexual desire. The skimpy thong underwear her mind would not allow herself to remove, being lubricated by her body that so desperately wanted them removed.
Sam first recounted her experience giving a blow job to another man while giving me a hand job. The excitement unlocked during that moment was extrapolated when we had sex. Both of us unashamed to bring dirty talk into the bedroom, her experiences became a common talking point. We were back to our old ways. Fucking like rabbits. This new discovery of kink created a wave of sexual energy, pushing the boundaries of what we explored. We had always been fluid with dominant and submissive undertones, and now this dynamic pushed them to the forefront. Typically Sam was more than happy to be submissive to my large cock, but her recent experience gave her back power. I became her submissive more and more frequently.
Our relationship went on, both more than happy to continue down the path we were headed. We had introduced toys early on in our relationship. The dildo Sam had serving as a functional piece to let her experience double penetration. But now it served as a fantasy piece. She would play with it to illicit a reaction from me. Asking “Do you like watching?”
“Do you want to watch me suck it?”
“Do you want to watch me… fuck it?”
Of course the answer was a predetermined known, but she would force me to answer.
“Tell me you want to watch me fuck this big cock”
And I would. I would tell her to fuck that big cock and I would watch. And I would stroke. And she would watch me melt to her will. At first during our play the lustful tension between us was simply too tempting. She would tease to excite but would end up surrendering her body to my thrusts. As we continued to play she would no longer give in. She would force me to finish myself off while I watched her. Watching me twitch, shake and bust to her seductive teases, she loved the control she could take. The power dynamic now firmly and consistently owned by her. She would continue her power grabs by making me watch without the ability to stroke. Again, temptation would quickly win out and I would end up gripping my cock to the sight of her pleasuring herself to the larger faux cock.
With all that we had explored, Sam and I were quite familiar with introducing toys and new kinks. Usually we would shop together, and be open with the new that we wanted to introduce or to try. With her new found dominance, she decided against consulting me on her next purchase. During our next play session, as had become a custom, Sam would have us both stripped of our clothes, her beginning to lube up her cock, unallowing me to tend my own. “Don’t you dare touch it”.
“Is watching me fuck this cock too much for you?”
“Are you just too desperate to stroke your cock?”
Of course I would happily play along. Answering my muse’s every question. I’d struggle happily while being teased, eventually circuming to urges and stroking my smaller cock to her taking her larger cock. When I had felt thoroughly teased, and compelled to no longer comply with her orders. Like time and time before, I started to stroke my cock.
“Uh oh! You shouldn’t have done that. You just can’t help yourself but to cum watching me get fucked by this big cock huh? ”
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“Now you’re going to have to wear this.”