Cumplete Surrender (2)

Read part one of this story here!

I begin to lightly massage his beautiful cockhead and just that. I do this slowly and for a very long time. His moaning had become less after the prostate massage. When it picks up together with an intensified breathing I know we are on our way. He continuously spills precum, -what a lovely sight! Slowly I massage his soft glans and watch his balls move in his sack. Sometimes I touch his sack-hair or slowly pull back his foreskin at the cock-base.

When his breathing is deep and the sound of his moaning is in low tone I carefully integrate his foreskin into my caresses. In this phase we enter the plateau of his excitement. The objective now changes. From pure enjoyment of his genitals we will now follow the build-up of his orgasmic potential thru intensifying his lust. Since we are a team and since I know him so well (including an optimal communication) I masturbate him ever closer to the edge of cumming without letting him merge over the edge.

I never count how many times we come close. I assume it must be at least 50 times, more likely up to a hundred. During this steady stop and go he will become increasingly insane from the pressure building up inside of him. There are two kinds of pressure. One is the pressure of his ongoing secretial build-up in his glands. I know that he feels filled with semen wanting so badly to explode and release his man-juices. The other kind of pressure is the one from the psychological side of it. He is in my hands and does not know when I will let him cum which ever increases his lust. His excitement and fluid pressure are just driving him mad.

After some time, probably around the 20^th Stop&Go he will find himself in a state of mind where he just is riding the edge of cum-explosion. He is constantly moaning loud and breathing heavily. Whenever I bring him closer to the edge he begins to whine showing me that I have to back off again and allow him a short break. I try to really keep him on the edge and produce mini-orgasms or rather mini-ejaculations, which will make him ooze some of his milk. I love this so much and I love his cum and precum and lick my fingers clean when he oozes over my fingertips.

After I´ve kept him in this ecstatic state of constant oozing just at the brink of ejaculation for a long time, maybe after about a hundred Stop&Goes, I will decide to caress him into a most powerful orgasmic ejaculation. This time I will not stop my foreskin stroking when he nears the threshold to ejaculation. Via his moaning and whining I exactly know in which phase of excitement he is in. When his moaning turns into whining he is very close to emission. His glands are on high-alert for letting go of his accumulated volume of milk. At that point I will apply the lightest touch to his foreskin and to the rim of his glans and may additionally touch his drawn up balls in his tight sack equally lightly. He then will become louder in his whining and his breathing will become deeper just out of pure unbearable excitement. I know that his floodgates will open up if I continue with my featherly light caresses. And this is exactly what I eventually do, naturally.

He is whining in an intense state of lustful bliss, his body-musculature is spasming, he is gasping for air. I ever so slightly touch his foreskin and/or sack. Often he screams out loud just before a second later a steady stream of his thin and clear first cum is flowing out of his cock. However, this does not mean that he is experiencing ejaculation yet. His internal plumbings just have released a first bigger portion of his milk. It is essential that I keep on caressing him in the described way. He still is gasping for air between his moanings. While I keep slightly touching his skins he finally begins to scream like wild in a full and deep tone. It is obvious that he can´t take it anymore. This is a sure sign that now the mechanics of his ejaculatory reflex have set in. For a brief moment a small amount of hot and almost clear cum shows in his cockeye before he finally begins to shoot his white lava with a violent first full spurt flying all the way behind his head. Ejaculation has inevitably set in and I still continue to lightly stroke his foreskin yet slowly increasing my grip.

He screams like wild while shooting spurt after spurt of his delicious hot creamy milk. The pressure in his reservoir of juices declines with each cycle of orgasmic spasm, but he extendedly is pumping cum, though in decreasing amounts. His screaming returns to moaning and then fades into just heavy breathing, until he eventually calms down into a silent and peaceful relaxation. It takes some time before his breathing is back to normal as well, but I know my man has been in the high heavens of lust.

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Cumplete Surrender (1)

My previous post is about a woman deeply in love with the reproductive system of her man (after all she is in love with the man himself). Now what could possibly mean an increase of this rather ideal combination, which I was literally illustrating there? Well, probably only a man masturbating another man, because the masturbator would project everything he wanted for himself onto his lover, hence knowing perfectly well what and how to tease another man´s plumbing. Or – as a close follow-up – a woman who wished she was born male (yet not in a transgender meaning)! This was the reason then why she became a female expert on the male reproductive system craving for cock, balls and cum in addition to being driven by passionate ambition to pleasure her lover slowly into the most intense sexual reaction possible.

