I've Missed You Babe 2

You gently open the door and lay down your bags. As you climb the stairs
you feel your pussy squish with the juices that have been building up since
you left on that business trip about a month ago. You have denied yourself any
relief as we agreed before you left. You've not had anything inside you in
all that time, not even a finger. You gently open the bedroom door and
wait a moment, watching me sleeping. You make sure I'm sound before slipping in
and closing the door. Ever so quietly you ease back the covers and look
down on me on all my glory. As usual I'm naked, I never did like wearing
clothes in bed. My cock is lying limp across one leg. You smile knowing that
you'll soon have it up and standing to attention in your cunt. Quick as a flash
you undress and lay down beside me. You take me into your mouth and breathe.

This soon sees some reaction from my cock. I stir and turn face down on
the bed. You spread my legs allowing you to grab my still limp cock and pump
it's length with your hand. After very little of this treatment my pole is
stiff and trying to poke a hole through the bed. You turn me over and my
tool slaps into my belly with a resounding thwack. You pull it so that it
stands pointing to the ceiling and let go. The same thing happens again.
Thwack. All this time I'm sleeping like a baby. I'm dreaming of fucking
you when you get back and so I'm ready for anything. I've not had any release
for those same long 27 days. It is a record for me, the longest I've ever
managed before now is six days and I counted every hour of them. I
remember the massive orgasm I had after that spell of abstinence that's what's 
kept me going all this time.

You bend over and blow me for a while, as you sense me approaching the
point of no return you stop. We've worked together during the last couple of
years and developed a trick for increasing my staying power. You tuck my balls
gently, oh so gently, up into my body. This in itself has a delaying
action, but as I approach 'O' time again you stop and grasp my shaft with your
left hand. With your right hand you firmly insert your thumb and forefinger
into my scrotum, moving my balls further up into my body. Once in there you
clasp the base of my rod and hold on till my tool relaxes. There's one drop of
pre-cum on the tip of my dick but you've managed to stop me again.
Ah, now it's my turn you think.

You quickly bring me back to full attention by bringing down my balls and
sucking them both onto your mouth. Satisfied that I'm hard enough for you,
you straddle me facing my feet. This position allows you full access to my
nut sack, because you know you've got more to do there. You're so wet that
you slip down on my meat without a hitch. You start to ride me gently,
trying your best not to wake me. You don't understand how I can still be
asleep after the treatment you've been giving me. You were not to know
that I've been out with the guys and I'm drunk. Thankfully I never suffer from
brewers droop. The alcohol just makes my hard-on harder. You're really
getting into your rhythm now and start to moan. Your cunt muscles clench
and unclench to the music in your mind and you sense that I'm about to cum.
Back to your old tricks again and my balls are once more pushed up out of the
way. Your fingers wrap round and into me and grab tight with all your
might.

From this precarious position you still find a free hand to reach up and
finger your clit. You let me go and ride me like there's no tomorrow, stopping 
every so often to exert some control. Eventually you decide it's time for you to 
fly. You start seriously riding my dick you cum in one fabulous rush and feel 
like you're really flying. You collapse on top of me in a heap and fall asleep
with my hard meat still inside you.

Later.
You awake as my limp cock slops out of your cunt. You're still horny as
hell, well who wouldn't be after such a long time without a good fucking.
You stand up and stretch, look down on me sleeping like a baby and think
to yourself "I need some more of that" with that you sit down beside me and
grasp my limp tool again. You start wanking it up and down and soon its
standing proud ready for action. You pump me for a few minutes until I'm
at the point of no return and then a memory strikes you. You let go and my
cock thwacks into my belly once again, leaking a few drops of pre-cum. If I was
awake I'm sure I'd be screaming in agony at the abrupt cessation. You go
through the door and go down the stairs and get one of your bags. You know
exactly what you're going for and are back upstairs in a couple of
minutes.

You open the package and your eyes light up at the memory of the shop you
bought them in.

You'd never been in a sex shop before and were surprised by the array of
different devices available. You remember wandering around in a daze and
just wondering about the feel of some of these tools in your cunt made you
cum in your panties. You select a few items and hand your credit card to
the assistant. He smiles knowingly and says, "Did you enjoy that?" you blush
and grab your card and make a dash for the door. As you walk quickly away from
the store you convince yourself that that orgasm didn't break the
agreement we made. There had been no physical stimulus involved. You keep 
repeating this all the way back to the hotel room so that by the time you get 
there you'd convinced yourself that it's true.

Back to the action at hand, you start with some padded cuffs and quickly
have my four limbs stretched to the four corners of the bed.  Next you get
out the two new butt plugs you bought. You go into the bathroom and fill
the reservoirs with warm water. You lift a glass and fill it with ice-cold
water from the faucet. You move back to the bedroom and place the glass on the
nightstand.  Now you're ready for action you set down one of the plugs and
prepare to insert the other one in my ass. At first you can make no
progress because my ring is clenched tight. You start to gently stroke my cock 
and watch my butt to see the reaction. You see a quick releasing and re
clenching and know that you're going to have to be quick. The next time my
ring slackens you slam the tip into me. It only goes in about an inch but
that's enough. You keep up a steady pressure with one hand while gently
stroking me with the other. With each shudder the plug goes in further and
further until my arse sucks it in. You stop wanking me and switch on the
vibrator. You turn it up to max speed but can see that it's too much. My
ass is about a foot off the bed as I arch my back in ecstasy. You slow things
right down and watch me subside. Now you start working your own arse. You
have the same trouble with the tight fit but order yourself to relax and
gently sit down on it. You turn on the vibrator in your own plug and
immediately come all over the sheets. After a few moments to compose
yourself you climb on top of me and guide my meat into your sopping hole.

You grab the speed controls of both devices and start to have some fun. Up
and down both together one fast, one slow, you come another four times
before you think about me. You reach across to the nightstand and lift the
glass of water. Gently you rub the condensation across your nipples. They
are already erect from your night's action but the cold makes them stand
out like coat hooks. You rise up off my cock and look down at the squishy mess
that's run down between my ass cheeks. You suddenly pour half the glass of
water onto my throbbing rod. The other half you throw into my face. This
has the expected result of waking me up abruptly. When I splutter into
consciousness I look around me at my predicament and smile. "I've missed
you babe" is all I manage to say. My tool has recovered from the shock and you
quickly settle yourself down on it. You twiddle the speed control and I
scream in the agonising pleasure if it. At that point you squeeze the bulb
and send an explosion of warm water into my Hershey highway. This sends me
over the edge big style. I spurt seven days worth of cum into your waiting
pussy. I see the bulb of your own butt plug lying just beside my arse.
I've just enough freedom and energy left to arch my back off the bed and land
my cheek on the bulb squeezing it and filling your butt with the same rush my
own just received. You smile and say "I've missed you too babe" you reach
down and switch off both plugs then lay down on top of me and we both fall
instantly asleep.

OK, OK. The observant ones amongst you may have noticed a flaw in my
thought processes. "I spurt seven days worth of cum into your waiting pussy" how
can this be when you've told us that you'd been without for twenty-seven days.
How many guys out there can honestly say that they've gone for any more
than a week without whacking off? I did manage the seven days and it was hell.
But you've got to allow me some artistic licence.  If you've any comments
about this story, perhaps you've beaten my own seven day record then drop
me a line at shyguy70@hotmail.com marking the subject. YOUR RECORD!!!