My life mate Jamie

I have been in love, lust, with Jamie for some time. It was more of a closet desire for the last 2 years; since she moved into the house I was sharing with my sister. My sister, being a lesbian, had her own desires on her, so I never really acted on my feelings. She was just over 40, about 5' 4", long hair, and pleasing to watch. Jamie was a little chunky, but I found her pretty enough from my POV. However there was something controlling about her, she had a dominant air about her, I don't think she quite knew she had that inner power. I, being a little submissive, was taken with her bossy ways. Every time we had a fight, which seem to happen about every week or so, she called me an asshole, and told me to blow her or kiss her ass. Little did she know how much I'd wanted to blow her and kiss her ass, and how much I desired to get between her thighs and worship her center orally. I had many a wanking session dreaming about being her licker, pleasing her orally, massaging her body and feet. I wanted to give her pleasure in a very submissive way, and I desired nothing for myself in return.

I mean here I was an over 60s male, in lust with a woman much younger. I kept these feelings secret, and never let on to her, or my sister.

I would wank myself nightly, fantasying how I might get her to allow me to massage her feet doing reflexology, making her feel pleasure from my hands. Hopping she'll allow me the pleasure of maybe kissing her feet. I imagined massaging her feet, rubbing her legs and thighs...offering her my bathrobe, so she'll be more comfortable.

My fantasy would take over, and I visualized Jamie wearing nothing on under the bathrobe. I would massage her legs and thighs, her back and neck from her toes to her head. I would slowly turn her body over and massage her front from the forehead to her toes, and back up to her womanly center...I would see her pubic hairs in my mind's eye...I would whisper to her how I wanted to please her, and wanted no reciprocation just the honor of worshipping her vortex orally using my mouth and tongue. I imagined kissing her lips, and feeling her hands on my head as she pushed it down her body toward her hairy center, and telling me to prove what I said. She told me to: "blow me, eat me, lick my wetness". I was possessed, my mind freaking, my penis stirring in my sweat pants. I thought I would have a heart attack, but I didn't care so long as I could place my mouth on her hairy vagina, and my tongue between the lips that held her sweet wetness. I wanted her to dominant me, subject me to her strong will, and make me hers to use however she wished.

I visualized that first kiss to her Goddess Center, tasting her secreted juices. My lips sucking her lips, my tongue delving between them, licking them, and drinking her wetness, her womanly discharge. I was on my knees, where I wanted to be, making oral love to her, feeling myself enter into "Sub Space", a place where I totally lose myself, where I fully surrender to Jamie's will.

I lapped at her center's dripping hole, as a cat licks milk from a dish. I stuck my tongue deeply inside trying to reach her bottom, and bringing my tongue up and back to her "G Spot", hopping to tongue massage it. With my lips glued to her lips, I swished my tongue around her woman's center feeling he hole open up wider and wider. I began to tongue-screw her creamy hole as if it were a penis, I drank her creamy discharge as it flowed from her vagina, I was in heaven. My penis was dripping pre-come, and I felt it throbbing as if it was in her center, but it wasn't, my tongue became my sex organ, and my tongue would have an orgasm.

Jamie grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face deep into her hairy wet vortex rubbing my face with her vagina. Wrapping her legs tightly around my ears humping my mouth and tongue telling me to: "make me cum, make me cum with your mouth and tongue, go ahead Michael feel my wetness with your tongue and lips. I am having an orgasm on your face, that's your reward, your only pleasure is to feel and taste my cum, feel my wet orgasm". Jamie pulling my hair, gasping words of encouragement to my oral attention, discharging her female thick cream in my mouth, my penis ejaculates, my cum squirts into my sweats spontaneously, all happening in the same moment. I never want this feeling to stop, I want it to go on forever, feeling Jamie’s thick liquid in my mouth, swallowing all her juices. She holds my head firmly to her hairy center letting my face bathe in the wetness, my tongue slowly slurping the Ambrosia the Goddess allowed me to drink. We stay locked in this strange embrace for several minutes, quiet stillness. Jamie using her foot pushes my head from her telling me that's all I get. I wanted nothing more; I was so very elated and happy. The only sadness was it had to end.

I moved to cuddle with her, and she reached into my sweats and grabbed my panty-incased genitals, feeling the stickiness, she made a frowning remark about how I need to control my emissions, and stop making messes in my panties. I said I was sorry, and would try my best in the future to not have an orgasm. She said I’d better, because if I couldn’t control myself, maybe she’d have to do something drastic. Jamie implied she’d want my penis encased in a chastity tube or cage, something made of strong stainless steel for long term or permanent use. She informed me that she’d like me to only have one orgasm a month, and only if I was good. However, if the chastity device proved to be inadequate, maybe we would need to look at body modification, and remove something. I asked her how she heard of these ideas? Jamie said she used to go on my laptop when I wasn’t home, and found out I was interested in male chastity, and The Eunuch Archives stories. She was fascinated with the stories of wives castrating their husbands, and more intrigued with women giving their males a penectomy.

While she talked on, she felt my penis start to erect, smiling Jamie asked why I was becoming excited? I explained I was getting turned on, and I was also fearful, because although I fantasized about these ideas, I would hate to loose my ability to have an orgasm. I would not like to give up masturbating. She explained that I was to occupied with sex, and something needed to be done to get me to change my focus…

End of part 1