Kneeling before Him...
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Wednesday, May 26, 2004
I had an email yesterday that questioned how Mac could not be bisexual if He could enjoy watching another man fuck me, and if He could suck that man's semen from inside me. Mac chuckled and said that since the idea of kissing another man repels Him and He feels slimy if a man holds His handshake for too long, He is pretty sure He is not bisexual. Mac and I both look at sexuality in terms of attraction, not sexual acts. I am highly attracted to both men and women. Mac usually hardly even notices men. Even if we are having sex with other men, Mac tends to see them as sex toys, anonymous cocks to use to pleasure us with.
He worked from home yesterday, which was nice. When He is in His study, I am usually just across the hall in my room so when He isn't busy we can talk. We did that off and on all morning. It was almost lunchtime when He told me I should read His comment on the post yesterday. I commented back and went to pounce on Him and beat Him up for saying He should have fucked my sister. He was sitting in His chair grinning. I moved across the room and called Him a bastard, grinning back at Him. He told me that name-calling would get me a smack in the mouth. I opened my mouth to say something else, decided that I shouldn't and put my hands against His chest to push Him. He captured me easily. I struggled. He pulled me to His chest. I struggled some more and I ended up on His lap. He turned me to the position He wanted me in and I struggled again (but not really hard, I didn't want Him to let me go). He had me so my back was against His body, His mouth was beside my ear and my legs were spread open on either side of His. When I stopped struggling against Him He laid back in the chair. He released my hands and let His fingers slide down my body, past my skirt that had somehow hiked up, and into my pussy. I was already wet. We started talking about that email, and about how Mac had told me He could take an ejaculating penis into His mouth and have no issues about it whatsoever, so long as it was during sex with me. I told Him that it would not have surprised me to see Him lick a cock that was still hot with my juices from being inside me. We agreed it was erotic. 'Imagine' He said, and while He whispered to me I did. You are sucking a cock. I am kissing your cheek and touching you between your legs. Another cock is thrusting through my fingers into your pussy. You are gurgling with lust and pleasure. The guy in your mouth starts to swell and his cock gets hot. My tongue is slipping in just at the corner of your mouth alongside his cock. You turn and suddenly it's my lips round it and your tongue licking. He starts to come over us both and some goes in my mouth and some in yours. He withdraws. We kiss slow and decadent and hot, literally hot. Come trickles on our chins and your tits. Our saliva is mixed with it. My cock is on your tummy spurting onto your pussy, my fingers and the cock in you. The guy fucking you is now fucking my come into you. He said this slowly while His fingers lazily explored my pussy. Long slow thrusts inside me, long slow withdrawals up over my clitoris. I came and I came and I came and when He stopped I begged for more. He chuckled in my ear. 'How can making my woman cry and sob with lust be gay?' He said. 'It's just using all the sex around us without shame or inhibition.' He rested His hand against my thigh and went quiet. After a minute or so I asked Him what He was doing. He laughed and said He was sorry but He was reading something from work. I laughed and smacked Him. 'Well,' He said. 'It's not like I can't make you come while I am working. It's called productivity!' I turned my head and licked His lips. He groaned and pushed me to my feet. 'Be gone, woman.' He said. 'I have Man Business to attend to. Go and do something womanly, like fix me some lunch!' He shooed me away. I almost skipped out into the hall. 'SARAH!' He called, and I stuck my head back around the door. 'I am loving you today, babe.' He smiled. I raced across the room and kissed Him full on the lips and was gone almost before He told me to get. And we still had the rest of the day to enjoy. |