Control Freak

Anal Morning
Venice this morning, controlling the show

When I first married Venice I quickly learned that she was a morning person.  How did I learn?  Each morning before I could wake up I would feel something rubbing between my legs.  Whether it be pulling my loose ball sac up, which usually hangs below my thighs, up between my legs so she could fondle me, or wrapping her hand lightly around my penis and tickling me in a jack-off motion.  Sometimes I would wake up fully erect with her stroking my penis, sometimes I would wake up as she was pulling off my covers to get on top of me, and sometimes I would wake up right as my dick slides inside her body.   Because of work, responsibility, or just opposite schedules, this morning ritual stopped.

This morning,  I felt Venice’s hand reaching around my body.  For the past week, she has clawed for my penis and usually falls asleep with it in her hand.  I figured she woke up and noticed we moved apart, so I scooted near her so she could hold my penis and get back to sleep.  After I scooted back, I fell back asleep.  I woke up, possibly 10 minutes later, semi erect and Venice rubbing my crotch with dirty intentions.  At this point, I rolled over so she could feel all of my cock rather than half, as half tends to tuck in my lap as I lay sideways.   She moaned in my ear, finally being able to really feel my full cock in her hand.   She doesn’t hesitate to climb on top of me and slowly work her vagina down on my dick.  She wasn’t as wet as she normally is, so she had to carefully work me in, inch by inch, making sure not to tear her insides.  As my dick bottoms out inside her, her vagina begins to wet my entire crotch.  She rides me in a way that her inner g-spot gets rubbed hard enough, that her vagina will leak a very large amount of fluid.  I am not talking normal wetness, I am talking about almost like a physical orgasm that drenches both of our bodies.   This is actually what Venice wanted, because she immediately lifts her body up just high enough for my penis to slide out of her body.  She lowers herself quick enough so that my erect cock slides behind her body, up her back, through her ass cheeks, and rubbing over her anus.  She moves my dick back into her body to reapply her juices, and again, let’s me slide out just enough so that she can lower her body and have my dick slide up her back.   Each time, her ass cheeks and ass get wetter.  The last time, she lifts up, and I feel my dick slide inside her wet vagina again.  I moan, as I feel her tightening her thigh muscles and squeezing my dick.  I look up and she asks, “You like that?”

I whisper back, “I love your pussy.”  I can’t really say much because I am high from the chemicals released in my brain during sex.  I am lost in this feeling, which I admit I am addicted to.

She looks at me and smiles, “That’s my ass, Ryan.”

I snap out of my high for a second and try to feel the texture I am sliding in and out of.   To be totally honest, if done right and the woman is in total control, the change can be very subtle, especially since Venice’s Asian pussy has always been extremely tight.   I close my eyes and concentrate on what I am feeling.  Indeed, I am inside her wet asshole.  I am not sure when the switch was made, but I assume it was that last time she slid down on my dick.  I immediately ask her if she wants me to roll her over and put my cum deep in her ass (please read our article regarding how Venice has became addicted to the cum in her ass — the hormones, it changes her personality, and it makes her extremely horny for the rest of the day).  She looks down and tells me not yet.  She grinds her ass in my lap, moaning the entire time.   She will look down every other minute and ask me to tell her where my dick is.  I immediately respond, half high from our sex, “Your ass baby.”   She moans and smiles, pressing her body against mine as hard as she can to feel my entire dick deep in her body.

I eventually get the sex rush and want to take back my control in the bedroom.  I roll her over, keeping my dick inside her ass, buckle down and start to ram my dick in her as hard as I can.   She moans but still grabs my throat, pushing my head off her body.  She squeezes her hand and tells me to slow down.  Still holding my throat, she warns me, “You better not cum until I tell you.”  The control move failed and I’ve learned my freaky wife loves to be in charge, a true control freak.

I am now putty in her hands and do whatever it is she wants to do while I slowly feel her ass with my swollen dick.  After going over with me different ideas she has for a photo shoot tonight (lol – yes), she calmly says, “Okay, you can cum now.”

I came.

The Little Things That Make a Huge Difference

Her Hand
Venice’s sleeping hand (photo taken last year)

Last night I was tired and ready for bed. I believe Venice was up working on her blog about her nipple bells self destructing after a photo shoot. Before she was done, I was out for the night. I slightly remember her waking me up saying there was an issue with the video posted, but I was so tired I couldn’t help. I suppose a half hour later, she worked her way into bed. Not only did she climb in bed, but she nuzzled her body up next time mine and started clawing her way around my stomach. I scooted closer to her so she could get arm around me and get to sleep. Instead, I felt her fingers walking down my crotch, reaching for my penis. I scooted up a bit more, I think, so she could get a good hold. I was out.

I woke up about 4 am in the morning and my penis was completely erect. I did a short kegel to feel my erection and I noticed that Venice’s hand was still wrapped tightly around my penis. I looked down, and she was still holding on to me, even while she slept. I nicely unwrapped her fingers to get up and go to the bathroom, but I smiled the entire time. A woman in love doesn’t go to sleep holding a man’s penis, unless she loves the man it’s attached too. I do not care how someone else tries to analyse the situation, she loves me. Not only does she love me, she loves my penis. And not in a way every wife is supposed to love their husband’s penis, she really loves it. Her actions do not lie and after years of marriage, she still wants to grab my penis at night before bed and just hold it all night for no other reason than she likes the way it feels in her hand.

 I can’t blame her though, I have been feeling myself all my life and have yet gotten tired of it.

