That Feeling When She Sinks Down on Me

So, there I was.  Flat on my back, raring to go.  Charmer had that look in her eyes that she was really looking forward to being on top and I have to admit to loving it too.

I love that feeling when she sinks down on me, then just stops and lets things settle.  I look forward to it, consciously, even when we’re apart.  This time was no different.  Except that it was different.  As she lowered herself, my brain was screaming “YES!  Here it comes!”  but my body was reporting in that nothing was going on.

Then it hit me.  I was still caged.  Let me back up a bit.

This night was all about her, as it should be.  I was on a mission to make sure she enjoyed every. single. minute.  What started with a backrub and moved South, then to turning over to the front, was hot as hell.  Her responses were muted because while we were behind locked doors, we weren’t the only ones in the house.

These times are fun – she does the same to me when the situation is reversed – you know they can’t make a sound, so you try to get them to do just that.  You know you’re succeeding when faces are buried in pillows.  This was one of those times – she was in an amazing rhythm of orgasms and rolling through and just letting go.

She’d let me know I wouldn’t be unlocking.  So I was left with a dilemma.

So I solved it.

Back to her lowering herself, slowly, deliciously down… onto the strap-on that I’d put on.  It was a huge mind-fuck.  I realize it was of my own doing – I came up with the idea.  It’s not like it was a surprise, I had to put the harness on and all that.  But my brain apparently didn’t get the message in the moment.

It took me several minutes to reset my head – it’s not like I laid there, short-circuiting, but I had to re-focus and make sure I was in the moment.  Her moment.

It was a strange, powerful, wonderful, hot, sexy, erotic moment of dominance.  It was a mind-game of epic proportions, and of my own doing.  It was amazing.

As we attacked each other like rabbits, I can attest in the first person that the setup works, and that the Steelheart stays true to its name.  This was one pressurized tube, and I was one frustrated guy.

It was exactly the reset I needed.

5 Replies to “That Feeling When She Sinks Down on Me”

    1. This is the most basic, non-descript one we have – it was the first thing I found in our toy-bin. In the moment, the basic-ness of it didn’t seem to matter *at all* – worth a try. 🙂

  1. Mrs. Edge and I started with a simple one, then went to a more lifelike one, and finally ended up with a *very* realistic Vixskin model from Very, very realistic. Like, almost *too* realistic, if you get my drift. Like, it was almost a twin.

    It led to a lot of enjoyment for the both of us, though, so it’s all good. Right?

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