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Devotional Sex for Loving Couples - A Novel
 

Chapter 42 - Adam

Kali and I had a talk a couple of nights ago.

She told me how much she likes it when I give her the control over what sex we do and that I am a much better lover when I am her knight. She introduced some terms for this experiment we’ve been doing on and off over the past few months - that men who do Devotional Sex are called knights and women are called princesses. And she also suggested I look at the website. There’s even explicit pictures about this if you look in the right place!

But I don’t know if I like it or not.

I guess things are more sexual if we are doing it, but it’s just that having to wait to cum. That is too much, well, too much all the time, but she’s persuaded me to try it again.

Perhaps it might be different now I know more about what she is doing.
 

 
I wake up to my alarm. I silence it and contemplate another day of work, not something to get excited by. I shift my head around and see Kali in bed next to me. She is beginning to stir.

She looks rather peaceful and content with the world. I dare say she slept soundly after the orgasms she enjoyed with my tongue last night. She held my erection afterwards, called a devotional cuddle, as she lay there relaxing for a while. She then cuddled around me as we went to sleep.

My cock, which she now wants to call my desire, is hard with the memory of last night’s activities. Maybe she will think it my turn this morning? Though I doubt it.

I have agreed to be her, um, her Knight, for four days, so I won’t get to cum until Saturday - three more days.

Kali opens her eyes and smiles at me. I smile back. Her hand reaches down and finds my erection.

‘Is my knight pleased to see me?’

‘I guess I am.’

Well my erection is certainly expectant. I guess I am, but I still have my doubts about the sexual activities which end without me getting to cum.

She moves closer to me and kisses me. I kiss her back but without too much enthusiasm. If this isn’t going to go anywhere then there's no point in investing too much effort.

She kisses me again with more ardor. Her hand plays with my desire. My body is starting to lose the battle of holding back.

I kiss her with greater passion, I harden even more. My hands start to roam around her body. I find her breast and stroke her nipple. Her body twitches in response. She strokes my desire, I stroke her nipple.

Kali moves closer to me, then shifts her leg over me and I fall onto my back. She is now kneeling above me. I use both hands to stroke her nipples. We kiss.

My princess sits up and looks at me. I look at her sitting astride me, she looks radiant.

She shifts and rests her pleasure on my desire. I can feel her wetness. Taking my desire in hand she slips me inside. This is a wonderful wakeup!

She flexes her hips a little. She thrusts forward and then backwards. She stops. She waits. Forward and back then pause. I flex my hips, thrusting up into her. She must be too tired to move.

‘Be still’ she says.

I obey her wish though not because I want to. She flexes forward again and back. Stops. Forward, pause, back, stop. Again. And once more with this interminably slow motion fucking.

She leans forward and kisses me. Her hips flex again while we kiss. Then she sits up.

‘Do you like watching me?’ she asks.

‘Yes. Obviously,’ I reply. She does ask some stupid questions sometimes.

Again with the slow motion sex. Then stop. I wait.

Wait.

Nothing. She simply sits, her eyes now closed, head thrown back slightly. My erection inside her, eager for more.

Kali opens her eyes and looks into mine. ‘I need to get up and have a shower.’

I’m speechless. What the hell was that?

I watch in disbelief as she lifts herself off me and my erection springs free.

A quick kiss this time and she is leaving the bedroom for the shower. I lie stunned for a while before I too get up for a shower.
 

 
In the evening Kali comes in and sits down beside me as I watch the TV.  She asks me what I’m watching, a glance at the screen would answer the question but I tell her anyway.

‘Tracey is all tucked up in bed,’ she says as she snuggles into my arm. ‘How was your day?’

‘It was OK I guess. I managed to get quite a lot done really.’

‘Excellent. I had a good day too.'

'Are you feeling a bit charged up after this morning?' she asks.

'Of course I am,' I reply feeling annoyed that yet again she asks about the obvious.

'When Will is charged up he enjoys being naked with Sarah so that he can show his desire for her.'

I don’t really want to think about what anyone else gets up to. If he enjoys it then he’s welcome to it but not for me.

'In Devotional Sex,' she continues, 'spending time together with him naked and her dressed is called affirmation.
Why don’t you affirm for me now?’

‘I don’t feel like it. I want to pass.’

‘OK, if you want to pass you can,’ Kali replies.

I detect a hint of disappointment in her voice.

‘A knight always has the option to pass when it’s an activity he really doesn’t want to do, but I don’t understand why you’d want to pass. Aren't you enjoying this season?’

I don’t know how to answer. I want to please her, a change that has occurred over the last months from only being truly concerned with my own pleasure, but I want more. How do I say I want more without upsetting her?

‘I am,’ I reply, but my tone clearly betrays that there is much more that needs to be said.

‘Really? Tell me honestly how you are feeling because I want us both to enjoy things and I can’t read your mind to know what you are thinking.’

‘I ...'  I don’t know how to start and I don't think she truly wants to hear what I am thinking, but I continue ‘I just think ... things are too...’ I take a breath, ‘You get lots of pleasure and I don’t get much’ I blurt out. Now I wait for the response.

‘OK, in what ways do you mean, I thought we were both doing alright in being pleasured.’

‘Well last night you had two orgasms and I had none. This morning you rode me and ...’ My voice trails off as I listen to my own words.

‘I can see what you mean about last night - I very much enjoyed your tongue and you are becoming expert in pleasing me. But didn’t you enjoy having joy this morning? I thought you would have loved me riding you first thing before we went to work. And I didn't orgasm this morning either - I just enjoyed the sex with you.’

‘Well yes, it was unexpected and nice, just ...’ too bloody slow, I finish in my head.

‘You don’t want to have joy in the morning before work again?’

‘Obviously I like having intercourse. Whenever.’ Now she’s being stupid, when would I ever pass up the chance for sex?

‘So what was wrong with this morning? Was it just this morning that you didn’t like?’

‘It was ... too slow and...’

‘You weren’t in control and didn’t get to cum. You wanted fast hard fucking?’

‘Yes, I guess so,’ I say.

‘Adam, did you think about fucking me or licking me or me sucking you today?’

I pause and replay my day, ‘Yes, I did. Quite a lot actually.’

‘Do you want to go to bed and have sex now?’

‘Yes!’ I eagerly reply.

‘If you’d cum this morning would you have been as eager or thought about me today? You sent me a text at lunchtime telling me how much you loved me.’

She has a point, I wouldn't have been obsessing about her today if I had cum this morning.

‘How many times have we had intercourse on a work morning without doing Devotional Sex?’

‘I don’t know. Maybe, well never in the last few years.’

‘When was the last time we had intercourse in the morning and there was the prospect of something in the evening of the same day and that following on from the previous evening?’

‘Um.’

‘You have a choice, this way, the Devotional Sex way, I get to decide what and when and we have lots of little bits of activity with some longer sessions but you have to learn to control your arousal. Or, or we go the way we used to where you lead the way and always cum, but we don't have sex very often.'

I don’t respond, I need to think about what she has just said. I need to weigh up the pros and cons.




 
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