The other night I pulled on a shirt that smelled of sweat and sex and realised that I finally had a setting for my bi cis guy and queer trans guy orgasm denial scene. Or more accurately, what fun it would be to play with the morning after that scene, when one of them still really wants an orgasm but can’t resist teasing their dom anyway by wearing his shirt.
Recently – while dissecting a morning fuck over breakfast crêpes – I thanked my fuck buddy for the glorious head he’d given me. His response surprised me. He told me that he thought that I needed oral sex that morning, that I needed to lie back (or sit on his face) and let him pleasure me. He was right, it was exactly what I needed – but I’m not good at lying back and ‘accepting’ oral.