A Night Out

A Night Out

A nice night out, that’s what we decided we needed. With absolutely everything going to hell, we just wanted a bit of peace, even if just for an evening, and we definitely needed it OUTSIDE of our place. A friend of ours pulled some strings to get us some seats to a movie that we could enjoy while not being overly exposed to the general public, which we definitely owe them for. We spent a few hours getting ready and making sure we had everything we possibly needed; masks, hand sanitizer, gloves, and then of course I packed some things to surprise you with later.

            We’ve arrived a bit early, half expecting there to be a line, but there’s only a handful of people. Everyone has mask, they’re a reasonable distance apart, and everyone seems cordial, definitely not what we thought would be happening, but it seems everyone’s just grateful to have a peaceful night out. A few minutes go by, some small talk between the people here about how crazy this is, then we’re let in one group at a time in order to maintain distance, and there’s already popcorn hot and ready for everyone to grab.

            We’re filed through to the movie, with the seats marked for 6 foot intervals, and I lead you to the back row, no one else joins us leaving us alone in the back row, which means I can make all sorts of trouble. I wait though, letting us get through some of the popcorn and half the movie, holding your free hand and gently stroking the back of it with my thumb through most of it, before slowly moving my hand over and down your leg. Ever so gently I tap your leg, signaling you to part your thighs for me, as I start to slide my hand up your leg, caressing every inch as I do, feeling goosebumps rise underneath my palm.

            I hear a low moan escape your lips, and you quickly move your hand to mine, trying to make me move faster instead of this tortuously slow pace. I do, I’ll have plenty of time to tease you later if I really need to, right now I can tell you need to feel more than just my hand on your leg. I’m surprised as my hand moves up to find that you aren’t any panties, I immediately turn my head to look at you, a mischievous grin on your face, “I see you were expecting this, Good Girl.”

            I turn my head back to the screen, can’t look too suspicious, and I start teasing you, just rubbing the outside of your lips with two fingers. After a few minutes, and hearing more and more need in your groans, I slide one finger in between, and ever so slowly start to slide it into you, easily so since you’re already so wet. I hear your groan start to grow louder and I quickly silence you by bringing you in for a deep kiss, my tongue tangling with yours as you groan into my mouth.

I pull away, moving my mouth up to your ear, growling into it, “You can’t be too loud, we don’t want to be caught, at least not yet, you have to cum before we can get caught.” I hear you stifle a moan, my voice tends to have that effect on you, especially when I start to slide in a second finger during the middle of it. “Now, I know you too well, you won’t be able to keep quiet once I slide in my third finger, so I brought something to help with that,” the low whimper you respond makes me throb in anticipation.

I reach into the bag we packed, and pull out a small ball gag, a deep purple center and dark leather straps that aren’t easily visible in the back of the dim theater, perfect for the occasion, as I gently push it in front of your mouth. I wait though, looking to you, and you give me a gentle nod, and I push it up to your lips so you can bite down on it, and it takes a second but I manage to secure it loosely with one hand.

            I may have teased you about the three fingers, but I continue with just two for now, the movie now in the background of our thoughts, increasing the pace a little bit, feeling your muscles start to clench as you moan into the gag. I look around to make sure no one is looking as I use my free hand and start to unzip myself, pulling my stiff cock out of my boxers, and slowly starting to stroke as I watch you get lost in the sensation of my fingers inside of you.

I can feel your juices flowing down my hand, your pussy clenching, I can feel your orgasm starting to rise within you, and I can feel the resistance as you suddenly remember we’re in public, that small part of you that feels shame for this, I’m used to this. I lean into you, whispering, “It’s ok, no one can see what’s happening, they can’t see me stroking my throbbing cock or filling your soaking wet pussy with my fingers. They can’t see how close you are to cumming here in the middle of the theater, with all these people around. They can’t see how much you love this, how much you try to resist loving it, how much I love drawing this out of you,” and I start to ease in that third finger I teased you about earlier.

The groan you make as your eyes roll back, that’s so fucking hot, and I start to pump faster as I watch that resistance fade away as you let the orgasm tear through you. You manage to not scream, and the moan is muffled by the gag, but the deep growl that escapes from me, that I fear may alert people to what’s happening. I don’t turn to glance yet, I keep my fingers inside you, and let go of my cock to pull you closer, gently kissing your forehead, “Good Girl, that’s my Good Girl, cumming for me like that. Now, the movies almost over, then we’ll be able to give you your reward, but for now, don’t want to let this ball gag go to waste do we.”

