Diary of a Kinky Librarian

This afternoon MasterDoc and I were cuddling when he said that he was feeling like having sex, but he was also feeling lazy. He said he felt bad because I was overdue for some good foreplay but he was just too tired. (I know all you non-Dom types are like, “What? He can slack off on foreplay?” Yup, one of the perks of being a Dom. Not that I’m complaining, as he certainly keeps me happy.) His cock was hard, but he was sleepy. He joked that I could do all the work. I was bummed because I was in the mood for more sex, but I was feeling kinda lazy as well. I played with his cock and it was very enticing. I finally decided that I should grab the little red vibrator laying on the bed and get myself warmed up. I used one hand to stroke his cock and one hand to rub the vibrator against my clit. I was a little bummed to be doing all the work, but I was also a woman who wanted to get laid. I got really worked up with the vibe and I could have made myself come if I had permission. I decided that I was going to follow through on my plans to fuck him, however. I got up, got a condom, put it on, used a little lube on myself and got on top.

I rode him for all I was worth. I could feel him press his hips up towards me. I rocked back and forth, taking his cock inside me, getting it in deep. I grunted and moaned, heading more and more towards orgasm. I rode him for a while and I asked for permission to come. He teased me for just a moment before granting permission. I had such an amazing orgasm. Being on top helped keep his cock in me (for a while). I fell forward onto him, spasming. I could barely keep riding him as I came. The combination of him telling me to come and me fucking him combined to push me over the edge.

I was breathless and thirsty afterwards. I was a happy girl. We continued to cuddle in bed for a while and he said that he’d like to fuck some more. Yipee! This time, I was feeling lazy so he told me to get my ass up on a pillow and lie on the bed. He got on top and fucked me slowly. I clutched onto his upper arms and closed my eyes. Without a lot of fast thrusting I wasn’t going to be able to come, but still it felt amazing to have him slide his cock so slowly into me and then out of me. He’d quicken the pace for a moment and I’d be breathing hard in his ear. Just before he stopped, he licked up the side of my neck. *shivvers* I’m often so orgasm-centric but I really enjoyed just being fucked.

As we talked and cuddled afterward, he mentioned again the idea of how he’ll introduce me to piss play - when I’m a good girl he’ll use it as “reward.” Yeah. The first time he mentioned it I told him he should be careful, it might backfire and cause me to never want to behave well. But today I had to admit that while I’m not crazy about the idea, and it’s not my idea of reward, I sometimes think I won’t be all that freaked by it. Now, when he mentions me drinking piss, yeah I think I’ll be freaked out by it. But it does come down to me wanting to please him. Still, some ideas are hard to get your head around.