Your dick between my butt cheeks

Image by the brilliant Stuart F Taylor

Yeah, this post is literally just going to be 500 words of appreciation for your dick between my butt cheeks. Someone found my blog recently via this search term and I was horrified – HORRIFIED – that I have not yet described, in detail, the glory of this sensation.

I love that his dick gets hard while he’s asleep. And I love – despite the heat and the sweat and the restrictiveness of it – the way he throws his arms around me in that half-awake/half-asleep state at 10am on a Saturday morning. His skin is soft and his mind is blank and all he has is instinct. His instinct tells him: put this here.

His dick between my butt cheeks.

I love the rigidity of it, and the contrast between hard cock and soft skin. The way it nestles neatly there, lying warm and snug in the crack.

I like squirming and squiggling against it – brushing the softness of my bum against his cock, and feeling it give and twitch.

I love the fact that he responds when I do this – whether he’s awake or asleep – with a little extra nudge, pushing it more firmly in between my cheeks as he wraps his arms more tightly around me.

It’s not necessarily a sexual thing. Just because we do it with our junk, doesn’t mean it’ll lead to a fuck.

And it doesn’t necessarily have to be hard either – the softness of his cock, when he’s flaccid, still tucks neatly up against my arse. It still forms a warm and comforting presence for me to squirm against. There’s a delight, I think, in not quite knowing until I wriggle, exactly how soft or hard it might be.

In the evenings, this gesture – the poke and the wriggle – might occasionally lead to sex. As we tumble into bed smelling of toothpaste and the end of the day, him pressing his boner into the crack of my arse might lead to more than just squirming: his fingers pinching my nipples and me reaching behind to give it a tight squeeze. Wet cunts and wanking and eventually a goodnight fuck.

But in the mornings, it’s not a tool for fucking, just a nice thing that’s solidly there. A reminder that he’s with me, and holding me and close to me. He presses his erection into me for the same reason he texts me to let me know that he’s on the train home from work. It’s like a smack on the bum if he walks past me while I’m cooking, or the kisses I give him on the back of his neck if I bring him coffee while he’s focused on work.

That gentle push of his dick into the crack of my arse, and the squiggle I do in response: it’s not always hot or horny – sometimes it’s comfort and home.

7 Comments

  • As a penis owner I like the reciprocal sensation as well. A soft big butt is like the perfect place to park my morning erection. Else it would just stand there in the air (or rather in my shorts). That just feels weird. So I snuggle up and press my dick against her and it usually leads to half-awake morning sex followed by a grilled cheese sandwich.

    • Girl on the net says:

      You *already* had me sold at ‘big soft butt’, topped it off with ‘sex’, then with ‘grilled cheese sandwich’ you thoroughly tipped me over the edge <3

  • Helmut Schitt says:

    Gotta be careful – I got candida balanitis that way

  • OxyfromSg says:

    I love blogs like this that are just a pure description of the love of one pure thing.

  • zoppertj says:

    I can agree whole heartedly with the sentiments here. I love snuggling up close and feeling that crack on my penis, hard or soft. Arms wrapped around and dozing. Of course me twitching and throbbing may be distracting to her slumber but there is a comfort there. I’ve never talked to her about it but if she thinks like you then emotionally I’m in heaven.

  • Tom says:

    Just brilliant

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