Overstimulated

God, what a day. I’m so glad to finally get home and…

…get out of these shoes. Why does my boss insist we all wear heels?

I don’t think a customer’s going to decide not to buy something just because I’m four inches shorter in ballet flats.

But it’s the weekend. I can finally relax.

I take my coat off and hang it up, letting my hair loose from the ponytail I’ve had up all day. My toes flex and curl on the soft carpet, letting the hurts-so-good relief run through the soles of my feet.

Hold on…

Are those… rose petals?

“Babe?”

There’s no response, and I notice the path of petals veers off from the kitchen into the living room. The petals are cool beneath my feet as I make my way into the living room.

The log fire’s going, the dimmer switches are wound down so the room’s illuminated in a warm, almost candlelit glow.

And you’re in the armchair, pouring two glasses of champagne from the crystal glasses I haven’t seen since our wedding anniversary.

“Hey, princess.”

“Hey…uh…what-what’s all this?”

“Can a man not spoil his wife?”

“Well, I didn’t say that.”

You hand me my glass, clinking yours against it with a smile, and we drink. Mmm, that’s exactly what I need after today.

“I know we’ve both been busy…and you’ve had a really stressful week…”

“That’s putting it politely.”

“And with me pulling overtime with the quarterly report to the board… I… I feel I’ve been neglecting you. And you know I can’t have my princess feeling like I’m neglecting what she needs ”

You take our glasses and set them down on the side table. You lean in a little closer, your touch gentle as you caress my cheek with your fingertips, your touch trailing down along my jaw. Trailing lower… down my neck…

“I didn’t think you were neglecting me. I know you’ve been busy… ”

“Still…”

Your fingers slide down to my shirt button, and you pop it open.

“I miss my girl.”

“I miss you, too.”

You bring me into your arms, and I sink into your warmth as you place a single kiss behind my ear.

Mmm…this feels good. I’ve always been a cuddler after a bad day. And after this week? I need all the cuddles.

“So… I thought I’d… spoil you tonight.”

You pull back from me and lead me further into the living room. Sitting on the coffee table next to the couch are two bottles of water, a bottle of lube… And the silicone dildo you bought me for my birthday last month.

“Spoil me, huh?”

We started experimenting with power exchange last year, mostly for fun. But… we found we really liked it.

Especially you being dominant. Incorporating dominance and submission into our everyday lives was…surprisingly easy. I love how you just want to take care of me and spoil me at every turn.

It’s definitely brought out a side of me I didn’t realise I had. Thriving when you give me the “princess treatment”, where you’re most in your dominant element.

I love the way you wrap your arms around me and bring me into your warm embrace, just like you’re doing now. I feel myself melting against your strong, solid chest as you bury your face in my neck…

…kissing me right at my sweet spot and brushing your lips around the shell of my ear.

“Tonight’s all about you… I want to show my princess… Just how much I missed her. ”

Ohhhh myyy goddd…

You trail kisses behind my ear and down my neck, pulling me flush against you.

“Just how much… I want to take care of you…cherish you…Remind you... Just how loved you are… ”

Familiar warmth spreads through my body, and I nuzzle my cheek into your hair, taking in your sandalwood scent. You feel… you smell… so good.

“I want to see how much you can take tonight. Will you let me do that? Will you let me give you what I know you need? ”

“Yes...”

“Yes, what, princess? What’s the magic word? ”

“Yes, daddy…”

“Mmm, that’s my girl…That’s my good...precious girl… ”

The moment your lips touch mine, I melt against you. You cup my cheek while your free hand slips under my shirt, sliding around the small of my back as you begin to undo every button

“Take these off, I want to watch you.”

I step back, my eyes never leaving yours as I slip my shirt off my shoulders, exposing my bra. Then my skirt, unbuttoning the back and sliding down the zipper.

With every layer that comes off, the look in your eyes grows more lustful. I don’t go too fast, savouring the way you look at me until I finally slide my underwear down my legs and kick them to the side.

I’m bare and exposed in front of you, while you’re still clothed, and I relish the way your eyes wander up and down my naked body. You clench your fists, then flex your fingers out, like you’re holding back.

Holding back from taking those two steps to close the space between us and ravage me.

God, I want that. I want that so badly.

But not yet. You want to play. I want to play.

