I am tired of snow. There, I said it. Yes, I know we’ve only had it for a few days. No, I haven’t had to shovel much. No, I don’t have to go anywhere except for picking up prescriptions. Yes, we have enough food. No, I am not looking forward to the possible six inches we could get on Thursday. Yes, I need to shovel things out better before then. Blech!
Luckily, Lion and I can keep ourselves occupied while we’re snowed in. We have TV and internet. Of course, I can play with him, which keeps us warm in these frigid temperatures. Last night, I looked for the plastic clothespins, but I couldn’t find them on short notice. The wooden ones had to suffice. I don’t know how many I put on him, but they got the ball rolling. When I got them off, I retrieved the Magic Wand, but it had no charge. It’s been a while since we used it, and I thought it would be fun. Oh well. I’ll have to charge it.
In the absence of the Magic Wand, I asked Lion if he wanted oral attention. He did. I got him all hot and bothered and to the edge quite a few times before I asked him an interesting question. I don’t know what made me think about it. I certainly hadn’t planned on it, but I wondered if he’d like his birthday fuck last night. He was hard enough. I don’t know if he was surprised or not. Of course, he wanted it. If he had turned me down, would I ever ask again? (I would.)
I took a minute to find some lube. He said I shouldn’t need much. I wasn’t wet at all. I figured I’d need quite a bit. Let me first say that it’s been a very long time since I climbed on top of him. Let me also say that I am not the most flexible person in the world. As a matter of fact, I am far less coordinated than I used to be. Perhaps I should have thought about these things before I offered to go Lion riding. It did not go well. I fell over, just trying to straddle him. (Stop laughing.) I couldn’t manage to get him in the hole. He couldn’t manage to get himself in the hole. After a few minutes of fumbling, he was losing his erection anyway. What a comedy of errors!
Here are my take-aways: Thank goodness I’d edged him before I made the ill-fated attempt to ride him. At least it wasn’t the prize he’d been waiting all night for. I think some stretching and limbering up are required for the next try. And we both got a good laugh out of the ordeal.