I give your forehead another kiss as I begin to pump my fingers once again, now taking a moment to look around and make sure that no one has notices us, and luckily it seems no one has. I use my free hand to grab yours, squeeze it for a second as I start to increase my pace, then move it over to my aching member, and you start to stroke, matching my pace, eliciting another growl from me. “Fuck, I love how your hand feels, but, we don’t want to make too much a mess in here, so you are not allowed to make me cum, not yet anyways.”

The low whimper you let out in response, both to let me know that you don’t want to wait, and the effect that growl in my voice has on you, causes my cock to throb in your hand. I start to thrust faster into you, holding you close to me as I can feel the orgasm already starting to rise in you, and my own approaching as well. I do my best to remain quiet, but you are hitting that sensitive spot right under the head of my cock, intentionally driving me wild, and both in order to lower the sound of my growls and to pay you back in kind, I put my mouth onto that spot just beneath your ear on, where you love me to kiss and tease you.

I can’t wait anymore, I need to feel you cum again, I move my hand free hand down and start circling it around your clit, and the moans coming out of you as I do, it’s simply too much for me, “You have to stop stroking me, or else I won’t be able to hold back, and it’s not time for me to cum yet, understood?” The whimper you let out, fuck, it almost sends me over before you begrudgingly let go, though the shaking in your legs tells me that won’t be on your mind for much longer.

I can feel your pussy clenching around my fingers, telling me how close you are. I kiss up your neck, and growl into your ear, “I NEED you to cum for me, I need you to cum for me, right…now.” That is what pushes you over, those words hungrily whispered right into your ear, and I feel your body give in, and my cock throbs in response, even without you stroking me I nearly cum from just the sight and sound of you as you hold back another scream.

I undo the gag as you’re panting into it, pulling you in for a kiss, my tongue massaging yours, just as the credits start to play on the screen. “That’s my Good Girl, now, I’ll get everything picked up and give you a minute to catch your breathe, you can lean on me when we’re walking back to the car.” I pack everything back into the bag while you recover, and I love that sight. Your hair disheveled, the glow on your face, the heavy breaths, I love knowing I did that to you.

We’re the last ones out, me holding you against me as we walk, letting you lean into me as we walk into the warm night air. I gently place you into the passenger seat and start the car, giving it a moment before pulling out on the streets, turning to you, “And now, time for your reward. It’s been so long since we’ve been to your favorite park. Too many people during the day and not enough time at night, but now, is the perfect time to go take a late-night stroll.”

That’s exactly what we do. We spend an hour there, sitting on the bench near the pond, walking along the empty paths, waving at the occasionally passersby, and looking up to admire the way the stars look tonight, brighter than they normally are tonight. We both want to spend more time here, it’s absolutely beautiful tonight and I love spending time here with you, but I have more planned. We make our way back to the car, taking a moment to stop at that old fountain and toss in a few coins.

We finally get back to the car where we parked, in a small spot, just out of public view in a small batch of trees at the corner of the park. I motion to the back seat, and you get into the back with me without question. I pull you in for another kiss, like the one in theater, all passion, as I pull away and look into your eyes, lust beginning to fill them once again.

“Now, I know how much you loved the movie tonight,” I smile as a blush comes across your cheeks,” And I know that you wanted to make me cum then and there but I wouldn’t let you. I didn’t let you, because I want to feel your pussy milking my cock, I want to feel the bounce of your body as you ride me, I want to see the way your face looks in the moonlight as you cum all over my cock for the third time tonight, and I want to hear you beg me to cum inside of you.”

I can see that look in your eyes, the look of desire and the look of submission, and I give you no time to respond before I bring you in for another passionate kiss, “And I don’t have the will to wait any longer, I need you now.” I immediately move you to straddle my lap, unzipping my pants and pulling my already hard cock out, lifting up your dress and position myself beneath you, no time to take off all of our clothes.

I take only a moment to spit into my hand and rub it into your already wet pussy, and then I start gently pushing you onto my aching cock. The moment I enter you I let out a low groan that turns into a growl as I continue to lower you onto me, a single guttural , “FUCKKKK,” the only thing I say before I’m buried inside of you. That’s the only encouragement you need, as you start to ride me, slowly at first, but quickly increasing the pace.

