Strip Tease Secrets: A Tag Game

My dearest husband and I have found a most intriguing way to deepen our intimacy – masturbation, shared and explored. We’ve recently discovered a playful game called “Masturbation Tag,” designed to heighten our senses and connect on a deeper level. The rules are simple: one of us, the “watcher,” holds a special casino chip, a token of our shared pleasure. The other, the “performer,” follows the watcher’s commands, never knowing when the game might begin.

It had been over a week since I’d held the chip, and last night, I decided to unleash its power. After returning from a delightful evening out, I presented the chip to my husband. With a mischievous glint in my eyes, I instructed him to don only his favorite black boxer-briefs and take a seat in a plush armchair positioned near our bed. To further the anticipation, I forbade him from touching himself. I settled into bed, propped up with a few pillows, ensuring a perfect vantage point to observe his reactions. I wore only a delicate lace thong, its thin material hinting at the pleasures to come. As I began to stimulate my nipples, drawing forth a delicious hardness, I could sense his arousal building steadily.

Through the sheer fabric of his underwear, I could clearly see the ridge of his knob, firm yet not entirely hard. It was a tantalizing sight, a silent invitation. With a playful smile, I directed him to remove his penis and balls from his boxer-briefs through the fly. The sight of his muscular, erect form, framed within the stark black material, was utterly captivating. His vibrant, veiny erection possessed an undeniable majesty, radiating a palpable heat.

I encouraged him to explore his pleasure, to demonstrate his techniques of fondling, stroking, and rubbing. He eagerly complied, letting me guide his hands and observe his every movement. As he approached the brink of climax, I told him to sit on his hands, a playful restraint designed to prolong the anticipation. The sight of his cock throb with every beat of his heart was truly breathtaking, a testament to his arousal.

With a renewed energy, I urged him to resume his explorations. When he signaled that he was nearing completion, I intervened, demanding that he pause. This wasn’t the first time I’d taken control of the game, and I felt emboldened by the intensity of the moment. I allowed him to come close, tantalizingly near, but withheld the final release. Then, I approached him, drawn to the sheer beauty of his erect member. I leaned over and gently licked his cock head, savoring the taste of his warm, seminal fluid. At that point, I knew I wanted to extend this evening into something more profound.

Returning to my comfortable position in bed, I relished the sight of his throbbing cock, pulsating with each beat of his heart. It was a spectacle of pure desire, an image of unparalleled beauty. I instructed him to join me in bed, and as we kissed passionately on the mouth, I guided him lower, my anticipation building with every touch.

I wasn't ready for penetration just yet, but I desperately craved to experience the exquisite sensations he had to offer. He didn’t disappoint. The buildup was masterful, a slow, deliberate dance of pleasure and anticipation. He expertly navigated my body, teasing and tantalizing before finally reaching the point of no return. He took off my panties, granting himself unrestricted access to my sensitive flesh. It wasn't clear if I came twice or once, but the experience was undeniably phenomenal.

Then, as a playful act of dominance, I placed my hands on his head, directing him upward. Gently pulling my legs back, I rested my calves on his shoulders, creating a foundation for his ascent. His mouth approached mine, and we shared a lingering kiss before he began his descent. The gentle pressure of his knob against my entrance was both exquisite and electrifying. We entered into our favorite thrusting pattern, a rhythmic exchange of pleasure and release. One long, deep thrust was followed by ten short, shallow ones, alternating with two more deep thrusts and nine shallow ones. This pattern continued, each deep thrust accompanied by intense clitoral stimulation as his pubic bone rubbed against my mound.

As I neared the brink of climax, I felt the involuntary contractions of my orgasmic bliss taking over. My legs quivered, my stomach muscles tightened, and the world around me blurred into a symphony of sensations. I collapsed onto my husband’s chest, breathless and completely consumed by the experience.

When my breathing returned to normal, he withdrew, and we cuddled in a spooning position on our right sides, basking in the warmth of our shared intimacy. In this intimate embrace, we felt the strengthening of our bond, a testament to the power of shared pleasure and mutual trust.

Of course, in this intimate position, I couldn't help but notice the lingering firmness of his cock against my ass. I bent my left leg upward, bringing it closer to my chest, inviting him to once again fill my entrance. With minimal effort, he slid back into me, the sensation a delicious combination of pleasure and submission. It wasn't as deep as before, but he certainly hit my G-spot with remarkable accuracy. I realized I still had plenty to give, so I prompted him to cum inside. This time, his thrusting began slowly and deliberately, pausing at the end of each stroke before gradually increasing in pace. His noises deepened, his movements became frenzied, and his grip on my ass tightened as he pushed deeper into me. It was an exhilarating experience, a symphony of pleasure and sensation.

After about five or six powerful thrusts, he stopped moving, and I took the opportunity to perform several Kegels, helping to extract the last vestiges of his cum. We collapsed again, still intertwined, both of us profoundly satisfied.

To further enhance the experience, I requested that he cum directly into my mouth. This time, he brought me a generous portion of his seminal fluid, which I eagerly lapped up, savoring its warmth and flavor. We lay there, breathless and content, our bodies intertwined in a tangled mess of pleasure and exhaustion.

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