[tongue+groove] From vanilla to spumoni

[Tongue+groove]

Helping her tidy up for some guests today. I always do housework naked. I don’t understand how anyone can wear clothes while doing housework. Any way I was folding a lap quilt and I could feel it brush my thighs, stomach and my balls some. Penis? Where’s my penis? Why can’t I feel the soft fleece?

Oh yeah, phantom penis syndrome again.

On another note she’s been teasing me with food. She loves to cook and she keeps reminding me she’s making enchiladas and all the fixings for Mexican. Something about Mexican food makes her horney. For breakfast she made me an omelet with all the goodie’s when she brought it to me she says: sometimes it’s good for me to ‘serve’ you.

Something is up her sleeve. Trying not to get too anticipatory.

[Tongue+groove]

Quick emergency post. Our guest (these people are a second set of parents to me) are 5 minutes away. She come to me with a bold piece of ribbon and a smile.

Me: what are you thinking
Her still smiling

I just drop my pants and she ties it on. It’s such a big bow that it’s hanging out of my g string. Life has returned to mr. Wanky he’s alive again.

Her: I thought you might like something hanging today.

Good thing it’s cold enough I have on long John’s.

[Tongue+groove]

We started a new puzzle last night. Just chatting and spending time together. She noticed that I seemed a little anxious. I didn’t think anything of it I thought we were just sharing time together. Somewhere in there she mentioned demerits. I didn’t respond very well and told her I was tired of hearing about demerits, that if she was going to mention them then there needs to be a list or some sort of guidelines.

The result was one item on the list and she says , you do so well around here that i really can’t find anything reasonable to put on the list. I reply Then put something unreasonable.

Her: it sounds to me like you are wanting me to administer some discipline.

Me: well I’m sorry, I do crave it sometimes.

Her: then we better take care of it. Just know that I may take you to a point where I might leave a mark.

Me: that’s new, I won’t complain. I know this is difficult for you to do, I’m proud of you.

She bound me over the sex wedge and let me thoroughly have it. She was different this time. She was very serious. She used the walnut paddle the fuzzy tickler and the riding crop. I knew at one point the crop was making its mark for sure. When she finished she massaged my warmth and even commented on the color and warmth. Then she left me there bound to absorb what just happened. I’m not sure how long I was there but this morning I noticed she got a lot of puzzle done.

When she returned she unbound me and I rolled to my back. Out of no where she latched on to my nipple sucking and biting while pinching the other one. I immediately went into a wave of neo’s at one point I lost all control and the orgasm wouldn’t ease it was almost frightening. I did manage to utter the words, please make it stop. But there really wasn’t anything anyone could have done. I have no doubt this one neo lasted well over a full minute, afterwards I was spent.

Catching my breath and mr. Wanky was swelling and started putting so much pressure on it was painful. With her standing there watching him straining.

Her: oh my he’s really pushing hard. He’s really back swelling trying to get out.

Her verbal commentary drove me nuts as I was already in a euphoric state.

Her: he’s really straining to get out, I think he might make it. Wow there he is he did it he pushed so hard he escaped out the back. My god he’s huge.

OMG an erection Mr. Wanky forced his way out. It felt so amazing, I hadn’t been this hard in ages. He was his proud self again.

She two finger edged me to serious leakage . Doing the start , stop, breathe start again routine I was now totally at her mercy.

Her: I think you’ve had enough, there’s no need to even have a dribbling cum tonight.

As she spooned me and soothed me with my head spinning I confessed the guilt I had for putting her through this. She was so supportive telling me she is beginning to understand my need for this type of treatment. She is happy to be a part of it and is discovering a different part of herself.

This morning over coffee with a clearer head she brought up the discussion of last night. It was a good conversation. She examined my sore nipples and a slight red spot on my bum that was a bit tender. She observed that I was leaking pretty good.

Looking me in the eyes with a smile she said, I think I did a pretty good job on you.

Hugging her I told her how proud I was of her. We just grew a little closer, I hope it never stops.

Today she picked out my shirt that would match her and I’m wearing my white gstring to match her plain white cotton panties.

Sometimes simple is soooo sexy.

[Chosen_Jackal]

I’m so happy for you! You two have an amazing relationship!

[Tongue+groove]

It’s been a rather eventful day already. Mrs. G has been rather frisky it seems. I was organizing my meds and vitamins for the week standing at a counter naked of course. When the following conversation occurred. I told her she would have to make this post since she was so serious about the discussion. She declined and said she would help with remembering her portion instead. Also keep in mind that she has no understanding of the cuckold world so her use of the word ‘bull’ is of no reference to that lifestyle.