I sit there for a minute, just enjoying how all of the sensations. How tight you are as you glide up and down, the look of your face as you begin to get lost in the pleasure. The feel of your body in my hands, your ass and hips so supple and soft in my hands and the slap of skin on skin as you bounce on me, and as I move my hands up the feel of your delicious breasts and I knead and squeeze them, gently teasing each nipple before taking them into my mouth, causing a shudder to roll through you. And of course, the sounds both of us are making as you ride me, the moans and growls filling the night air.

As you lean your head back, I take this moment to use one of the surprises I packed. The pair of nipple clamps we picked out together, with the dark silver chain running in between the bright red rubber tips. You let out a loud gasp as I clamp them on to your already sensitive nipples, your back arching as you press into me. I move one hand down to your hips, using it to help you grind against me as you bounce up and down on me, and the other one to your neck so I can pull you down to me for another kiss, my tongue dancing across yours.

This time, I don’t pull away from the kiss, and I hold you in place with the hand on your hips. I lean us back, you still held above me, and brace my back against the seat as I start thrusting up into you, and I move my hand from the back of your neck, to the front, and gently start to squeeze. I don’t bother with slow or gentle thrust, I start hard and fast. I can tell that you’re already close, and the moans your making into my mouth as we kiss, paired with the growls I’m making, is sending both of us spiraling towards climax.

I never relent in the pace thrust or my grip around your neck, that gentle pressure that’s just enough to cause the blood to rush to your head and heighten the sensations, and never for a second do I let your mouth leave mine until I feel your pussy starting to clench around my throbbing cock. I move my mouth down, still gently choking you, trailing kissing down your shoulders and chest, down your breast and to those gloriously tortured nipples still held in the clamps.

I look up to you as I reach them, but instead of teasing them with my mouth like you expect, I move down the chain that is swinging freely, gripping it in my teeth while looking directly into your eyes. I slowly start to push you up, still thrusting, still choking, until the clamps start to pull against your nipples. A pinched whine escapes your lips, turning into a moan as your pussy starts to spasm, the orgasm starting to rip through you.

I don’t change pace, I don’t let my hand loosen it’s grip, and as you start to climax I pull on the chain with my teeth, causing it to finally release your aching nipples as you start cum all over me, putting my mouth to each nipple to help soothe the pain. I continue this as your orgasm ends, never stopping, and I can feel another one already building within you, my own orgasm starting to rise as well.

“Now, I want you, to beg me to cum, to fill you up, to give you every drop, beg me like the Good Girl you are,” and you do, so beautifully like you always do, you beg me, moaning my name as I fuck you relentlessly, and the way you say Sir, all sends me exploding over the edge with you. I go as deep as I can as I start to cum, pushing my mouth to yours once again as your pussy milks every single drop of cum out of my throbbing cock. As the aftershock of the intensity of it subsides from both of us, I’m still hard inside of you, though I’m far too sensitive to be able to go again so soon.

“That’s my Good Girl, my perfect, amazing Good Girl, and four orgasms, I only planned on three. You don’t have to move, not yet, we can stay like this for a few more minutes, just in each other’s arms. Then we can go home, I’ll draw you a bath with some of your favorite bath bombs, and we can clean up and then go to sleep.” This was exactly the kind of night out we needed; we really owe our friend for this.

The Shower

DO NOT OPEN THIS EMAIL AT WORK

 

            So, I promised that I’d tell you about that shower I took the other day, the one where I took my fleshlight with me. The one where I said I’d be thinking of you and all those pictures you sent me and the dirty things you said. I always keep my promises. I’ll skip the boring stuff, turning the fan on so it wouldn’t steam up as much, starting some nice sexy music, the slow undressing as I imagined you watching me from the bed while I slowly undid my belt buckle.

Then how I undid each button slowly with one hand, all while I sat down to pull off my boxers in a way to make my already hard cock bounce. After that I started to slowly stroke and tease myself just a little before hopping into the shower, the boring stuff you know. Then of course I grabbed the fleshlight and the lube, the new one we bought, and the reviews were not wrong about it, very high quality, and I look forward to when we get to use it together.

