Whitman and I sort of had an “appointment” for sex after work today. Okay, not “sort of had,” we DID have an appointment. Which is good, because I was worried we weren’t having ‘enough’ sex these days. (Whatever THAT is. Whatever it is, it’s totally my fault, by the way.)
We showered and hopped naked and playfully into the bed. I suggested that we just hang out naked, but then I remembered how beautiful his cock had looked in the shower. I started sucking his cock, just casually, mostly for my own entertainment, and then paused, knelt up, and looked at him, just appreciating and taking in the sexy-man-ness. He was hard. He was horny. His cock was gorgeous. I felt overwhelmed by love and sex. I smiled.
Whitman grabbed the little bottle of silicone lube that was nearby, and began to stroke his cock. It was soooooo sexy, I just wanted to watch. I watched; he stroked. I stood up on my knees, and he put the fingers of his other hand in my pussy. He was so turned on. I was so turned on. It was making me crazy-horny. I touched my clit.
The thought occurred to me then: “Is this sex?” Well, of COURSE it was. We were naked, we were enjoying each other; that’s sex, right?? Is mutual masturbation sex? Is masturbating each other (wait, that’s called “manual sex,” right?) sex? I think it is. I think I like it.
It is, and it’s so hot. Like everything with you my love. Time for Round Two. ;)