Read about such a lady and how she works her masturbatee:

When I was old enough to know the difference between male and female genitalia I became envious of boys for their penises. It was not until a little later when I learned that I as a woman in fact do have access to the best of both worlds.

However, I developed into a woman who became extremely fond of male genitalia and its produce. Still early I found myself to be a girl deeply in love with penises, testicles, precum and semen and eventually a males internal main gland, the prostate.

Naturally I was engaging sexually with a lot of men, especially in my late teens, learning a lot about how men work and especially how the plumbings of a man work. Most of my partners were astound of my knowledge and my focus of their genitals. Some have even been shied away, but quite some learned about themselves thru me and most of them enjoyed my special treatment. But for many years I could not find the perfect match or, when I thought a guy was the one, the relationship did not last to establish what I had in mind for a perfect sexual love and partnership. Until now! Let me tell you about my man.

To begin with he devotes himself to me totally when it comes to my sexual needs. My primary need, besides the one to being fucked once in a while and eaten out regularly, is the complete freedom to play with his genitals and to generate for him the possibly most intense orgasmic experiences thru manipulation of his parts alone. This became only reality because what I want is what he wants in addition to the fine-tuning of both our minds over a long period of time, so that we always are absolutely in sync when it cums to our favorite sex act!

As I said, the main objective is to give him the most intense and long-lasting sexual experience possible, which will result in most extended and voluminous ejaculations. My aim is to make him pass out from the intensity of his lust while he ejaculates and I know we have been very close to it a few times.

We perform such an act like this: he will be lying down on his back in our queen-size bed, his legs spread wide apart. His pelvis is lifted by a large pillow, which we put under his buttock, allowing me full and easy access to his man-meat. I sit between his legs and will slowly begin with my routine. All he needs to do is to relax and let go, devote himself to my loving care and his steady increasing arousal and lust.

Slowly and very tender will I begin with my caresses. At the very beginning this goes without lubrication, but soon enough I will apply lots of olive oil. Mostly his penis is flaccid when I start unless he is in heat already. Because we know each other so well we may start out with a soft penis but this will change often immediately after I begin to touch him.

In this phase I just enjoy his genitals and the beauty of it. I think of them and treat them in a way as if they were my own. I start with the testicles. My man owns big balls, which grow in size with time during my caress. I love his balls. I slightly touch his sack with my fingertips. I watch the balls move within his pouch once his excitement is on the rise. My man is not shaved and he is uncut, hence I have lots of ways to tease him.

When his cock is erect I softly grab his wand and pull down his foreskin. His penis is of average length and solid circumference, a real strong tool. What I love most about his cock is his cockhead, the glans. I just love his helmet! The rim of it is very prominent making it almost a separate sex organ. I just love its form, I favor his above all the cockheads I have had, and I have had many. In addition: it is here where the precum and cum is surfacing!

My man is a great precummer! Whenever I notice drops of his gel I lick it off or play with it and certainly I lube his glans with it. All my caresses are basically very light and will remain so, because this is the way to drive him crazy from pure lust later on. There are just 2 exceptions concerning the firmness of my grips, namely the massage of his sack and the massage of his prostate.

Soon I will apply a good portion of olive oil onto his balls. Slowly and still tender I will begin to massage them. This is relaxing and exciting alike. I know he enjoys this very much, just as I do. I love to feel his balls. I like to imagine that they store all his juices, but certainly know better. But I pretend they would and it is fun to massage the balls with this idea in mind. I continue for quite some time until I think that his balls did swell from congestion.

Next will be his prostate. I will tenderly probe his anus with lots of oil penetrating him deeper and deeper with my middle finger. Before I continue to massage his gland with a thin anal dildo I want to touch and feel his cum factory directly with my finger. My man meanwhile is quite excited and does moan commenting my movements and caresses. We live in a single house, which is essential, because it will get loud soon enough.