You’re a man who understands the importance of taking his time with his wife. Warming me up and teasing me until I’m a desperate mess, begging you for release.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you…”

“I’ve missed you too…”

I lean in a little closer, reaching down to unbuckle your belt.

“You remember the rules…”

“Oh, come on, it hasn’t been that long.”

I slide my fingers under your t-shirt, and you help me slip it off. Trailing my lips down your chest and stomach as I unzip your pants, letting them fall to your ankles.

You’re already semi-hard when I dip an exploring hand into the waistband of your boxers, sliding them down your strong thighs.

As I start to get on my knees, you stop me.

“Not tonight, princess.”

“I want to make you feel good too…”

“I know, and you already do. But tonight’s all about you, remember?”

I wrap my arms around your neck, loving how your hands roam over my bare body, up my spine and down to my ass…Giving it a squeeze…

Your cock presses against my lower belly, my breasts pressing up against your chest. Warm tingles ripple through my body as you nuzzle your face into the crook of my neck, and I sink more into your arms.

I love it when we’re like this. Reconnecting.

“Come on, princess. Let’s go and get settled, hm? ”

You take my hand and lead us to the couch. You sit up on your knees and pull me into you, capturing my lips in a searing kiss.

“Come here…”

Your hands roam over my body, and I surrender into every caress, every touch. Down my hips, over my breasts…

Giving into every kiss…over my throat…down my neck… As you brush your thumbs over my nipples and take one into your mouth.

I run my fingers over the expanse of your back as I arch into you, trying to press my breast more into your mouth.

My clit pulses between my thighs, and I rock my hips against yours. Feeling your cock press hard against me as your fingers slip between my legs.

“Ohh, you’re aching for me…”

Ohh my goddd… You slide two fingers between my lips, slowly massaging up and down… Then circling my clit, massaging in slow, deliberate circles.

So gently…slowly…

“Is that it, right there? Does my princess need daddy to make her feel good? ”

“Yes…please…”

My thighs tighten, and I dig my fingers into your shoulders, feeling the tension release from my body. You tighten your arm around me as your breath tickles down my neck.

Mmmm, god, this feels amazing. You always know exactly what I need…

Every email, every meeting, every event in my schedule is just fading away. The racing thoughts in my mind are slowing, fading away…

“There you go, just let your mind go quiet…Daddy’s going to make you feel so good…”

“Here’s what’s going to happen…I’m going to lie down…and you’re going to sit on my face. Is that what you want, princess? ”

“Yes…please…”

“Please, what?”

“Please, daddy…”

You lie down and I straddle your face, positioning myself so my pussy’s hovering just above your lips. God, I need your mouth on me. So badly…

“Fuck… I missed you so much… ”

You gently trail your hands up the backs of my thighs, up my hips and…

…guide me down to your lips.

“Princess… You taste so good…”

Ffffuuucckk…yes… You slowly run your tongue over my clit, lapping with the flat of your tongue. You clamp your hands around the tops of my thighs, burying your face in my pussy.

I lower myself down onto your stomach, taking your cock and stroking the shaft.

“I want to make you feel good… Please…”

“Don’t worry about me, princess…Tonight is about you, remember? But if you want to, I won’t say no… ”

Fuck, I can barely think…you’re so good with your tongue. Circling my clit, sliding through my lips, moving faster… like a man starving… I want…I need to feel it…how much you want me…

My clit throbs as I grind my hips harder against your face.

I know you want to spoil me tonight…and I love you for it. But your hard cock just resting against your lower stomach? Right next to me?

God, you look just too good to resist.

I drag my thumb over the tip, reaching just a little more…and I flick my tongue over the head…mimicking your pace.

Your pace falters as I wrap my lips around the head of your cock, taking you a little deeper as I work your shaft with my hand.

“Oh my god…just like that…”

Your fingers press harder into my thighs, pulling me down harder onto your face. Fuck, you’re ravenous for me…making each movement so deliberate that I feel every stroke, every circle of your tongue.

You hone in on my clit, moving your tongue gently…Ohh…you always know what I like…how I need it…

That I don’t like to be rushed to my orgasms…and that you love savouring every moment just getting to pamper me…

I take you deeper, pulling back to the tip before sinking back down. Back and forth…running my tongue from your base to the tip

Tasting you…While you part my lips, and slide the tip of your tongue right around my entrance.

