Scintillectually Yours

Ah, Ang (our Sweltering Celt) have you no mercy??? Here we are with yet another MFM assignment that caused my head to bleed with the effort of it all…and finally…it became effortless. Role Reversal.

I have to admit that I felt a little silly fussing with the snaps and straps of soft black leather. Finally convinced that all was secure, I stepped in front of the full length mirror and put my hand to my mouth, giggling uncontrollably at the sight of this unwieldy piece of silicone jutting out of my crotch. I turned sideways and laughed harder. Yanked on it a few times, struck a couple of poses, tried to find some small iota of masculinity within me that could pull this off. Nada. Nothing. Zilch. Eh, what the hell…nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

I walked down the hall, this…cock…bouncing ungainly between my legs. When I opened the door, all humor left me at the sight of her eyes widening in absolute horror. I had left her there, tied spread-eagled to my bed. I thought we’d do a little mindfuck. Something playful and silly. Yet, when I saw her there, so defenseless, so open, so…so vulnerable…I felt something change within me. I felt the need to use this thing, this power, this control.

I had given her a safe word. I knew she would let me know if anything I did was not in her best interest. She never said a word as I mounted the bed. I no longer felt silly. I no longer felt girly. I positioned myself over her chest, my legs to each side and grabbed my cock. “Suck it.”

Her eyes grew ever wider. She shook her head from side to side and tried to avoid the 8″ shaft that was moving ever closer to her mouth. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head up while shoving my dick in her face. “I said SUCK IT!” I expected that safe word, I was ready to stop the second she said it. She didn’t. She opened her mouth, tentatively at first, and touched the tip of her tongue to the tip of my cock. I shuddered. I had heard about the mental game—the butch understanding of owning your dick—but having no desire in that direction I never thought I’d experience a physical sensation from something that was not attached to me. I watched the head disappear into her mouth as she shut her eyes tightly. I relaxed my hold on her hair as my hips began to grind of their own accord. I could feel the weight of the balls hitting my clit with every downstroke. My wetness uncontained. I had this overwhelming need to be inside her and knew this would be a first for both of us.

“I want to fuck you.” I breathed. She nodded. Moving farther down the bed I positioned myself over her open legs and grasping my cock in my right hand I moved my fist against the absolute wet that poured forth in unspoken want. In the second that my cock plunged into her cunt, I felt inside out, upside down, backward…nothing was as it should be…I was always the one on the receiving end, that girl underneath, that mouth wide open. And in the second that my cock plunged into her cunt…I felt…just…right.