Steak & BJ After Decades Of Neglect - Sex Stories

Steak & BJ After Decades Of Neglect

... flesh against the other finger buried in the rosebud).

From the way she wiggled and moaned, I think I can tell she had a very intense orgasm. We both fell asleep happily -- a seemingly simple fact, but one that had rarely happened on February 14th.

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Chapter 5 The next morning, coffee, and a silly nursery rhyme.

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The next morning we both woke up very tired. I had had three orgasms and one, but perhaps we could have both increased the count that morning (December 26 also has its traditions).

Violet stroked my hair and sang. If you have never heard a woman sing in the morning after having an orgasm, you cannot understand the joy of it. Universal literature agrees that there is no more beautiful sight for the eyes than to see a woman as she orgasms: but personally, I would like to add, that there is no sweeter sound for the ears than to hear a woman singing in the morning after having had a night of orgasms.

I asked her if I had hurt her or if she had felt humiliated. She giggled and laughingly confessed to me that it had been the most exciting night of her life. She kissed me and got up to make coffee. It was not a gesture of submission but a true need: we both needed a cup to wake up.

Still half-asleep, I was mulling over a new nursery rhyme, suitable for the New Tradition: to replace and if possible eliminate from memory that old and hateful nursery rhyme.

I was still unconscious and may not have composed a masterpiece in the strict sense, but ...

... let us say it was a kind of first draft. In my mind, it was composed in Bookman Old Style font, 14, bold, like in a school book. And some words were in underlined italics, like "beloved" and "cuffed."

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First stanza

March 14th is the day when every beloved guy Will receive so many blowjobs as long as he kindly stops his gorgeous cuffed wife. Eating steak with a fork and knife,

he watches soccer, basketball, or football. While the pussycat feeds from the bowl,

there are no napkins to wipe her chin: traditional rule of March 14th!

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Second stanza

There are no boring theaters or clubs or restaurants Nor annoying shoes, strict ties, or fancy pants. Ties, perhaps, might be near the couch (with her labia open, waiting for your touch) but not of the kind you wore at your work desk: maybe earlier she was wearing a costume for burlesque but now she shows herself almost naked and exposed to you, or the delivery girl near the main door unclosed. The wife will be granted a Safeword to ease (with whatever motivation) of a quick and kind release.

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Third stanza

From seven o'clock p.m. to midnight her heels will be a gift for the sight And she will satisfy his cock with her tongue (no fancy conversation!) all evening long. He has no obligation to reciprocate her, he just has to be relaxed, and cum on the hair.

And if you are (as you are) deep in love, you will make her cum too, after half a night but, first, cuffed both under and above, she cherishes ...