I thought we were going to watch a movie tonight. Until she climbed on and whispered “I want to watch you leak tonight instead. Pants off.” Well that instantly made me forget the movie. God, she always knows what to say. Or maybe I’m just that easy but I was hard immediately. Of course, then reality set in: she’s been teasing me for the last 17 days without letting me cum.
“Will you let me cum tonight?” I asked, my pants somehow coming off in a matter of seconds. She climbed back on.
“You never know,” she said, smiling that cute fucking smile I can’t resist.
“But it’s been so lo-,” I started, my words caught as her fingers grabbed me tightly. She leaned in, tickling my ear with her next words.
“Shhhh… enough words tonight, baby. It’s time to feel.”
Her hand began its leisurely ascent before tightening her grip slightly on the way down. A low grunt escaped my lips. My eyes found hers, which were playful, yet sinister. She knew she was in control, and I knew how wet it made her. The more aroused she got, the more ruthless she became. It was a fucking blessing and a curse, I knew that. But when she was like this I could do nothing but throb and moan under her touch. As the stroking continued, the pleasure kept rising. My eyes closed, which is when I felt her other hand grip my balls tightly. My eyes shot open.
“Eyes on me tonight.”
It want a suggestion.
I forced them open. It wasn’t easy as she picked up the pace. As I began leaking (it didn’t take long) she felt it and smiled, knowing when she stroked me with it it made it feel ten times as good, her hands sliding effortlessly up and down.
My attention turned to her slightly bouncing breasts. I leaned forward, still looking at her. She nodded and I began gently teasing her nipples with my tongue, alternating giving each one attention as her stroking picked up the pace. I loved how sensitive her nipples were, often cumming just from nipple teasing alone. I made small circles with my tongue as I felt her thumb graze the spot just below the head of my cock, extracting another drop of precum. I had to be careful now. I was getting dangerously close.
She began writhing on top of me. I could feel the heat of her pussy. Her little moans of “Fuck” signaled she was close already. God, so was I. She pulled my lips off her breasts and kissed me deeply. I moaned into her.
“Please,” I whispered. My cock flexed once. Then again.
“No,” was all she said, stopping on the last downstroke just as I was about to shoot.
She barely let me recover before starting again.
“You should know better by now,” she continued, leaning in again, whispering in my ear. “This is just the pre-edging phase. As soon as only one stroke gets you close I’m moving to my mouth. And we both know it can take awhile to get you there.”
Oh fuck.
“And you don’t get to cum then, either.”
It was going to be a long night.
😍😍😍😍
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