Author: uillith

hornypornyandcorny:

onedeadpoet:

One More

It took some time, but I knew it would. That being to condition you in a specific way. Each time we met you would spread your legs wide and I’d rub you in just the way we both discovered you responded best: one finger down over your clit and to your ass and two fingers sliding back up over the sides. Unrelenting pleasure sending waves of euphoria through your body. However as soon as you reached the pinnacle, about to cum your brains out, I would stop and whisper “One more.”

That’s it. Just those two words. After your clit slowed down its twitching I’d resume again. Soon, you’d reach the edge again, and then…

“One more.”

Over and over. Hour after hour. Until I said, “Enough.” At which time you’d dress, we would embrace and you’d leave.

Each day you’d leave, a beautifully wet and denied mess. The next you’d return almost in the same state. We would kiss passionately before you resumed the position and we’d continue where we left off.

“One more.”

“One more.”

“Enough.”

Weeks went by. Your cries getting more frustrated earlier, but each time I’d stop just short of giving you what your body obviously craved.

“Please,” you said after a month. “I can’t focus at work anymore. I only can think about this. About cumming.”

“I know,” is all I’d say as we resumed. You spread your legs wider for me that day.

One week later almost to the day I got what I wanted. When you got close instead of cute moans (well you did those, too) you repeated those two magic words with me.

“One more.”

I didn’t acknowledge it. We just continued together. That was the next phase. Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing…edge…

“One more.”

“One more.”

“One more.”

After that when you returned each day and assumed your position, already so soaked, I took your hand and put it on your pussy. It had been so long since you were able to touch yourself. Your mind was already foggy, having been conditioned to be this way for so long. I put my hand on top of yours and began to guide you.

Soon I leaned down and whispered in your ear,

“One more.”

I was happy to see (and hear) the response I was hoping for. You were already on edge and needing to pause.

You did.

Then, with my hand still on top of yours, you began rubbing again. A second later you mouthed quietly,

“One more.”

Again, your hand stopped. I watched your pussy clench and release, enough to shoot those powerful pleasure waves through you but not enough to send you over.

Then you continued. I removed my hand. You continued.

“One more,” you said again, pausing.

I let you continue like this for awhile before saying,

“Enough.”

Two more weeks went by this way. You’d return, strip, lay down, spread your legs and as soon as I said, One more" you would rub yourself, each time seemingly more desperately than before. I’m not sure if it registered it was your hand, not that it mattered to you. All that mattered was getting to the edge. As frequently as possible. Each time you said the words, you’d be there.

The next week I called to confirm our appointment. You said of course you’d be there. It’s all you could think about. To which I replied,

“Good girl.”

Then, simply,

“One more.”

I heard your cell phone drop then, faintly, your familiar moans of pleasure and, even fainter, “One more.”

I listened quietly for 20 minutes before it dawned on me that, depending on where the phone landed, you might not be able to hear the command to stop.

I grinned and hung up. In an hour I’d drive over to check on you. For now I savored the image of you in your bedroom rubbing…on a continuous edge loop using your own voice.

Please dear god someone condition me like this. Oh my good god 😍😍🤤🤤

I seem to have trouble guiding my dom in how to touch me in way that feels good during sex? Is there something that im missing, how can I better communicate my wants or needs?

submissive-seeking:

instructor144:

By sitting down  outside the framework of a scene and having a serious meta talk about the mechanics of arousing you.

If you wanted to teach him how to cook or paint would you just describe how to?

I’m guessing not.

Turn on all the lights and show him how.

In medicine we have a saying:

See one. Do one. Teach one.

First demonstrate and talk him through it so he can see it.

Next physically guide him and talk him through doing it to you.

Last have him do it while describing what he’s doing.

Active learning.

Sex ain’t magically wired into us. ACTIVE LEARNING IS REQUIRED.

And unless he’s psychic, you’re gonna have to ACTIVELY TEACH HIM.

After he learns, then worry about the D/s and BDSM of it all.

Think of it as Meta Sex, kinda like a meta talk. Sex that happens outside the dynamic.

theruleset:

Starting a scene can often be the most difficult part. The transition from chatty date night to intense BDSM experience seems like a wide chasm to jump! To overcome this, use a “Curtain.”

Ask your partner if they need to use the restroom, or a glass of water. Send them off to it (or go yourself,) while explaining that “when you come back, we’re going to begin.” Let that moment apart be the curtain that allows you to put on your mean face, and them their frightened rabbit act (or however it is they bottom.) That brief breathing space is like the space between tracks on an album. Embrace it.

Good luck, have fun.