Her: my bull sure has nice looking balls. (I’m in the stubby nub and all you can see is balls.)

Me: with hesitation, so you like to look at my balls ?

Her: yes they look nice. Why?

Me: well…. I made a post one time about a theory I had about women would rather look at balls than a penis. Is there some truth to this.

Her: absolutely. Balls are sexy but a dick is invasive. Balls are what gives you testosterone to be the muscly man you are. They provide strength and life. Think about it like this. You go out and look to buy a bull for your cows. Tell me what do you look at? Tell me what is important about that bull? What do you measure?

Me: ok, his balls and semen output.

Her: exactly, the balls are what matters most. Do you measure his dick? No. Why? Because that’s not what matters. It’s all in the balls. Yes the dick delivers the goods but it does so in an intrusive sloppy way and afterwards it just lazily shrivels away.

Me: well, I really can’t argue with that I guess.

So apparently my theory is correct, at least in this house. The next time she desires piv I may tell her she only gets the balls. No I doubt I do that. The fact is she cums quite well from piv.

40 years and I’m just now learning she’s more interested in my balls than mr. Wanky himself.

Learning something new everyday.

[Tongue+groove]

Last night She received a pleasant massage then several properly administered orgasms, then I had the privilege of cleaning her.

As for me, I was the lucky guy who had the opportunity of providing it all. She fell asleep naked while I spooned her.

In reflection this is the second consecutive time that Mr. Wanky has not struggled to get involved. It’s as if he knows he’s not going to be used so he just shrinks back into his snug little environment and takes a nap.

I’m not sure if this is truly a type of mental penis training or the fact that I had an active round of neo’s the previous evening and I’m sexually content with them.

Either way I’m enjoying how we seem to be functioning. What’s more surprising is she seems to be as dedicated to my avoiding the drop as I am. In conversation yesterday she did admit she didn’t want a lifestyle of no piv like some do. I don’t want that either, I do miss being inside her.

The big takeaway from all this is, neither one of us ever realized what the drop was doing to me and how my behavior from it affected her.

Life is good.

[Tongue+groove]

Another ice storm last night so she is home today. Keeping our fingers crossed for the electricity. As long as it stays on I can continue with making trim for the remodeling. Making my first attempt at making my own crown molding. But first my daughter requested some shelves for the upcoming babies room. I am using some crotch walnut I milled about 4 years ago. It has a beautiful marbled surface. I plan to turn pegs for it (to hang pretties on) out of some spalted maple that also came off our farm.

While I work on that Mrs. G will be sewing away her day. She plans to make my Tarzan outfit. Yesterday I received the animal print cheeky undies for her to use for the base. I must say they are ikingsky brand and so comfy. The pouch is smaller than my g strings. This is a good thing as it held my stubby nub nice and firm. Or as it has been so appropriately renamed the ‘mini dome’ by the ever so creative Mr. P.

Keeping the lights on,.

[denied_one]

Or as it has been so appropriately renamed the ‘mini dome’ by the ever so creative Mr. P.

Keeping the lights on,.

The opposite of Mad Max and Thunderdome. Mr Tongue+ and mini-dome

Good thoughts towards your electricity situation today!

[Tongue+groove]

We have been slowly building the demerit list. Simple things really that I take for granted. We each have been adding things to help me be a better man.
Some things I put on the list:

I will always open and close her car door. Yesterday I took her to get some blood work done. It was so exciting having her set and wait until I got out and went around to help her out of my truck. Me and little dog waited patiently on her. As soon as she came out of the building I hustled back to open her door and help her back up into the truck.

Another is she will not put her coat on by herself. After bloodwork we went to breakfast. I helped her off and back on with her coat. I felt so proud to see others watching with various expressions. It was a country cafe where the clients are typically farm people. So there I was in my bibs as usual and camo ball cap and I was treating her like a high end fancy lady.

Why have I been so inconsiderate all these years? I’ve missed out on so much and so has she.

Some items from her:

Don’t leave the dryer lint on the dryer put it in the trash. Im so easily sidetracked.

I always send her off with a hug and kiss but when she gets home I typically pretty occupied. Now she is to always e greeted with a kiss before anything else. This may sound obviously simple, but it will require me to shut down any equipment and stop everything for her. This is a good challenge.


There are other items building. I’m looking forward to treating her like royalty.


Life is good.

[Chosen_Jackal]

I’ve started to open the car door for Red as well. It’s a small thing I appreciate doing for her, but she’s often in a rush or forgets and opens it without me having the chance to get there before her