The morning after our deeper exploration in the tub, fresh hunger stirred within me at the thought of binding Ethan even more completely to my care.
He remained lost in sleep, his length resting half-awakened against his thigh, still marked by traces from the night before. I slipped from the sheets briefly to retrieve the discreet package that had arrived the day prior. Inside lay precisely the tool I sought: a sturdy black silicone band with a compact vibrating element nestled at its base. The label promised enhanced blood flow and sustained support—an ideal medical justification.
I returned and settled across his chest, lifting the device into the soft dawn light.
"Time to wake, sweetheart," I murmured, brushing kisses across his lips until his gaze cleared. "Mommy found something to support your recovery. This special band will maintain healthy circulation in restricted areas. The doctor mentioned how casts can limit proper flow down here if neglected. It will keep everything firm… and hold every drop exactly where it belongs for extended stretches."
His arousal responded at once, swelling visibly at the sight.
I shifted lower, tracing my tongue from base to tip until he stood fully alert and glistening. Then, with deliberate tenderness, I stretched the silicone band downward and secured it snugly at the root. I activated the lowest vibration setting. His length darkened immediately, veins prominent, the crown shifting to a rich, heated shade.
"Oh… Lila…" he breathed, hips shifting. "It feels so intense…"
"Exactly as it should," I finished, tone warm yet charged. "Now I can remain joined with you for three full hours without any fade. Medical necessity, love. We're conducting an extended session for vitality. No separation. No release until the very end. Your body will stay locked and pulsing inside me the entire time."
I positioned myself above him, aligned my slick center, and descended in one smooth, complete motion.
The band made him feel noticeably fuller—stretching my walls more insistently while the gentle hum traveled straight through my most sensitive spots. A rich sound escaped me as I settled fully, head tilting back in pleasure.
Then I began to move.
The first hour unfolded in slow, deliberate circles. Hands braced on his chest, my curves swayed freely, my rear shifting softly as I took him to the deepest point. The steady vibration pressed against me with every descent. I reached release twice in those early minutes—gentle, trembling waves that caused my inner muscles to flutter and grip him tightly while I praised him softly. "Perfect, darling… maintain that steady flow for me… you won't soften again."
By the hour's end, pleas had already begun falling from his lips.
"Mommy… please… it's becoming too much…"
"Not yet, love," I soothed, shifting to tiny, teasing rotations. "Two more hours remain. I must ensure everything functions perfectly."
During the second hour I turned to face away, giving him a clear view. I increased the pace—firmer, more rhythmic motions that filled the room with lush sounds. My arousal flowed freely, coating his sac and the band itself, amplifying the vibration. I shattered once more, releasing in warm waves across his stomach and the linens while continuing to move through the intensity.
"Feel that?" I gasped, still rocking steadily. "You've drawn such powerful responses from me. This support keeps you so ready… this is how you'll stay from now on. No need for your hands ever again."
By the third hour he had begun to fracture—trembling, tears tracing his cheeks, voice hoarse with desperation.
I faced him once more, leaning low so my full breasts enveloped his face, and moved with unrestrained hunger. The vibration rose to a stronger setting, pulsing through us both. I crested four additional times—each peak more intense—leaving the bed thoroughly soaked and my body quivering.
In the final minutes he broke completely, sobbing and pleading in a shattered whisper.
I finally reached down, deactivated the device, and drove down fully one last time.
"Release now, sweetheart," I commanded, voice unsteady with my own approaching peak. "Give me everything you've held back."
Ethan's response was overwhelming. The prolonged restriction made his climax erupt with tremendous force—powerful, heavy surges flooding my depths in endless waves. The volume surpassed anything before, spilling out around our joined bodies in thick streams. I shattered alongside him, my body pulsing and drawing forth every drop as I cradled his face and kissed away the tears.
When the storm finally subsided, I remained fully seated, overflowing yet content, the spent band still in place.
I stroked his damp hair, voice returning to gentle affection.
"Excellent circulation, my love. You stayed firm for Mommy for three complete hours. We'll repeat this weekly… and perhaps extend the duration each time."
Even exhausted, his length gave one final, satisfied pulse deep within me.
I smiled and whispered against his lips, "Tomorrow the test arrives. Whether the result is positive or negative… we'll celebrate the same way—deeper and harder than ever."
His eyes fluttered with overwhelmed bliss.
To be continued.
End of the chapter: 12.