Jill & Me: an Update (M/F, F-Dom, romantic) | 2016

EDIT: Here are the previous stories of my time with Jill, in chronological order: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Hey GWS, sorry I've been gone so long! Some pretty weird shit went down recently. I'll give you the update first, which contains no sex, but if you want to skip ahead, look for the *****.

Turns out Jill (not her real name, of course) infrequently uses Reddit for porn and found my stories on GWS and recognized them. The odds are crazy miniscule, and I was honestly convinced that one of my friends told her about it, but after all the dust has settled it seems like it was just a crazy coincidence.

Anyway, she felt conflicted about it, but emailed me and then we called and we talked for a really long time and it was amazing to catch-up; felt like we hadn't missed a beat. But then she decided to tell her husband about the stories, out of a desire to be open and honest with him. Apparently that went okay, until he discovered a comment I wrote where I mentioned wishing I could have a threesome with Jill and my wife. Guess he's kinda the jealous type, and the SHIT HIT THE FAN.

I got a lot of threatening calls and emails and bullshit. My wife wanted me to take the stories down, and I refused out of my own indignation and stubbornness that I didn't want to give into this guy that was being an asshole (I had never made a move on Jill since she and I parted ways years ago). So then my wife and I got into a fight. He found my wife's email and started emailing her bullshit, so then she got even more angry with me.

Lucky for me, my wife and I like to work out our issues by fucking, and while it's been a stressful two months, I can't complain in the sex department... I don't think we went more than a day without fucking this whole time.

Anyway, Jill called me and my wife a couple of weeks ago when she realized exactly what her husband was doing. Apparently he has anger issues, and this was the straw that broke the camel's back. She told me not to delete the stories, that she loves reading them, and basically convinced my wife to forgive me for the headaches, that it wasn't my fault.

Now for those of you that waited patiently through all that no-sex update crap, Jill told me she wants me to write up one particular story that is dear to her:

*****

While we were still relatively early in our relationship, Jill and I were busy exploring different kinks out of a desire to see if anything sparked. Jill in particular had lived a pretty sheltered existence before me, and while we both knew that we liked it when I dominated her, she wanted to find out what it was like to dominate me. And I knew that I had a fetish for a particular kind of dom-sub relationship, which is god/goddess worship. So one weekend we arranged for Jill to be my goddess and I her dutiful priest.

In order to properly worship a goddess, one has to give a sacrifice, which in this case was my ability to orgasm. I spent an entire weekend bathing her, feeding her, dressing her, always looking away with head bowed, praying for her, and when we were home I was always naked and could never touch my cock. I've never been so achingly hard in my life before or since.

On Sunday night, as our weekend was drawing to a close, I had devotionally bathed Jill, dried her off, and laid her on the bed. I hand-fed her a dinner I'd spent all day cooking. After she had her fill she told me it was my turn to eat, and pulled my mouth to her glorious tit. I thanked my Goddess profusely and clasped my lips softly to her nipple, licking and sucking gently as her breathing quickened. She grabbed my head and pushed her other breast between my lips. When she'd had her fill of that, she physically guided my mouth around her body: her neck, her cleavage, her armpits, her ribs, her stomach, her thighs. I licked up and down the full lengths of her amazing legs and sucked on her feet.

I saw her eyes sparkle and tentatively she lifted her legs up and brought my face between them. I could see her glistening pussy, and my tongue lolled out excitedly, but instead she started to push the angle of my face lower, to her freshly-cleaned anus. Later, she told me she was certain I was about to scream the safeword. Instead, I stiffened my tongue and lovingly twisted it around her pucker. Her whole body gyrated and I'd rarely heard her moan as excitedly as I licked her ass thoroughly before she slid her ass down and my tongue connected with her clit. Her legs clamped around my head and she screamed as she orgasmed in a long wave, causing the neighbor to pound his fist on the wall.

Finally, she released my head and gasped for air.

"Well done, priest," she smiled.

I kept my eyes on her pussy. "Thank you, thank you, my Goddess," I whispered, a little hoarse.

She grabbed my chin and locked eyes with me. "Now, your reward."

She pulled me forward and slid her tits around my cock. I'd like to say that we had an amazing titfuck session right then, but I immediately blew my load in one of the largest orgasms I'd ever had. I knew that we were roleplaying, but it felt, in that moment, like I'd been allowed to rest my cock between a Goddess' glorious breasts, and the pleasure was incredible. Not to mention, since I hadn't cum in over three days, I spilled buckets all over her.

She started laughing as she saw how much I'd come, all over her tits, her neck, her chin, dripping puddles onto the bed. Her laughter was infectious and I started laughing too, falling on top of her; the spell of our roleplay was broken, but the spell of our love was far more intoxicating. We held each other and laughed and laughed while lying in my sticky cum for what seemed like ages.