Ladies, girlfriends, wives, gay men, whatever. It’s the small things (no pun!) that make a huge (yes pun!) difference. How much energy and effort does it take to hold your man’s penis while you sleep?

If your goal is to be his “perfect” spouse, this could possibly get you one step closer in the right direction, even if he already has you on that sacred pedestal.

My Morning Ritual and Morning Sex

Each morning I wake up to my wife’s music playing on her  cell phone and her pulling the covers off me and yanking the pillow out from under my head. Most of the time I am in deep sleep and trying to get my last few moments of rest before the work day. Most men wouldn’t like this, but for me it’s my wife’s mating call. We sleep nude (see article “Sleeping Nude”), I probably rub her body all throughout the night. I am a light sleeper; I wake up sporadically and touch my wife whenever I can. I love how she feels, and I love that she no longer jerks when she feels my hands. Now, years into our marriage, if she feels my hand slide between her legs, she will back her hips into my hand, while she is completely asleep grinding her teeth (the true sign she is absolutely NOT awake). She wants me.

Oops, I got off topic. Back to the covers being yanked off me each morning. My wife is of course nude as she clears off the bed so it’s just our bodies. I have never turned her down, I have never asked her to stop, I have never made her feel uncomfortable for wanting to be intimate with me each morning. I wake up groggy and unable to focus,  but immediately rub my hands up and down the curves of her back, tickle her ass and ass crack, and maybe slide a finger over her pussy lips if I can reach down far enough. She lets her hanging breasts tickle my nipples before she starts kissing on my face and neck. She eventually works her way down to my underarms and licks and kisses each crease, smelling my body. As she slides down my chest she will slowly lick each nipple, sucking on each for a few minutes.  As she works her way down to my belly button, she eventually gets to my crotch. From here, Venice is in complete control. I’d like to explain what she does, but beyond spending a few minutes lightly tickling around my balls and ass, I do not really know. I know my penis is in her mouth and my tired eyes roll back up in my head as I moan. Not the most manly thing to do, but I can’t help it. My wife does so much with her mouth, from deep throating, to probably 100 other things that change from day to day. Grabbing my dick with both hands and sucking, one hand and stroking as she sucks, or my balls and dick in her hands and she slams her chin into them, she does it all. Eventually, after a few songs on our playlist pass, I will feel her nose in my pubic bone and her chin on my balls. I look down and I no longer have a penis of any kind. My wife takes it all, even the lower shaft that has a 5 o’clock shadow from my shave the day before, gone. It almost looks like she is eating me out, no dick at all. She grinds her face from side to side and eventually slides her head off my crotch. As her head comes up, I see my dick… and then more dick… and then more dick… and then, oh my god, how did she put all of that in her mouth? Before I can really say anything, she is  sitting up on me trying to slowly slide my wet dick into her pussy. Not an easy task, especially since  it’s so wet and she could easily slide it right in. She likes it slow though, slow and comfortable. She doesn’t like to feel an entire dick slide right up in her body just because it can. She will slowly rub and work my dick head between her pussy lips and prepare high inner thighs to be stretched out by my cock.  As the head slides in, she moans and scoots back up. She pulls my dick back out of her body and wets herself more by rubbing my dick all around her pussy and inner thighs, eventually working it in deeper, inch by inch, moaning until my head hits the back of her pussy. She seems to love this feeling, as she will sit up on me and let my dick head press really hard against her insides (which also in return pushes my hard penis down into my own prostate — which feels amazing, like being massaged). I can feel my shaft pushing back into my own body, while my head rubs her back walls. The more she grinds, the more I feel her entire pussy completely full. I love her small vagina, I love how our bodies are so compatible that I bottom out, and we both can enjoy this unique feeling.  Her shallow vagina feels great, but she isn’t done.

In the mornings, most of the time, I do not orgasm. Our morning sex is for the intimacy, not the rush of the orgasm. The sex, like sleeping nude, it to share ourselves with each other and start the day off as a couple. That doesn’t mean she won’t get a bit wild, because she does. She will slowly let me dick pop out and she will ride me with my dick behind her, wetting up her ass crack. I’ve learned she does this on purpose to wet her ass. Before she stops for the morning, she is going to let me feel inside her ass too, the triple threat. Although this is a slow process, her vagina juices and saliva is all we use. She will sit up and angle her body to slowly let me head break down her tiny asshole. I can feel each crease of her anus open as my dick enters. This is what makes anal so amazing. If you pay attention to each feeling, especially in the morning when you are half awake, you can feel every detail of a woman’s ass. I can feel her star-like anus, each ripple, open up and rub my head. I can feel her tight dry ass, slowly slide down my dick, pushing back more on my prostate than going inside her. I love this feeling, I usually have to tell her to go easy. I don’t want to hurt or rip her, and when you are dealing with the ass, this is easy to do. After a few long strokes inside her ass, she will slide up slowly and let my penis flop to my belly. She then leans over and kisses me.

If the morning is going well and we both seem to be a little more frisky, I may sit up and roll her over. While I am on top I will slowly long stroke – all the way in, all the way out. I will let her feel my dick head push through her ass, then go deep inside her body. If she does not mention cumming, I will stay slow paces and eventually lean down and tell her how much I love her. I will slowly let my dick slide out and get up. If she mentioned she wants my cum in her for the day, or that she wants me to fuck her hard, that is her way of saying she wants me to cum (which usually in the morning we do not do). I will cum deep in her ass and throughout the day she will text me letting me know I am still inside her. I love the idea of being with her throughout her day.

This is my alarm clock, one that I never hit snooze on.