Water

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black & white image of alpine water running over rocks

I think there is a saying about leading a horse to water and getting it to drink…

I’m not a horse (I am, in fact, a dragon); if you lead me to water I’ll certainly drink it all in.

More likely than not, however, I’ll be doing the leading. And when it comes to life’s waters, I’m quite likely to wade right in. (Which is easiest when the waters are calm.) (And right now they are.)

Post-Surgery Day 40: First Hike

Lifting Restrictions

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He’s feeling better.

His lifting restrictions are still in place: He’s still not supposed to push/pull/twist/lift more than 10 pounds.

Nor is he supposed to breathe in dust/pollen/air-pollutants-stirred-by-yardwork.

But he feels… better.

Good, even.

Not quite normal (“Have you ever been ‘normal’?” I ask) but on a trajectory towards that inexact descriptor.

So, due to the much-improved state of his Frankentummy, and my blergh opinion of mowing the lawn (‘mow’ is not quite the right word for what I do to the grass; ‘chop’ would be more accurate, or perhaps ‘truncate’ — a lawn manicurist, I am not), we have mutually decided to lift his restrictions and that today — pushing the self-propelled machine *forward* only, and wearing a construction-style dust mask — he will mow the lawn.

“It’s supposed to be nice outside,” I tell him. “So I’m going to sit on the deck and supervise you while you mow.”

“Wait…” he says. “You’re going to sit on my dick while I mow…?”

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Interlude

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He’s a little unsteady, but you’re not, so he anchors himself to your sway, forehead pressed to yours as you stand face to face, his flesh flexing hot against your palm, his fingertips holding to your shoulders as you stroke – gentle, slow – and when his exhale is shakier than his knees you pull him forward by the cock, lower yourself to kiss his twitching tip and wrap your lips around his length, press your handhold to his hips, and orchestrate the symphony of his groans.

“Don’t clench your abdomen.” You say it and he knows it’s not a request.

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Elust #119

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Photo courtesy of Floss Does Life

Welcome to Elust 119

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #120? Start with the rules, come back June 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

Poly wobbles

Friendly Concern

Unmentionable

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

Breakthrough

Wait Silently

~Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

Sensual Indulgence, Familiar and New

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