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 After you meet with A and go shopping, I am summoned for service. You order me to remove my clothes, lay me down and resume teasing me. I am submissive, but I indicate how much I want to know what happened with A.  I adore the new bra I bought you and the eyeshadow that matches it.  I see that you have made yourself up to meet A and to dom M--you look especially vibrant and seductive.

You work on my cock, wrapped and unwrapped, resuming your teasing with mouth and tongue. I tell you I am your cock, to do what you want with.  You slap it a lot, stroke it, lick it....making me shake over and over again, and I see you get aroused by that too, and close to orgasm.  I let myself be completely controlled by you. I feel I am a cock for you, nothing more, and yet I feel a whole man, cared for by you and trusting you.

Mutual provocation? Your power, unleashed, makes me stronger.

This is more pleasure than I ever thought possible. You hold me on the edge of cumming. You leave and return to crawl atop me. You tell me you want me to fuck you.  It has been many days.  It is time to switch roles, but I still hold your power. I return it. I give you just what you so richly deserve for all your teasing. You are on your back, holding your legs apart with your hands on the back of your knees. I enter slowly; you are tight. I push into you, fuck you. I hold my cock in you deeply.  I tell you I will not cum, because you deserve to get my cum in your mouth for all your effects with your lips and tongue.  I thrust hard and deep, pull back and plunge in. I pin your wrists with my arms and your body with my hard cock.  I tell you that this is all your fault, that my cock is so huge and stiff, and that you are getting what you have been begging for.

Holding my penis in your pussy, I flick your clit with my fingers. I tell you to cum, and you do--again and again, in huge flowing gushes, pushing against  me but I push back.  I tell you to imagine A licking your clit as I fuck you. You are driven into sub space. You tell me afterwards that you see white, then purples and deep blues, as I continue to fuck you, hold myself in you, as you cum.

You tell me you I have never fucked you so hard before. We are both a little wobbly. Standing up is difficult.

In awhile, after cuddling and talking, we switch again. You model a pair of heels you bought, with buckles. You keep them on as you crawl between my legs after ordering me to put my cock stocking back on. You lick it, stroke it, jerk it into your mouth while locking eyes with me.  While you are sucking and teasing me, I ask you questions about your time with A. You think she flirted with you a little. She asked your age and was incredulous when you told her. You describe her and tell me how much you wanted to kiss her as I thrust up into your mouth.  Provoked for so long, I cum in a wonderful hot explosion  into your mouth as you devour me. You can taste it through the stocking. I take it off and you lick the gobs inside.

I imagined sex might be almost this good, in my wildest dreams. But not this good. Not the passion, the tenderness, the abandon. Not someone who REALLY understands mutual provocation, who is willing to tease me this much.

As I leave you, I am immersed in your physical beauty, the wonder of your body. You ooze sexuality as you walk, touch, hug, smile, kiss.

I am a lucky man.

And today, apart from you, I am still bound up in my devotion to you, proud of the cock you make so hard and pulsing.  I ache for you, yet I am secure in your love.

Even at distances, we hold each other close. So very close.

Our world expands even more.