I got in, still hard, and the first thing I was thinking of was walking up to you laying on your stomach on the bed. Looking up at me as I walked up to you, reaching out with your hand to feel how hard and throbbing I already was. I got myself some lube, stroked it onto my cock, thinking of how good your hands would feel doing it for me.

Then I applied to the fleshlight using two fingers, imaging that I was reaching down the bed to your pussy while you stroked me and just teasing your pussy with them. After it was amply lubed up I of course started working my cock, which was already throbbing, and I imagined that you were still lying down on your stomach, moving your mouth up and down, nice and slow and all the way to the back of your throat, and FUCKKKKK it was incredible.

My knees buckled as I first went all the way into the fleshlight, I even heard you moan in my ear, and I knew right then that I wasn’t going to last that long, not imaging that. I didn’t care either, I was already lost in the feeling of my cock balls deep into the fleshlight, imaging your mouth wrapped around me, lost in the images in my head, and I started pumping myself faster, and faster, hearing it make all sorts of noises as my cock moved in and out of it.

I wasn’t gentle, not like I normally am with you, I was rough, hard, and stroking myself as fast as I could, imagining that I was fucking your mouth and throat and hearing your moans while you were fingering yourself. I’m so hard right now just telling you about it, fuck, I’ll take care of that later, maybe you can help me after you get off… of work ; ).

It felt amazing, the lube mixed with the interior of it, I could feel each little bump on the inside as they went over every inch of my cock, making my breath hitch, my legs shake. Whenever I hit that spot just under the head in just the right way, I started seeing stars. It was so intense, but I couldn’t hold back or stop.

I had to keep pumping and feeling it as I fucked myself, thinking of fucking your mouth. When I got close I imagined you still there, laying down in front me. Playing with your soaking wet pussy, so wet I could hear it, beginning to get close as well.

The noises you were making, I wanted to cum right then but I wanted to wait so we could cum together, which is exactly what I imagined. When I came, I pumped the fleshlight full of so much cum that it was spilling out of it, which made a great mental image, your mouth full of all the cum you worked out of my cock, spilling out because there was just too much to keep in your mouth.

            I imagined you swallowing what you could, catching what spilled and licking it off your hands. Then moving down to clean my cock off, and the look of surprise on your face because I was still rock fucking hard. I slowed down, but I kept pumping myself, so sensitive after such an intense orgasm, and I had to brace myself against the wall, but I imagined pulling you up out of the bed and to your feet while I took your place and got on my back.

I turned on the shower then, but I didn’t stop pumping myself, I moved slow, up and down, and made sure to work every inch of my cock. I spent the next 20 minutes fucking myself with the fleshlight, imagining you on top of me, riding me like there was no tomorrow until you came again.

Then I thought of me pinning you beneath me, face down on the mattress, as I buried myself to the hilt in you and started thrusting slowly, methodically, over and over again. I imagined you screaming my name as I made you cum again, you biting into my arm, feeling your pussy clench around my cock.

I couldn’t cum again, I came close so many times but I couldn’t go over, though I think I had a full body orgasm while doing so, my entire body clenched, my legs almost gave out from under me, and I started shaking and I felt like electricity or fire was coursing through me, there was even aftershocks from it. I tried again, and the same thing, my body a live-wire for the sensation, which gives me some ideas for some fun we can have tonight, hope you enjoy the email, I’ll have the shower ready when you get home.

 

Just Three Word, Pt. 2

Before you read this post, please be sure to read part 1, Just Three Word. I hope you enjoy the continuation of the story, and are hooked and looking forward to the even more climactic end to the story in part 3.

Just Three Words Pt. 2 

Seeing you there, feeling your body as your ass is facing me, both of us still lying on the couch, your pussy glistening as you rub it against the head of my throbbing cock, I can’t help but reach out to lightly spank that delicious ass of yours. Hearing you moan as I do causes a wave of pleasure to course through my body, and the groans I make say as much as you turn around and give a delightful giggle.

“Enjoying the show I see, I think I know something you’ll enjoy even more, especially since I have the lead now, sit up.” I can’t help but shudder at those words, not knowing what you have planned, but knowing full well you’re going to torture me in the best way possible. As you get up, I do as you say, pulling myself upright and leaning forward, grazing a kiss against that delicious ass of yours as I do.