When I probe him with the dildo he begins to moan louder and more frequently. I noticed that his excitement developing from prostate stimulation is subject to change. I never know if he will be aroused more or less at a particular session. It always comes as a surprise. If it does not excite him, I leave his back door sooner – if he is hot about it, I just take my time and keep on teasing his gland. Many times I combine prostate massage with ball massage. How I love to see him enjoying what I do. And yes, I sure love what I do.

Until then I have spared his penis. That is because it is his magic wand, his tool for lust. He is most sensitive at the tip of his wonderful cock. In particular his glans and the shaft just below of his cock-head. He told me that his foreskin is containing most sensitive nerve-endings, I know this for a long time now. Thru caresses at his foreskin I use to send him into agony and over the edge eventually.

to be continued…

Male Sex Response Praise – Illustrated

In my previous post you read a genuine lady’s account for a basic love of our male devices. In this post you will get to know a woman cheerfully praising her lovers genitals and beyond! You will learn that this concrete love grants a deep sexual fulfillment for both, giver and receiver in this detailed and illustrated description of an edging session.

However, this report is fictitious and this post features the beginning of the story only. Since I had this file ready at hand I decided to coax you into the setting and offer you the whole adventure as pdf-file (at the end of the following teaser):

I have to tell this now. I have to tell the world how much I love my man. I do love him, because my sexual encounters with him are so rewarding to me, – well to us after all. Let me show you why. Here goes:

Over quite some years our bond grew tighter and tighter. This is reflecting in my love for his genitals and beyond. When I say beyond I do mean my love for his juices, i.e. his precum and cum, which I refer to as honey and milk. When we make love to each other we take turns for to please the other respectively within single sessions. One of us will be the giver, the other one will enjoy as receiver. That assures each of us to fully concentrate either on giving or receiving pleasure.

Now concerning his sexual satisfaction we agreed upon going real slow until the event of ejaculation and/or orgasm. He will receive in a very relaxed way, ever adding to his excitement in a very well paced manner with the goal of edging him in a state of sexual bliss right on the brink of ejaculation. Going all this way I am fortunate to experience his sexual response cycle in every detail. I will experience his genitals in many different states as well as his excitement. Finally I am awarded with his sweet juices over an extended period of time. Usually we eventually do harvest his milk having him cum into a glass. This way we profit twice from his climax(es): we observe his penis donating and yet I may fully enjoy to drink his precious essence.

Let me illustrate this route of bliss.

Our lovemaking starts with my pure visual admiration of his penis and ballsack.

I enjoy the relaxed state of his penis as much as I do the half and full erect states of his wonderful cock. What to say, any mode meets my love and admiration.

In the beginning his penis will be more or less flaccid. But the erectile condition may change spontaneously any given second. This rule does apply, if not even more so, to his scrotum. His foreskin may be retracted or not at the different states of erection/arousal. Ultimately I admittedly do prefer his bare cockhead.

The above pic shows my lovers beautiful penis in a quite average condition. My man is standing with his cock already swollen to about a third of a full erection in anticipation of the love-session to follow. His foreskin is fully retracted from the glans. Notice the wonderful corona of his cockhead. His ballsack is tight in this situation. It tends to be tight, because my man is freezing easily. However, once we are en route his scrotum softens and the balls begin to hang loose and looser, as you shall see further down.

I just love his sack to be soft and his balls to be swollen. Usually I will start with caressing his sack and nuts. This includes fondling, kissing and licking. Later on, when my man reached a heightened state of arousal, I will apply sucking, massage and even kneading to his package. [...]

Feel free to download the whole praise enhanced with a lot of pics illustrating the different appearances of the admired and loved genitals, showing them between a relaxed and aroused state all the way to emission and ejaculation!

Being Edged – What it Feels Like (2)

Continued from Part One

Her say in this color and His say in this color!
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Oh yeah, you are in me now, holy fuck! – Be careful now, it feels as if I´m closing in.

I stopped any motion while he spilled more cream onto his belly.

Wow, you sure are full!

Yeah, better move out. Slowly please.

I did as he requested. I cleaned my finger and scooped up the puddle of cum while he lingered in the aftermath of my internal visit. From here on the true edging began.

