Anti-depressant

Half-Nekkid Thursday photo The square over my face kinda ruins it, but alas we do not live in an entirely sex-positive world where my sharing my nakedness would be looked upon favorably by all!

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We cuddled in bed, naked, as we often do. I love to feel the warmth of him up against me. I run my fingers through his chest hair and feel relaxed. For a change, we also ended up cuddling with me scooted up the bed a bit and his face pressed against my cleavage. It was nice to stroke his hair as he nestled his face between my breasts. The warmth of another human body can be so comforting.

I wasn’t sure if we were going to do more than cuddle. He wasn’t feeling like fucking, but he did suggest a sybian ride. As much as I love the sybian, I was more in a magic wand sort of mood. So he had me get the wand set up,  get an insertable (I chose my glass dildo) and some lube. He toyed with the magic wand against my nipples, and thankfully it was a time when it felt good. (Sometimes the vibration is too much when my nipples are feeling extra sensitive.) He tried something new, and licked my nipple as he held the vibe right by his tongue. The sensation of a velvety tongue and vibration brought a smile to my face instantly. It wasn’t just arousing, it was a sensation that made me feel just plain good.

He teased my body with the vibrating wand. He’d push it against my clit and get me worked up and breathing heavy. But then he would move it to my thighs or my breasts. He worked me over for quite a while. I appreciate the fact that he went out of his way to do this since I had been dealing with depression. He knew that this attention and the subsequent orgasms would help.

He teased me for what seemed like a long while. He put the wand down momentarily and lubed up the glass dildo. He slid it into me and fucked me with it – I was panting instantly. I could have come from just that. He teased me some more with the wand, holding the dildo inside me. I so wanted to come. He alternated between the wand and the dildo – working me up into a right lather.

I was nearly going to break down and beg for permission to come, but then he gave me the command to come. And come I did – over and over and over again. The feel-good chemicals were coursing through my body – I tingled from head to toe. Depression had no hope of holding onto me with MasterDoc making me feel so good. Afterward, I was in such an amazing post-orgasmic haze. I had a stupid grin on my face and I cuddled up to him. I’m going to miss him so this week, but I will be popping by his place a few times to exercise, so at least I will get to stop by the apartment that holds so many fond memories for me.