His phone apparently died last night, well early Saturday morning. Hadn't heard from him Saturday figured life, his life interrupted. Threw him a text in the middle of dom researching to just make sure he was okay. Texted immediately he was okay but yes his life was acting up, he asked if I can talk tonight. Yes, I respond give me 30 minutes. Needed to do dishes.
Grab my laptop, speaker, phone, earbud mic and couple of beers head to the she shed. Excited to either talk to him or getting to write. Last night I sent him an excerpt of the first post of his section to read. Like a hot section. I can double check now but I will later before posting. I'm buzzing with energy to write I have, I am experiencing so many emotions or just a few emotions just very strongly right now and I just want and need to write. He read it and said it was really good and I should be actually writing. I said I'd give him more to read as I really don't want him here in this space reading stuff; as I want this to transpire organically. I don't want to write as if he's reading any of this. So we talked again tonight. I was worked up from researching D/s lifestyle. I had started to write as if Dv was going to dom me. But just on a whim I asked him, Mr. Pickle if he was interested. He's so agreeable. He said, "Yes of course. No idea how, but I will." And with that I started shaking. So many thoughts. Gawd he'd go along with any sexual request I had without fucking question. He'd get happy just knowing if it was something that would make me come he'd do it, he'd basically just ask what to wear; naked or not. I'm busy writing away and texting him that I was ready. He replies he's talking to his mom. I respond with no worries I was getting caught up in my writing and wanted to continue the flow. He calls. I can hardly speak, my smile is interfering with my ability to just say hello. Can't contain my smile. This dopamine feels good. We get lost in normal talk. He then works on a rubix cube. I tell him how in 2 moves repeatedly he can get it to work. He's talking and I've got System of a Down Toxicity album playing and I'm feeling good. Really good after two beers. Warm and fuzzy but worried because of the alcohol it may take me awhile to have an orgasm. Can't help myself. The sound of his voice. Just saying words. I'm getting heated. His laugh is sexual to me, but it's just his normal laugh. Sigh. I'm thinking it won't happen with him tonight. Maybe tonight I finish myself after we get off the phone? Chop Suey is playing, such good fucking fuck music. I remember he knew this was my favorite song and band and while on the road he brought this back as a gift to me. Memories again, that got me going. My hand slides down my pants. Only this time I don't want panty play. I take my fingers and lick them in case I'm not wet enough. No worries his voice took care of that and I slide my fingers down past my underwear waist band. I'm completely wet. Unassuming circles start. He's still talking about things, about stuff, it doesn't matter. I feel like he has to go soon so I do this now or have to without him. I really want to come with him on the phone. I want him to talk to me while I'm coming. He exclaims how late it is and he has to go but yet he says he doesn't want to. I've been getting close and tell him no please not yet I just need a few more minutes. He laughs, he knows. He starts talking dom stuff. He could tell me what to do. I'm listening to the music and his voice swirling together wishing he was here with me. Pulling my pants off. Sliding my panties down. Looking at me, eyes locked with intent to pull me to him and get inside of me. We spoke earlier that we each would come with medical paper work. Since I can't get pregnant he would not have to use condoms. The thought of him coming inside of me was bringing me to the brink. So close and I hear him struggling with something. I'm asking him what's going on and he's telling him he hadn't planned on coming but he's now getting there he needs to come. Hearing my heavy breathing and me sucking on my fingers has him now wanting to come with me. I thought I had too much to drink that the two beers would stop me but hearing him getting worked up made me wetter. And with that I started, my wave. Coming. I slowed my circles and pulled back some pressure to keep the orgasm going until he came. I just kept going. Climbing. Riding. Writhing. I can hear him building up as I held on to my wave. His breathing quickens and then he reached his peak. As a good sub would, I moaned if I could finish cuming, he said yes. (Dom work there and he didn't realize it) With that my stomach muscles started to relax and my shaking thighs started to slow down also starting to relax. Catching heavy breaths, he said he needed this. I laughed said me to every week. Feels good to have a weekly release. With someone else. Breaths caught, and conversation turned to about meeting up. What would work. I told him I wanted him all to myself all weekend. If we met in our hometown could he hide for the weekend or would be easier for him to fly where I live and stay with me for a weekend at a hotel. Spring break or summer and he's got an upcoming surgery. He wants to see me just as bad. Silence. No one wants to get off the phone. He breaks the quiet wanting to know if I can talk to him tomorrow. Yes I can. And with that we hung up. I'm lying on my stomach, my shirt is partly off, lights and heat is off in my studio/she shed and I'm lying here. The music reached it's end as we got off the phone. Complete silence. Just me partially nude and my thoughts. Exposed thoughts. I wanted to tell him I love him as we got off the phone; unsure if it was just from an old habit or because I did. I really have missed him so much. With that tears fall. My after coming cry that he can get from me starts. He would hold me. Twenty years later and he's still managed to make me have a good cry and he's not even here with me. Instead, we are hundreds of miles apart. until the flip~ don't fucking waiting 20 years to flip anything
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