“Ohh my god…”

“Aww, is someone getting needy? Desperate to be filled up? ”

I grip the side of the couch, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip.

“I want…ahh fuck, I…”

“Aww, I know, sweetheart…I know it feels good…Just let daddy give you what you need…Let daddy spoil you… ”

I try so hard to keep focused on you, on pleasing you… I flex my palms against your thighs… rocking harder against your lips.

Honey-sweet pleasure pulses between my legs, and my body takes over. It…it feels too good…I can’t…I can’t think…

“That’s it, princess. Don’t worry about me… Let it feel good… ”

“Ohh…oh god, I’m so close, please…”

“Just keep going, I’ve got you…”

“Ohh – oh god…I’m going to cum!”

“Cum for me, princess. Don’t hold back…just let it happen… ”

You don’t stop. You keep going at the same aching pace. Fuck, I’m so sensitive…

I squeeze my thighs around your face, my pussy clenching hard. Fuck, I’m shaking…my thighs are shaking.

I can barely hold myself up as I convulse on top of you, each aftershock sending shudders deep through my body.

It’s too much…but I don’t want you to stop. I press my palm hard into your thigh as I grip the couch so hard I feel I’m going to tear a chunk out of the futon.

“Ohhh…oh god…”

I squirm and tremble under your tongue… You’re barely even grazing my clit and I’m fucking convulsing.

You grip my thighs harder, pulling me back down onto your lips.

“Oh, no you don’t. I’m not done with you. ”

“Ohh…”

“Okay, okay, fuck…I’m so sensitive… ”

You pull back, just enough so I can lift myself off you, and you guide me down onto my back.

I wind my fingers into your hair, holding onto you as you begin playing with my pussy again deliberately avoiding my oversensitive clit.

I rock my hips up, trying to guide your fingers back inside me. But every time I try…you slide them away, teasing me with that cocky-ass grin.

“Ohh come on, don’t tease me…”

You tease two fingers right at my entrance.

“So greedy…”

“Please...”

“Come on, princess. That’s it…give me another one.”

You curl your fingers up against my g-spot, massaging fast and firm… Fuck, you’re determined to make me cum again…and I fucking love it.

I tremble underneath you as you take my nipple into your mouth…sucking it between your teeth and biting down. Not too hard…but enough…so I flex my hips up into your palm.

I bury my face in your shoulder, gripping your arms as your palm slaps against my clit. Fuck, I’m so wet…I’m soaked…there’s no way I won’t make a mess.

“Ohhh my godddd….”

“You hear that? Hear just how fucking wet you are? ”

“Babe, I - I might get the couch wet…”

“Aw, it’s okay, princess…Good girls make a mess for daddy. Just focus on how good it feels… ”

You kiss down my collarbone, between my breasts, down my stomach… Working your tongue on my clit once again.

“Ohh…yes, daddy…don’t stop, please…”

I tighten my fingers in your hair, bucking my hips against your tongue, against your fingers.

White hot pleasure courses through me…my thighs wrap tight around your head, willing you harder against me.

I can’t stop…you know just how to take care of me… Please don’t stop…

“Oh god! Oh god…!”

“Come on, baby, that’s it. Cum on daddy’s fingers. That’s it, come on, sweetheart –”

“Awww yeah, that’s it. Come on, cum on my fingers, good fucking girl…”

I…fuck, I can barely see straight. You’ve always been good with your hands…and your tongue.

But…holy shit, that was intense.

I’m met with your smug, triumphant grin, and I can’t help but smile back. You’re always so pleased with yourself when you make me cum.

“Think you’ve got one more in you?”

“Can I have you inside me? Please, I-I’ll be so good for you… ”

“I don’t think you’re ready for my cock yet.”

“Ohh, please!”

“Ah-ah. Daddy didn’t say he wouldn’t fuck you. Be patient. ”

You reach over to the coffee table, grabbing the dildo and the bottle of lube.

“On all fours, princess. Ass up. ”

I obey without a second thought. My pussy clenches, somehow still aching to be filled as I dig my fingers into the arm of the couch. Please…you’re doing it again. Teasing me.

That look you give me when you’re enjoying every second watching me squirm. Making me wait so I’m that extra bit desperate for you.

Where I’ll give and do anything for you to fuck me.

“I want you to give me one more orgasm…then I’ll consider giving you my cock. You think you can do that for me? I know how much you love to please me… ”

“Yes…”

You tease the tip of the dildo through my folds, sliding just over my clit.