Well, tell me how you want me to touch you now, and don´t forget to describe what you feel.

OK, just touch my ridged band here below my helmet. Just touch me there.

He showed me again, but I certainly knew. And so I began with a very light stroking.

You know this is the fucking hottest sensation you generate in my cock. This will definitely trigger my reflex sooner or later. It feels so immensely great. A sharp sensation in that skin directly connecting to my glands. Fuck yes, this is it!

He kept on breathing and moaning long uurrghhhs.

How is that?

Uuhhh, fucking crazy. This touch will make my inside turn upside down. It will make me cum. Stop it!

I let go.

I need to calm down a bit. – Gee, I feel so filled up, wanting to release so bad. I want to cover you with my milk, bathe you in my milk. The thought is so hot and right now I feel totally capable of doing this.

He was right, the thought was hot. Even more so as he was in fact just totally drenching me in his milk few times. Indescribable! Made me cum myself right away.

Baby I can´t wait to shoot, what do you think we do? Make me cum now or still edge on?

Let me try to coax out an emission. I want to drink you before you possibly shoot all over the place.

What ever you wish. I am yours.

I was beginning to lightly rub his skin again. Immediately he started to moan.

Oh yeah. Go on like this. Just keep on going. Ohh yeah, I´m there soon, slowly now, uuhhhh, wait…

I was almost not moving, just kept my fingers on his throbbing cock.

Uuuhhh. I think… yessss, I feel it… uuurrhhhhhh…!

And I knew that milk was on it´s way right now. I let go of his cock, grabbed a small glas and was right in place to catch a solid spill of his now thin cum, this portion cumming right from his prostate. When the gush was collected I drank his warm milk right away. It was tasting sweet, I love to drink his produce just as much as being soaked in it.

You really taste sweet today honey. Makes me want more of you. Are you ready for the great release?

Sure am. But go slowly, try to make it last.

Sure will, you know me. And you try to describe as long as you can.

Yeah, I try.

This being said I turned to his rock hard boner and continued to work his sensitive inner skin.

Feels good. Ohhh yeah, feels goood! Something is rising.

Quickly he was there.

Easy now, very easy…!!

I barely moved. I had formed an O with my thumb and pointer and encircled his shaft right there below the rim of his helmet. His cock was throbbing in my lose grip.

Yes, I am close to the point, easy…

I was moving again, very slow and careful, up and down on the oily tender skin. And then he was on his way.

Oh yeah, I´m melting! God I´m melting, I´m flowing uuhhhh, yessss I´m cumming, it started … uuuhhhhhhh, yeahhhh urrghhh myy Gaawwd….

He needed to take another deep breath after which he was loudly howling. Suddenly his milk was spilling in what seemed as if he was pissing his milk in a steady stream; I had never seen such and it took me unprepared. I was holding his cock now and sensed him beginning to pulse in his reflex while he was bucking and tossing around. He had taken another deep breath and screamed like wild parallel to his system spurting out what was left of his milk in seven or eight powerful yet short jets. This time he covered himself in his warm juices, I was sitting on the wrong side unfortunately, but scooped up his sweet produce while he was calming down, totally spent eventually.

When he regained some consciousness I asked him:

What was that?

I don´t know. Some fucking intense point of no return and climax, that’s for sure! Maybe like never before.

Did you notice that you were pissing half of your load?

Really? Not sure, maybe, I just… it was just so intense, fuck, a long moment of no return into a violent explosion! I tried to stay relaxed in my pelvic muscles as long as possible when you triggered me. That made me feel like somewhat dissolving, must have been the milkflow, while at the same time the intense energy of lust was rising, really awesome. And I sure couldn´t avoid pumping eventually. – You really can do me! Wonder if I could do such on my very own. At least I wouldn ´t be able to observe me, that´s for sure! – So it looked like I pissed cum, huh?

Yes, sure did. Too bad we didn´t tape that. I´ve never seen that before. You must have been so loaded that your valves opened up when you relaxed trying to resist the reflex. And because the pressure was so immense you were pissing milk and then shooting it in some jets. This was really, really spectacular. You are my man, always.

And you are my baby, you know that. I owe you.

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