We’re slowly returning to normal. I’m no longer sleeping 16 hours a day. My nose is still stuffy and I woke Mrs. Lion last night when I had a coughing fit. She’s still tired. We managed to snuggle last night. I was up for some genital attention but she was too tired. Not a problem. I’m happy that my libido has shown its horny little head again.
As a result of this cold, I’ve been home for over a week. I’ve had clothes on for less than an hour since last Monday. They went on Sunday so I could go to the store to get a prescription refilled. It’s been about a month since my last waxing. There is visible hair, but it is thinner and not nearly as visible as it was before Mrs. Lion started waxing me. I hope we’ll be up to waxing this weekend.
We’ve been steadily expanding our smart home. If one of us looses our voice, we could be in big trouble. Our lights, thermostat, waxing equipment, and dungeon heater are all controlled by Amazon Echos. We have seven. At her command, the dungeon heater starts, the wax melters go on, and an hour later off we go. I wonder when Mrs. Lion will command me the same way she does Alexa? You know, “Lion , get hard. Lion, fetch coffee.” Just teasing.
Because I was so far under the weather, the first erection I’ve had in a week was last night. It wasn’t stimulated by Mrs. Lion, it was just a random boner. It was very welcome. I was getting worried that something organic was going on. I tend to be very protective of my erections. Since Mrs. Lion;’s libido disappeared, I worry the same will happen to mine.
I’ve thought about this from time to time. I rationalized that if my libido goes away, I won’t miss sex. My libido took a vacation when I was sick. I missed it terribly. So much for that theory. For the record, it’s been eight days since my last ejaculation. It was a full orgasm. I’m not whining. Yesterday was the first time I was even mildly interested.
Since we’re catching up on sexual stuff, let’s look at the status of ruined (broken) orgasms. Mrs. Lion gave me four of them from November 1 to November 14. She’s gotten very very good at delivering them. For the record, they were fun for me. They’ve proven useful for her. Since broken orgasms are acceptable, she doesn’t have to worry about pushing me too hard when she edges me. As a result, each edging session is a sweat producing trip to the edge of ejaculation.
Over the years, Mrs. Lion had backed off from pushing me too hard because she believed I hated ruined orgasms. I thought I hated them too. But I don’t. The combination of extreme edging and ruined orgasms is really hot. When she finally gave me a full orgasm, I wasn’t especially thrilled. Don’t get me wrong. It was great. But I was having big fun with the ruined ones as well.
You’d think that after all these years of enforced chastity and sex play that nothing would be new. This is. I think she likes it too. She can practice pushing me further and further. She’s learning to read my reactions better than I can. At this point, I’m only aware that I’m going to ejaculate after she’s pushed me over the edge. Even then, I’ve been surprised when semen starts to flow.
I think Mrs. Lion has missed our play as much as I have. She’s emailed me that she has fun plans for tonight if we are both up to it. I hope we are!