Pleasant Start (continued)
So Saturday night finally gets here. I've been horny all day. I wore one of my cockrings most of the day, stroked my cock about 50 times, and squeezed my balls a few times. Feeling good and ready for sex. I'll take a shower, I always do before sex. I like my partner to be clean and I like to be clean as well.
Into the shower - and almost instant had-on. OK, wash it up, and play with it a bit, edge a few times, close and stop, close and stop, close and stop. Oh, this is going to be a great cum with my wife, if I last that long. I considered finishing the job, keep stoking my cock and let the cum flow down the drain. Nah, I want to have fun with the wife.
I finish the shower and dry off, and let my cock settle down for a bit. And then it happened. Blue Balls. Damn. I hadn't cum in over a week and after being horny and playing with my cock all day, my balls hurt. Bad. Darn near in tears bad. That's happened a few times (a few too many times?) in my lifetime. The bad news is when they hurt that bad, I can't cum. It just won't happen. I know, I've tried. The good news is the next day the pain settles down and I can once again shoot my cum.
I think my wife new I was horny, and she also knew something was wrong. I was sitting on the couch watching TV and she came in and asked what was wrong. I said I had a bad case of Blue Balls. And she said the words I love to hear (when I'm not in pain) - let's go to the bedroom and take care of them. Normally I'd be off the couch in a heartbeat, but not this time. I told her I can't cum when they hurt this bad. I said tomorrow morning they'll be better and I can take care of them then. So she went to bed, and I fell asleep on the couch.
Sunday morning I woke up and my balls were still tender, but I wasn't in near as much pain as last night. My wife isn't into daytime sex, and I didn't want to wait for night time to come, so I decided I would take matters in my own hands and enjoy a nice solo session. My wife knows I do this, she doesn't care. I guess she figures if I'm jacking off at home I'm not out getting it somewhere else. I put on my nice heavy cockring, I love how it feels and tugs on my balls, and it helps me get and stay hard. And usually helps give me a good cum. My wife doesn't like my cockrings, but this morning was about my pleasure.
The wife's still in bed, so I consider going to the bathroom and shooting my load in the toilet. About that time she came out of the bedroom and said she was going to take a shower. hmmm, what to do.... I go and enjoy a quick cup of coffee and I'm heading down the hallway as she walks out of the bathroom. I played with her ass a bit and she basically ignored me. I'm wearing my sweat pants and a T-shirt so I laid down on the bed and watched her and started getting hard. I finally put my hand in my pants and started stroking. She sat down on the bed, fixing her hair while looking in the mirror. I'm sure she could see my hand moving in my pants in the mirror but didn't turn around or make any effort to help.
OK, it's now or never. And I pull my pants down just below my balls. Damn am I hard, and my balls are big, swollen, full of cum and with the cockring's help, tight and sticking out from my body. I continued stroking. I know she was watching me in the mirror. She finally asked if I wanted her to leave. I said you can if you want to, or you can stay and help - or watch. She didn't move, she just kept watching in the mirror. I was getting close, so I pulled my shirt up. That's a good sign she said. I think she knew that meant I was getting close. What, you don't want me to get cum on my shirt? No, I don't.
OK, it's time, here it cums. And what an earth shattering cum it was! Ah, there it is was her response, still looking in the mirror. She picked up my towel and handed it to me to clean up with and walked out. I knew she had been watching, I hope she enjoyed the show. I sure enjoyed performing.
Into the shower - and almost instant had-on. OK, wash it up, and play with it a bit, edge a few times, close and stop, close and stop, close and stop. Oh, this is going to be a great cum with my wife, if I last that long. I considered finishing the job, keep stoking my cock and let the cum flow down the drain. Nah, I want to have fun with the wife.
I finish the shower and dry off, and let my cock settle down for a bit. And then it happened. Blue Balls. Damn. I hadn't cum in over a week and after being horny and playing with my cock all day, my balls hurt. Bad. Darn near in tears bad. That's happened a few times (a few too many times?) in my lifetime. The bad news is when they hurt that bad, I can't cum. It just won't happen. I know, I've tried. The good news is the next day the pain settles down and I can once again shoot my cum.
I think my wife new I was horny, and she also knew something was wrong. I was sitting on the couch watching TV and she came in and asked what was wrong. I said I had a bad case of Blue Balls. And she said the words I love to hear (when I'm not in pain) - let's go to the bedroom and take care of them. Normally I'd be off the couch in a heartbeat, but not this time. I told her I can't cum when they hurt this bad. I said tomorrow morning they'll be better and I can take care of them then. So she went to bed, and I fell asleep on the couch.
Sunday morning I woke up and my balls were still tender, but I wasn't in near as much pain as last night. My wife isn't into daytime sex, and I didn't want to wait for night time to come, so I decided I would take matters in my own hands and enjoy a nice solo session. My wife knows I do this, she doesn't care. I guess she figures if I'm jacking off at home I'm not out getting it somewhere else. I put on my nice heavy cockring, I love how it feels and tugs on my balls, and it helps me get and stay hard. And usually helps give me a good cum. My wife doesn't like my cockrings, but this morning was about my pleasure.
The wife's still in bed, so I consider going to the bathroom and shooting my load in the toilet. About that time she came out of the bedroom and said she was going to take a shower. hmmm, what to do.... I go and enjoy a quick cup of coffee and I'm heading down the hallway as she walks out of the bathroom. I played with her ass a bit and she basically ignored me. I'm wearing my sweat pants and a T-shirt so I laid down on the bed and watched her and started getting hard. I finally put my hand in my pants and started stroking. She sat down on the bed, fixing her hair while looking in the mirror. I'm sure she could see my hand moving in my pants in the mirror but didn't turn around or make any effort to help.
OK, it's now or never. And I pull my pants down just below my balls. Damn am I hard, and my balls are big, swollen, full of cum and with the cockring's help, tight and sticking out from my body. I continued stroking. I know she was watching me in the mirror. She finally asked if I wanted her to leave. I said you can if you want to, or you can stay and help - or watch. She didn't move, she just kept watching in the mirror. I was getting close, so I pulled my shirt up. That's a good sign she said. I think she knew that meant I was getting close. What, you don't want me to get cum on my shirt? No, I don't.
OK, it's time, here it cums. And what an earth shattering cum it was! Ah, there it is was her response, still looking in the mirror. She picked up my towel and handed it to me to clean up with and walked out. I knew she had been watching, I hope she enjoyed the show. I sure enjoyed performing.
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