By Coy Pink

Come on

In the shower, an errant drop of conditioner on my breast transported my thoughts back to an evening in the past, an evening when Alec’s cum dripped from my breasts. What led up to that point, I do not remember. I do, however, know I asked for it and waited expectantly for my request to be granted. When it was, I grinned like a child on Christmas morning.

I wasn’t always a fan of being cum upon. I can see now that my opinion of this activity was colored by my perception of guys coming on girls in porn and probably by the type of porn where I saw this happen. To me it seemed expected. The scenes I saw appeared very contrived (as I’m sure most porn is) and to be following a formula: girl sucks guy’s dick, they fuck for a while, and then he unceremoniously comes on her face, breasts, etc. while the girl looks on with an expression of either boredom or “hurry up and get this over with.” None of that excited me in the least. In fact, it almost pissed me off. I could not imagine wanting a man to come on me. However, it seems that when I form an opinion about something that I WILL NOT DO EVER, I am, at some point, faced with a situation that challenges my thinking. What changed my mind? Reading about and seeing porn clips where women actually *gasp* enjoyed having someone come on them. When I witnessed someone that experienced pleasure from having a load of cum shots across her breasts, I had my eyes opened to the possibility that maybe I, too, would enjoy that.

Then came the hard (for me) part: convincing my husband that I actually wanted him to come on me. After years of having sex and never engaging in this activity and hearing my disdain for the contrived facial and breast cum shots in porn, how was I going to persuade Alec that I now wanted him to come on me? My memory is a bit hazy but I believe that I found a video clip that I found appealing, showed it to him, and commented, “I want to do that.” Being the pleaser that he is, Alec obliged me (the convincing part was *way* easier than I imagined). I think the first time was a bit awkward. Perhaps he was wondering if I truly believed this was hot. Maybe he wasn’t totally into it. Either way, he gave me what I asked for and I loved it. I believe that my appreciation for his cooperation showed through because he was willing to grant me repeat performances. Lucky me!

Having Alec come on me isn’t something we do often, but when it is incorporated into our play, I find it amazingly hot. I’m glad that I am open to changing my opinions and beliefs about things. Allowing my attitudes to shift and not stubbornly holding onto the “way I’ve always done it” has opened some seriously sexy doors for me.

 

 

 

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