“Aww, you’re trembling. Is that too much, sweetheart?”

“No...”

You press it a little firmer, not too much, against my clit. Ohhh fuuuucckk yes…

“Maybe daddy tired you out too much. Maybe he should stop and tell his princess to rest– ”

“No! No, please… I want more. Please, I need it ”

You slip your fingers between my legs, moving the dildo back to my entrance. Pushing ever so slightly, almost sliding inside, but not quite, as you massage my clit again.

So fucking slowly… God, you’re killing me…

“No, you want it, princess. I don’t think you need it just yet…”

“I think you need to beg a little more before daddy fucks his favourite toy…”

“Please, daddy…please I need you to fuck me. I need it so badly…please, I’ll do anything… ”

There it is. Those three words.

He palms my ass, grabbing the cheek and squeezing hard.

“Anything?”

“Anything…please…”

“Then be a good girl and take what daddy gives you…”

“Ohh good girl…”

You ease the dildo inside, making sure I feel…every…inch…

“That’s it, feel it stretch you…Arrgh, that’s a good girl. ”

“Such an obedient little toy for daddy… Letting me fill you up and use you? ”

You pull the dildo back, just to the tip… Pulsing it back and forth, just that first inch inside me…

I clench around the silicone…wanting it to fill me entirely… But not wanting this to stop…it feels…fuck, it feels so good.

“That feels good, princess?”

So good…don’t stop… Please…

“Such a good girl…letting me use you. Say it, princess. Say you like being my little fucktoy. ”

“I love being your toy, daddy… I love…being used… ”

You trail your free hand up my stomach, palming my breast, squeezing it while you… …run your tongue up my spine…

I arch as you kiss my hip, lightly biting the soft, sensitive skin there. The mixture of pain and pleasure jostles through my body, and my toes curl, my fingers splaying out against the couch arm.

“So beautiful… So needy for me… ”

Each deliberate pulse of the dildo teasing me, testing my resilience… God, I want more…I want it deeper…but I love pleasing you more…

You sink the dildo a little deeper inside me, moving faster…until I feel the thick hilt stretching me again…Ohh yeah…

“There you go…fuck yourself on it…that’s it…”

I push myself back onto it, back and forth…back…and forth… Fuck…yes…

“Can you cum again for me, princess? You think you can give me one more before getting your reward? ”

“Yes…please…”

“Yes, what, princess? Impolite submissives don’t get to cum, remember? ”

“Yes, daddy”

“That’s my girl.”

“Ohhh god, I’m gonna cum, please daddy…”

“I know, princess, I know it feels good… Cum for daddy, I know you can do it… ”

“Arrrgghh, fuck yes… That’s it, princess. Cum for daddy. That feels so good, doesn’t it? ”

You carefully ease the dildo out of me, and softly kiss your way up my back. Curling your fingers around my jaw and guiding my lips to yours.

That was…We’ve done stuff like this before, but… I don’t think it has ever been that intense.

You gently take me by the shoulders and lie back on the couch, bringing me with you into your arms.

I snuggle up against your chest as you stroke your fingertips through my hair, showering me with kisses.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?”

“Mm-hmm. Perfect… ”

You reach for the water bottle on the coffee table and bring it to my lips.

“Drink up, princess.You need to hydrate after all that excitement. ”

I take a few liberal gulps while you pull the throw blanket over us from the top of the couch. The cold water refreshes me, helping bring me back to reality.

You set down the bottle and bundle me in your arms. I love our scenes, but the aftercare is my favourite.

You’re so loving and affectionate at the best of times. But after a scene? Peak princess treatment.

Cuddled up in your arms, feeling safe and grounded against your strong chest. I don’t have to think… You’ve got me. Completely.

“There you go… Just rest with me like this, I've got you. You did so well, princess. I’m so proud of you. ”

Yeah?

“Yeah.You were so obedient…taking everything I gave you. Consider yourself well and truly pampered ”

I’m absolutely exhausted, but I still feel the aching pulse between my legs for more. I run my hand over your solid cock, gripping the shaft and giving it a few gentle strokes.

“Can I have more…?”

“Rest now, princess.Just for a little while. ”

You tilt my chin up and brush your lips against mine.

“Then I’ll give my good girl exactly what she needs.”