Fond Memories

by Dylan

Ella once read on another sex blog that after sex, a man will use memories of certain things done during that night as masturbation fodder.  She asked me if this was true.  I told her it was.  And on that note, I want to tell you about something I’ve jerked off to many times, something that happened in our most recent sexual encounter, which, as Ella noted, was some of the best sex we’ve had in a long time.

What exactly made that sex so great?  It’s hard to tell.  We didn’t do anything explicitly unusual.  Maybe we were just both really horny.  We definitely were quite energetic and passionate that night, and I do remember cumming harder than I have in some time.  But it wasn’t during the penetration that I received my fondest memory.  It was during foreplay.

My baby noted in her last post that she loves to suck cock.  I have no problem indulging this passion of hers, and I often find myself pushing her head down during foreplay.  She’s more than happy to oblige.  Some time ago, while I had her on her knees, blindfolded with her wrists and ankles cuffed behind her, I stood in front of her, positioning my dick right at her warm lips.  No hesitation on her part; after all, she’d been begging to suck me ever since I had untied her from the bed.  So she devoured me hungrily, and my knees weakened as I felt her warm, moist mouth engulf me and listened to the soft moans she let out.  In the spirit of the game we were playing, where I was using her, I decided to try something.  “Don’t move your head,” I said.  And she kept still as I did the work, shifting my hips back and forth and fucking her mouth like a cunt.

This has become a favorite of ours.  For me, I love the feeling of power it gives, as well as the fact that it’s like being on top during sex – you control the pace as you fuck your girl – but with a different feeling than a pussy.  For her, or so she tells me, it enables her to actually see sex as it happens.  And for this reason, we’ve done it many times, in many positions, each one with its own distinct feeling.  One of the best I can remember was tying her hands above her head and having her lie on her side, while I lay on my side and fucked her mouth.  The view from the top was quite lovely.

I tell this history to describe the moment I referred to early on in this entry.  The moment of foreplay in our most recent night of lovemaking that has been a masturbatory memory for better than a week.  Shortly after I came up for air when I finished eating her cunt, I rolled onto my side and pushed Ella’s head downward, implying I wanted my favor returned.  Far be it from her to refuse, so I rolled further over onto my back while she lay on her side and faced away from me.  I wasn’t sure who it was that initiated it, but after a while, she rested her head on my stomach.  Somewhere, one of us had given the other a clue that one of our favorite moments was about to happen, in a position we hadn’t tried before.  You know how when you’re excessively horny, your hips can sometimes buck themselves almost against your will?  That was the motion I made.  I lifted my hips repeatedly into the air, moving my cock in and out of Ella’s eager, open mouth.  My head was hanging off the bed, and for a moment, I tried to keep it up to watch the action, but gave up and allowed it to hang.  Letting loose like that while I fucked the mouth that rested on me was phenomenal.  I can’t describe why, exactly.  Perhaps it was the looseness and effortlessness of it, but it was intense.  And as always, my girl softly sighed and moaned as I fucked her from below.

It was hardly the climax of the evening, but it was something I can’t get out of my mind.  Nor do I want to.

Soon after I finish this piece, I’ll be packing up as I’m headed down to Philadelphia tomorrow afternoon.  I’ve already asked her how she’d feel about me tying her up again.  While I haven’t gotten an answer, I still intend to pursue my plans … and if she objects, put her mouth to better use.

~ by Dylan on January 17, 2009.