In Writing

Laying in bed last night,  I told her that I'd be willing to put my submission to her with regard to cumming, in writing. 

She said,  "I'd like that. I can put it in my safe."

I  got up a little early this morning and penned my submission,  including benefits and reasons for breaking the written submission.  I  signed and dated my document and gave it to my wife/mistress. My time and place of ejaculation now belongs solely to her. 

Only medical,  death, or mutual agreement can end this written submission.  She has made the following promises to me regarding any allowed orgasms: the first one will be quickly followed by a second. Both events are to be taken as one cumming event. Reason: I don't gain much pleasure from the first one, as it feels more like I am pissing cum. The second one soon afterwards is quite pleasurable and she wants me to enjoy an occasional climax.

She says I'll get one event, randomly placed in each month. She picks when....and where: pussy, mouth or body shot. I must then clean up the mess I've made. Cream pie, body shot or snowballed from her mouth. I'll enjoy any situation....but especially the cream pie, feasting on my cup and her pussy at the same time!

Currently, I'm 30 days into this marathon.  I've requested that I skip the event for the month of August, making me wait a full 2 months. She's agreeable to the suggestion but it still remains her decision.  Either way I win; keep edging in denial, fucking her often without drugs and their side effects or eating a yummy pussy pie full of my thick creamy cum. 

The most important part of this is her acceptance of my submission and her use of my now, always rigid and ready erect member. She uses it well too, and often. At 57, I'm pleased to forgo orgasms in order to enjoy the extreme pleasure of fucking her very tight 40 year old pussy. 


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