Yesterday was December 21. That, of course, is the date Mrs. Lion set for her orgasm. After snuggling and touching her for a while, my fingers wandered south and found her clitoris. She was a little damp, but not in heat. However, a few minutes of playing with her clit and moving fingers inside her, she became very wet. It was truly fun getting her more and more excited until she had an explosive orgasm. Simply wonderful! Afterward, she confessed that every muscle in her body tightened in that massive orgasm. Great!
She said she was toying with the idea of letting me set her orgasm calendar’s next date. But then, she said, she knew I would set it for tomorrow and she isn’t ready for that. She’s right. I may not have set it for tomorrow, but almost certainly the day after. So she decided it would be best if she kept control of both calendars. She then set her next orgasm date for December 26, only five days away. Excellent!
As I moved my fingers inside her, I kept wanting to say that I had something that fit much better. Unfortunately, that was locked securely in the Jail Bird. I was feeling a bit grumpy that I couldn’t join the fun. She pointed out that I had been played with yesterday. I responded that I didn’t get an orgasm. She smiled and said yesterday wasn’t the 24th. Feminine logic. Suddenly, my spontaneous lioness is a slave to the calendar. My cage was filled to overflowing with my chubby. Oh well.
Actually, I am secretly glad that I was locked up. So much of the time is dedicated to turning me on and occasionally letting me come. I truly like that I could devote my full attention to Mrs. Lion. I love making her come. The only problem with doing it is that I want to come too. That’s not really a problem. I know I will get my turn sooner or later. In the meantime I am smiling broadly knowing that I gave Mrs. Lion a great big orgasm. I’m proud of myself.
