Kegal exercises on wet Monday afternoon March 17, 2008
Posted by RPT in : Sex , trackbackI was stood in the bathroom peering myopically into the middle distance. Blind without my spectacles I was fumbling around trying to find them. The cat had come into the bathroom while I was showering and had knocked all the items off the washstand. There is no point in calling for help as MP can’t hear, so I was stuck. Maybe I should get a fluorescent spectacle case to put them in, instead of balancing them precariously on the side of the wash basin.
“What are you doing?” MP asked. Brilliant, help at last.
“I lost my specs.”
MP handed me the missing items, the world snapped back into focus.
“I need a pee.”
She sat and peed while I towelled myself. The cat watched us both, looking back and forward.
“Your cat is a monster!”
“True.”
I went to leave but MP help me firmly. She steered me into the bedroom and then cuffed my hands behind my back.
“Unfinished business from yesterday.” Was her mysterious explanation.
She picked up the wash bag where we keep some of our sex toys, vibrators and the like, and then she led me into the lounge. She sat in the reclining chair, and beckoned me over. I lay over her lap.
“Did you enjoy sex last night?” She asked.
“Yes, lovely.”
“It was a special treat for you, I don’t let you do bottom sex very often do I?”
“No it was lovely, thank you.”
“Is it nice because my bum hole is tight around your big cock?”
“I think that helps, but mostly because it’s naughty.”
“Do you know what it’s like, to be buggered?”
“Not really…”
Her fingers were probing my bottom, I heard the washbag unsnap. A pause. Wet slippery fingers pushed into me.
“It’s probably a bit like this…”
She reached for our big penis shaped dildo, the head touched my anus, then she pushed and penetrated me.
“Oh, ooh, yow!”
“Did that hurt?” She worked the phallus in and out of my bottom.
“It hurt at first but it’s OK now.”
“How about this?” She worked it harder, deeper.
“That hurts a bit.”
“You push this hard when you get excited…”
“Oh, ooh. Mmmm.”
“And like this when you come!” She pushed the phallus deep and hard into my rectum.
“Youch!”
She pulled the phallus out of my bottom.
“It’s made you all stiff, so it did not hurt that much?”
“No, it was nice, different sort of nice.”
“Yes, that’s what I think.”
“Kneel on the floor please.”
I rolled off her lap and knelt down.
“I will be right back, Willy needs a wash before we continue.” She headed for the bathroom. She was back a few moments later with the clean phallus.
“I need to do my Kegal exercises, you can watch.”
She sliped the phallus into her minge, then she lay back and closed her eyes. I could hear her counting under her breath. After a while she opened her eyes. She looked down at me.
“Still stiff?”
“Very!”
“I am up to fifty, but I think I need a real penis to squeeze against, come here.”
I struggled to my feet, it was not easy with my hands cuffed behind my back, no way to push up. I went over to her. She pulled the lever on the chair and it rolled back into it’s reclining position. She draped her legs over each arm. She lay open and exposed.
She held my penis in her hand and guided me into her. Warm and wet. Tight. She wrapped her legs around my hips holding me tight, preventing me from moving.
“You count when I squeeze.”
SQUEEZE.
“One!”
“Fifty one, silly boy, start again.”
SQUEEZE
“Fifty one.”
SQUEEZE
“Fifty two.”
SQUEEZE
“Fifty three.”
We got up to sixty five.”
“If I give you some slack you could thrust as I squeeze.” She released her grip around my hips.
Thrust
SQUEEZE
“Sixty six.”
“Do you think we will get to one hundred without you coming?”
“NO!”
“Neither do I, never mind.”
Thrust.
SQUEEZE
“Sixty seven.”
Somewhere in the high seventies I lost control and thrust hard into her, as my orgasm took control. She wrapped her legs around me and held me tight against her, she carried on squeezing her minge on my cock. With each squeeze a jolt of bitter sweet pain made me cry out as my cock had become super sensitive.
Ignoring my cries she continued to squeeze, counting all the way up to one hundred. Then she ground her clit against me and thrust up to me, taking her own pleasure. Her minge went into spasm and I felt the muscles fluttering in rapid spasm as she reached her orgasm. She gasped and moaned as the pleasure rushed over her, her face and neck flushed red.
Her legs went limp, as did my cock, and I slid away from her collapsing on the floor. After a few moments she reached down and released my hands.
“Was that nice?”
“Yes, wonderful.”
“And next time we have ‘bottom’ sex you’re going to be gentle?”
“Yes, I will be gentle.”
“Would you like to do more Kegal exercises another time, I think having you inside really helps.”
“Yes please, I liked helping.”
She got up. “I think you need another shower, I definitely need one, come on.”
She headed for the bathroom.
“Bring Willy, he’s waterproof, I might find a use for him in the shower.”
I picked up the phallus and followed her into the bathroom.
What could she possibly mean…
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My cat is a monster too :p