Your Ring On My Finger

We were the good kind of drunk
We had the rare gift of
time and privacy
My room was dark
other than the light
from the hallway
And I had broken off
the two nails
on the middle fingers
of my right hand
earlier that week
So when your cock was
in my mouth
And you put my hand
on your balls
and said
Touch me here baby
my short nailed fingertip
touched you
In a place I had never
touched you
before
I kept it there
waiting
for your reaction
You sucked in a breath
But didn't pull away so
I pushed in
just a little
And you groaned
I looked up at you and said,
is this ok?
And you said yes, baby
but wait
So I stopped
And you said
Kiss me first
So I did
And you reached for the lube
And squirted it all over my finger
And I smiled
And crawled back down your body
And wrapped my lips
around your tip
And you were so excited
I could already taste you
My slippery finger slid into you easily
And you stayed relaxed for me
You let me in
I had to fight myself to stay
slow and steady
In
And
Out
And pay attention for
any sign that I should
stop
even though
I wanted
to absolutely
wreck you
But I stayed focused
on you and
What I was doing
what you were feeling
how you were responding
I wrapped my left hand
around the base of your cock
Swirled and sucked and twisted
just the way you like it
while sliding
just my fingertip
In
And
Out
You were tight around my knuckle
But soft and silky inside
In
And
Out
Each time a little further
A little faster
And then I felt it
Two knuckles deep
The spot that felt
different
And just as I
wondered
if it was
the right spot
you began to
Curse
Pant
Groan
So I started
pushing
against it
and rubbing
and teasing
that spot
all the while
continuing to suck
and swirl
and lick
and twist
And then
I felt you
tighten
around my finger
And I felt you
swell
in my mouth
And your groans
turned into
begging and
you started to shake
and flail
And then you
grabbed my head
with both hands
pushed your cock
to the back of my throat
and held me there
as you strained
and babbled
and lost control
And I continued moving
my finger
inside of you
And you held
your cock
Inside of me
And I felt you
tense up
in me
and around me
and you came
all at once
down my throat
gasping
and roaring
and shuddering
I stayed perfectly still
until you let go of my head
I slid my finger
out of you and
slid my mouth
off of you
at the same time
Your breathing was
ragged
Your heart beating
so damn fast
I crawled up your body
smiling
And asked
Was that ok?
Did I do it right?
And you chuckled and said
Fuck yeah
And I said
has anyone
done that to you before?
And you said
No
Who would do that?
And I laughed
because she
absolutely wouldn't
So I said, only me
And you said
yes baby
Only you
And I said good
No one else touches you
there.
That's mine.
And you laughed and
Smacked my ass
and said
Ditto
I love having things that are
just ours.
I love being your first for things
Especially things
that she would and will never do
I love that you let me try things
I've never done before
I love when we
explore
new things together
And I loved
having a part of me
inside
a part of you
I have wanted
for years
to have your ring
around my finger
It was a different kind
of ring
on a different finger
But in some ways
it means something
just as intimate
maybe even more
And even though
the other kind of
ring
will look better
on a finger with
long nails
I think
from now on
I'll keep my nails
short
for you