BDSM: New Tricks

You would think that after 15 years with the same partner, through thousands of sessions, you probably shouldn’t expect too many surprises in the bedroom. Last night’s session however, showed me the folly of that sort of thinking…

It was just another random Friday night. Neither of us were feeling particularly up for a session, but we’ve learned through experience that even a sub-par attempt at intimacy is far better for our relationship than even the most justified night of abstinence. Mommy had an upset stomach, where I was somewhat fatigued, so I pounded-back an energy drink and set-out to business…

We started with a customary nursing session, which I admittedly threw myself into with gusto. By the time I had finished draining her left-breast, my cock was standing at attention, throbbing as it strained to burst right through my shorts uncomfortably. I gave her now-empty breast a few well-timed slaps, as I can never be too sweet or tender in- session or Mommy loses interest. I reached for a handful of lube as Mommy rolled on her back to offer me her right breast…

As I secured my latch onto her breast my hand, slick with coconut-oil, reached for her clit. Upon finding my mark, i couldn’t help but notice how totally unnecessary extra lubrication was and I remarked about it plainly. Whatever her mood might have been going in to the session, it was an undeniable fact that she was ready to go now. A mere thirty seconds into stoking her clit and Mommy began to buck wildly in orgasm and squealed out a ‘gentle’ I could only manage a ‘really?’ in response; Mommy is not usually that easy to get off so I was skeptical…

Her clit was far too sensitive to keep at so I easily slipped my index finger into the sloppy and oozing confines of her pussy. I found my way to her cervical cornices and started to ever so gently stroke this most sensitive of areas, this elicited a quite favourable response, so I really set to work on a very thorough cervical massage. Mommy was writhing in ecstasy and as her thigh incidentally brushed up against my balls, I too grunted with pleasure. A mischievous spark came alight in her eyes as she repeated the maneuver, this time intentionally. So began a furious battle for the top position in the scene, each of us simultaneously increasing the ferocity with which we manipulated the other’s most sensitive organs…

“I see Mommy has learned a new trick”, I remarked tauntingly in between groans of pain and pleasure, trying with all of my will to stay focused on my task through the ever-increasing descent into the swimming disembodiment of subspace that was starting to envelop me. I worked my way to the opening of her cervix, feigning as if I were going to penetrate it, Mommy gasped and her cervix immediately convulsed, squeezing out a shot of hot, thick mucous directly onto my fingers. Feeling her orgasm in such an intimate way also set me off, her thigh was suddenly wet and sticky as she continued to pummel my testicles. I muttered a quick apology for the jizz all over her leg, and we laughingly  just went back to work…

The rest of that part of the session is sort of a blur, I warned Mommy that she was putting me in subspace, but that only seemed to further activate her inner-sadist. The fire in her eyes was incredibly sexy as we worked each-other into several more orgasms. It was one of those rare sessions when the foreplay is so amazingly satisfying that neither of us were in any hurry to move on from it. Though after more than an hour of such intensity I shifted position to move onto the fucking that we both needed so badly, if only to wrest control of the scene back…

It was not a quick two-pump romp either, but a lengthy and thorough fucking punctuated by an epic clitoral orgasm which had her so twisted in intensity that I was briefly concerned that she was in actual distress. I eventually ordered her onto her knees and attacked her pussy furiously with my cock from behind through a chain of strong vaginal orgasms that seemed to turn her inner muscles inside-out, that action coaxing me into my own extraordinary climax…

As I laid slumped on her, breathing heavily, still buried hilt-deep in her, she was still moaning as if her final vaginal orgasm had somehow still not ended. Suddenly I felt a rapid pulse of vibration that seemed to be coming from the exterior of her vagina, I jumped a bit as confusion and alarm raced through my head. Again, another pulse of spasms hit and I literally exclaimed “What the fuck was that?’, somewhat shaken as the pulses continued again…

After making a few jokes about the situation post-scene, I eventually found myself searching the internet for a medical explanation to satisfy my curiosity. As best as I can determine, the vibrating sensation I felt was an orgasm of the exterior vaginal sphincter, the bulbocavernosus muscle, controlled by the autonomic nervous system. I’ve had some few other experiences with this usually hidden muscle but that is a whole other story. The moral of this story though is that one can never be too old, or too experienced with a partner to pick up the occasional new trick…

 

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