Jerking me off is a regular household chore - it’s one you enjoy, and find satisfying to do, like cleaning the lint filter, since it leaves you with an easy sense of accomplishment and a job well done. But it has no sexual content to it, even if it superficially resembles sex. Any arousal you might feel while doing it will be hidden away, locked up away, until I release it later. And wake up
She said, “I’m thinking there’s no point in getting a tree this year, if we only get to enjoy it a few days before the trip.”
“Ah-hmm,” I said.
She paused to get another squirt of lube, and spread it evenly over my cock. Then she got right back into her rhythm.
“I would want to get a real one I think, unless we invest in a really good artificial one.”
She was sitting crosslegged on the bed, looking into the middle distance. Her hand was jacking me steadily and forcefully.
In reply, I just gasped.
“I bet those LED lights are really good now. Maybe we could get them to blink in hypnotic patterns! Back home when I was growing up a lot of people still used candles. Some still do! One or two families get burned up every year. Are you getting ready to come?”
I nodded, and I might have squeaked a little.
She reached over and pulled the box of kleenex closer.
As I came, she gave a warm smile.
“Did you know that you can get black trees? Apparently it’s a trend,” she said, as she folded a kleenex and methodically wiped me up. “So next you’re going to start on the bathroom and I’ll do the kitchen?
“And release!” I said.
Her body started shuddering and she moaned. She grabbed onto me and pulled me close as she rode waves of stored up arousal.
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You realize my erection is very uncomfortable, and you’re the only one who can relieve the pressure. It’s urgent that you get me off, to help me to be comfortable again. And wake up
She dove under the sheets, and was immediately pumping me at full speed, the way that makes me come fast. Then I started to hear sounds of her hyperventilating, and whimpering.
“And cancelled completely! Realizing it was an illusion, everything back to normal.”
I pulled her up and cuddled her in beside me. Her breathing started to slow down, but she was shaking a little.
“That got a little too intense eh? I should have added some more words to make it clear I’m okay.”
“I was so scared! I thought it was going to explode…”
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Nothing below your waist is important to pay attention to. Any signals coming from there are just that, signals, and easy to ignore. You might feel some pressure, or like you’re being moved around, but that’s not important either. What’s important is this very absorbing conversation we’re in the middle of, which takes your full attention. And wake up
“So it’s a kind of mushroom pasta?” I said
I was lying on top of her, with my cock all the way inside her. Our faces were about two inches apart.
“Yes, in a cream sauce. I’m using those cremini mushrooms, plus shittake.”
I started fucking her.
“Shittake are the ones with the big caps right?”
“Yeah. I’m going to slice them thin and pan fry in a bit of butter.”
Her face and voice showed no signs of what I was doing.
“Sounds delicious! Do we definitely have onions?”
I started slamming her as hard as I could, only focusing on what felt good to me. There was no change at all in her expression. Her head touched the headboard, and the headboard banged into the wall.
She said, “Yes I think so, there should be a whole extra bag under the sink. Can you cut them? ”
“Yes! Absolutely! HUUUH”
I came inside her, and slumped down on her body.
“You should use your swim goggles!” she said.
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Three scenes from a very specific fetish I just realized I have, within my mind control/hypnosis fetish: sex-that-is-not-sex. That is, where one person doesn’t know they’re having sex. And the other person - me - does. This has been a feature a lot of my favourite porn, but obviously requires incredibly high levels of trust and consent, not to mention hypnotic talent by the bottom, to achieve in real life. I’m the luckiest person ever: my wife doesn't just indulge me in it - it’s her kink too.
