Chapter 34 - Sarah

Kali sits opposite me in the bar, her face rapped with anticipation.

I sip my drink and begin to recount the story of my second season of Devotional Sex with Will ...
 
 
During our second weekend of Devotional Sex I was more adventurous with touching his desire. I quickly discovered that I could hold him, play with him a little or even quite a lot, and it was OK that this didn't lead on to other things. However, saying that, over the weekend it usually did.

We went to bed on the Friday evening and kissed and cuddled for a bit before I asked Will to go down on me. I can't say that licking me was something he usually rushed, but he took things very slowly and when I orgasmed it was earth shattering, better than any orgasm I'd ever experienced.

Added to that he kept licking me, so before I really knew what was happening a second orgasm was approaching.

I asked him when he was going to stop, to which he replied only when I asked him to.

I let him carry on while I was coming back down to earth and was about to say enough when a third orgasm started quickly approaching. I rode another wave and found the energy to push his head away a little. He got the message and stopped licking me.

He moved up the bed to cuddle me. I was far too spent to cuddle him.

After a couple of minutes he asked me a favor, that I might hold his desire to help him calm down. I reached my hand to rest on his desire and I discovered just how much he had enjoyed pleasure kissing me - he was as hard as I've known him.

This was my introduction to a devotional cuddle and despite my exhaustion I got an idea of his need.
 
 
We woke up on Saturday morning and began the day with a cuddle.

Will had an erection which wasn't anything unusual for first thing in the morning but his whole mood was heightened compared to normal. We kissed and caressed each other and before long I wanted him to shag me.

My husband has always been eager to fulfill that wish and this was no different.

Except it was different. He slid in to me with a slow determination, then held himself still. His thrusting was, well it wasn't really thrusting, that conjures up force and speed, this was measured. He was savoring the whole length as he entered me and as he pulled back out. Our eyes were locked together as we made slow sweet loving.

Every so often he would stop and breathe deeply. I realize now he needed to calm his energy by taking a short break. We kept up our love making for much longer than we normally did but Will could only last for so long.

He asked if we could stop because he would not be able to control himself for much longer and he would end up ejaculating which would end our weekend far too soon. He was really apologetic for having to ask.

Whilst I was not that bothered if he ejaculated, I also knew he wanted to put devotional sex to the test and I had agreed to try it some more.

Will offered to give me an orgasm using his fingers or his tongue, but I chose to have our session finish where it was.

Later in the morning I had to tell him to shut up about being sorry otherwise devotional sex would end immediately.
 
 
In the evening we cuddled on the sofa watching some TV and enjoying a glass of wine.

I had meant what I said, that Will needing to end joy to avoid cuming was OK. However I did fancy that orgasm that never quite hit. I reminded him that he'd offered to lick me this morning and if the offer was still there I wanted to accept it.

I think this was the first time he said to me that 'my wish was his command', a phrase he has used countless times since.

We went up to our room, teenage boys in the house meant there was no choice in the matter, and quickly undressed. I lay down on my back and he lay down next to me. We kissed and he caressed me for a little while before he slid down the bed to lie between my legs.

Once he had licked me to orgasm I had him move up to lie besides me. I wanted to have the energy to focus on him a bit. I was sure he'd found this morning challenging and had struggled with not being able to make me cum.

I asked him to lie on his back next to me.

We kissed some more and I ran my hand down his chest and onto his desire. I brushed my fingers over his desire and balls, checking with him from time to time to make sure that this wasn't too much, or he wasn't losing control.

I found I really enjoyed playing with his desire and balls like this, not pumping him to get to orgasm, but more a caress. I kept this up for ages, his desire clearly enjoying my attention.

It was now near to bedtime and I was getting tired and told Will that.

"How does this end?" I asked, to which he replied "it would be great if you could give me a devotional cuddle. Just hold my desire without moving. That would be a wonderful way for things to end."

He added that often a princess will fall asleep while still giving their knight a devotional cuddle.

I did as he asked and held him for a while. I could feel the power in his erection subside over the next few minutes.

I can't remember but I think I turned over before I fell asleep.
 
 
I woke up on Sunday feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. Will was stirring as well. We said good morning with a kiss.

Will moved closer to cuddle me. He had changed from being asleep to fully alert very quickly. He was energized. And he was very hard.

I enjoyed our cuddle but I was slower in waking up.

