Strap-On Play ~ Sometimes You Just Have to Laugh!

Turtles

Well it started out hot, passionate and romantic! I had company over but they had left for the night, not to be back until morning. My delicious slave and I decided we were in the mood for some great D/s play but in wisdom decided to play in my bedroom and not the living room if by chance my company decided to return unexpectedly.  A little hard to explain and quickly shuffle out of the living room a naked man, (as beautiful as he is), bound and me found in mid strike to his ass with the riding crop! :)

So the bedroom it was, and the electricity, passion and erotic tension was building beautifully. His beautiful ass was just beginning to blush when we both heard the front door open!  We both dove to shut my bedroom door. I laughing and he suspended in humilation and shock at the possibility of being seen! "Quiet!" I laughingly commanded.  And again we proceeded in regaining the mood ever conscious of my visitor only being a wall away.

Strap-On play was the goal of the night and the tension and mood was quickly returning. I had just purchased a new dildo, larger than what he was use to, but feeling confident he could accommodate it. Me with harness and new dildo ready, my slave positioned himself on my bed, on his bound wrists, knees spread and ass in the air waiting. :)  I knew he was keenly aware of the visitor in the next room and wanted to remain as quiet as possible.

Slowly I prepared his tight opening with my lubed fingers, the lube cool on his skin but his tight canal welcoming my touch and probing. Then I slowly stroked his ass cheeks, his shaft and balls increasing his pleasure. As I gently and with great care started to insert my new toy into his canal I was meeting with resistance.

"Relax." I leaned against the small of his back and whispered toward his hearing. "Relax." As I stroked his cheeks and used my fingers to open him more. I started to insert again and heard faint whispers coming from his turned head.  But couldn't make out what he was saying.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No. I'm ok." But I could see a worried look spreading across his face.

"Maybe I should use the other one." I suggested. Getting concerned...knowing we could try some other time.  He shook his head, so I proceeded to maneuver the dildo further.

"Awwww." I heard him release quietly.

"You ok?" I asked, then heard him whisper something but couldn't make it out.

Three times I had him repeat it when I finally heard him say with a strain..."Too big!"

Call me cruel, but I broke out laughing!  Something about this strong alpha male, bound by the wrists, trying to muffle his moans in the sheets to not be heard, then finally releasing, "Too big!" struck me so funny!

I slowly and gently removed the dildo from his canal and told him to stay put while I changed dildos.  I was determined to have his ass that night! When I returned from the bathroom with the dildo I knew he could take, he was laying on his side in a fetal position on the bed. I'm sorry men, but that struck me funny again!  I started to laugh so hard, and feeling bad for him, I released his wrists from the rope.

I told him to lie on his back. My favorite way to take him. I like fondling his cock and balls in between pounding that lovely ass. Then watching the expressions on his face... Mmmmm. I thought for sure this would get me back into the right mood. I was wrong!

As I started to slide the smaller dildo into him I could feel the laughter starting to bubble out of my throat. The look on his face was ease, knowing he could take this one, but that was not what got me laughing again! He is the most humble slave, loving, considerate, willingly accommodating  the kinky requests I have for him with not much thought for himself. He has truly put his safety in my hands.

So here he was, calm, at ease, lying on his back, legs up and spread, his hands holding his thighs in place, eyes closed, waiting .... just surrendered and waiting.  He looked so precious to me and then I laughed as a picture came to my mind of a turtle on his back unable to move.  I lost it at that point! The laughter started to roll out of me, all the while he is trying to get me to be quiet because of my visitor.  I no longer cared!!!!  All I could see was this gorgeous turtle before me surrendered!!!!

He started laughing also as I finally was able to verbalise what I was seeing as snot ran out of my nose onto his chest, my body heaving back and forth and tears now running down my face.

Yep!  No turning back now!  The moment of passion was long passed and we ended the night in each others arms, with intermittent laughter over turtles.  His new nickname now!

I love the look on his face! Priceless!