Will read the situation well and offered me a massage which I decided would be a nice way to use his energy and allow me more time to wake up. I lay on my front and relaxed as he gave me a sensual massage. He encouraged me to turn over and he paid attention to my feet, legs, arms and hands.

Will then lay down next to me and gentle stroked my face for a while and then he caressed my shoulders back and forth, inching closer to my breasts. This was all very laid back and carefree, I was thoroughly enjoying his fingers as they sensually explored my body.

His fingers moved down close to my pleasure - he was expertly arousing my interest. I wanted him to touch me now more explicitly.

I opened my eyes and turned to look into his eyes with a dreamy smile.

"You're very good at this" I said. He asked if I wanted him to carry on.

I smiled, closed my eyes, put my hands behind my head, and parted my legs a bit further to make clear where I wanted him to touch..

A moment later his fingers brushed the lips of my pleasure and I let out a long contented sigh.

After he'd given me an orgasm using his fingers I needed him to remind me how I got him to use his tongue. He told me to just ask or I could use the wish word of 'pleasure', and if I ever said this word he would eagerly move down to lick me until I asked him to stop.

Even though I'd just had an orgasm I couldn't resist trying this wish word, and I said "Pleasure".

It took a moment for Will to change position before I felt his tongue brush my pleasure lips and I let out an even bigger sigh.

He worked his magic to bring me to a second climax of the morning at which point I was well satisfied.

We cuddled for a bit with me holding his desire before he suggested bringing us both breakfast in bed.

I declined the offer as the boys would be up soon and we had things to do.
 
 
Sunday evening I watched as my knight came into our bedroom. He would only be my knight for a little while longer - a thought which left me a little deflated.

He slipped off his socks, took off his shirt, then undid his pants and let them fall to the floor before stepping out of them. He looked at me as I lay in bed watching him reveal for me. He smiled, pushed his underwear down and stood back up for me to admire him. He was clearly eager to get into bed with me - his desire clear and erect.

We kissed for a moment before I told him that this evening was going to be about him and his climax. He suggested we could do other things before and I was tempted but decided not to.

I took his example from the morning and began by stroking his face and then letting my hand wander down to his chest before returning to his face. Most times my hand went down a little further until it started to brush his balls and then his desire.

He was entirely in my hands and ecstatically happy to be there.

I kept up my caressing of him for a long time, to which he showed no signs of objecting. I asked him how he wanted to cum, but he was no help really, it was up to me.

I made my decision and kept caressing him, but now added in more time with my fingers wrapped around his desire and gently pumping him for a few strokes, back to caressing, the pumping became more often, more strokes until that was all that I was doing,

His arousal was getting very high and nearly at the point of no return.

"I'm going to cum if you don't stop" he declared.

"Then cum" I replied, and within a few seconds he erupted.

I can't recall that he'd ever produced so much cum before. He has since, but the force had been extraordinary. Once the final spurt had finished I let go of him.

"Holy fuck" he exclaimed.

He took a long time to calm down before he asked if we could do that again.

I said I didn't think he had it in him to cum that powerfully again tonight, but he meant another weekend of devotional sex.

"Maybe" I replied, let's sleep on.

He was too exhausted to turn over so I cuddled up to his body and feel asleep.
 
 
On Monday evening Will asked the direct question about whether I would be happy to try Devotional Sex again. Clearly he was eager for more,  and after this past weekend I was quite keen to try it again as well.

I raised a concern that we couldn't sustain the same intensity as the past season which he agreed with, to the extent that he doubted he could cope with that kind of energy level constantly.

So we discussed when our next season should start and how long it should be.

Will was open to just about anything I wanted so long as I didn't expect the time between ejaculations to be too long. He introduced the idea of a 'stretch' - a series of seasons that roll on one after the other so that Will remained my Knight after I had had him cum.

This sounded like a big step and left me with the responsibility of deciding when he would get release. He promised to be honest with how he was feeling and to help me decide until I was more confident.
 
 
Looking back it was obvious he was planning on us living Devotional Sex but I still needed, we still needed, to trial a stretch and see how that worked for us.

I suggested we do a stretch of a week, but he encouraged us to start immediately until Friday of the following week. Eleven days!

I had him release on Thursday evening and again on Monday morning before ending our stretch on Friday evening during joy.
 
 
The Saturday morning after, we agreed to immediately start another stretch of four weeks and it wasn't until six weeks later we realized we'd gone two weeks past our review date.

We noted the date in our diaries and set a review for twelve months later, and so very quickly we had begun living Devotional Sex.