You stand up, pulling away from me, giving me a full view of your beautiful body. As you slowly begin to move yourself in between my legs, two thoughts cross my mind. First, how unbelievably stunning you look; and second, how unbelievably lucky I am to be here with you. You stop moving as a large goofy grin comes across my face, “Not exactly the response I was expecting when giving you such a wonderful view.”

“Was this what you were expecting?” I ask as I move my hands up your thighs, moving one hand in between your legs and the other to hold onto your hips. I slowly start massaging your pussy, still soaking wet from just a few minutes ago. I move my thumb to your clit and start slow circles with my hand. The sight of you biting your lip and the moan you make immediately makes me throb and I can’t help myself as my other hand begins to stroke my throbbing cock, the goofy grin replaced by a look of primal lust.

I go slow, soft, enjoying everything I’m seeing. You pushing back into my hand, your own hands moving up to those gorgeous tits and beginning to play with your erect nipples, the look on your face as you just enjoy this moment, skin still glistening with sweat from just a few minutes ago. You move one of your hands down and push mine away, “As I said, I think I know something you’ll enjoy more than the show.” 

Once again that grin, the one that tells me you have something special planned, paired with the look of want in your eyes as you see the precum that has coated the head of my cock that I’ve stroked onto myself, I can’t help but let out another groan. You push me back into the couch, opening my legs and taking your place again. You watch me from over your shoulder, that look on your face, coy, confident, as you take what you want. You know it’s your turn to be in charge and how much I’m going to love every second of it.

 You turn around to face away from me, moving your hips downward, and beginning to grind yourself against the head of my cock. Instead of pushing me inside of you, you push my throbbing member back against my stomach and start to grind your lips along each side of it. Pinning my hands beneath yours, you move slowly, letting your juices coat my cock more and more as your pussy glides up and down.

The heat emanating from you, and the noises we’re both making are quickly pushing me towards the edge again, my body already tensing. You turn your head back to look at me, pushing harder onto my cock, and I can’t help but let lose a growl as my eyes roll back, the edge suddenly there. The growl turns into a moan as you slow down, a soft chuckle escaping your lips.

You stop, leaning back for a kiss, before starting to grind once again, slow, tortuously slow, as our tongues intertwine. I can taste and feel our lust as we kiss, all our passion flowing through us as we press into each other, starting to rip away my self-control. My hands begin to move on their own, pushing against yours and reaching for your body.

With a light chuckle, you stop, pushing against me and getting up, pushing my hands back down to my side. My cock is throbbing as it aches for the feel of your pussy once again. I take a deep breath as you turn around to face me, attempting to regain some of my composure and control as you lean over me, climbing up onto the couch and straddling my lap.

I want to lean in, take your breasts into my mouth, move my hands over your body and ass, to plunge into you, but I wait for your lead, right now it’s your turn to be in charge. You again push my cock against my stomach and begin to grind against me, grabbing my hands and moving both to your tits, my fingers brushing across your erect nipples, massaging and kneading, ready to match the pace at which you grind against me.

I was expecting you to start slow, to tease and torture me, but you start by grinding fast and hard, pushing against me, only for a few seconds before going back to that slow torturous pace from before. The pattern continues, a few seconds of hard grinding then slow torture, and I love every second of it. I can feel your pussy throbbing, just like my cock.

We’re both starting to get close, we’re both beginning to lose control, we’re both beginning to rise to that edge, but I’m not ready for that yet, I have another plan. As you arch your head back, letting lose another moan, I use the distraction to my advantage. I move my hands down to that gorgeous ass of yours, getting a nice firm grip, and push up as your lost in the pleasure, lifting you into the air and pinning you beneath me, my cock still in between your pussy lips.

I start to grind, just like you, at that slow pace, moving down to push my my mouth to yours, silencing your words with my lust and desire, our tongues intertwining. I continue that slow pace, as we massage each other’s tongues, my hands beginning to move over your body, massaging, caressing, holding you close, as you wrap your legs around my waist and arms around my back and shoulders.

I continue that slow pace, never changing, and I can feel your body reacting. Your breath is becoming short and ragged, your legs and arms clutching me tighter, your heart beating like jack hammer in your chest. My own body is mirroring your reactions, we’re both so close, on the edge once again.

I move my mouth lower, down to that spot on your neck, in between your shoulder blade and ear, the spot you love for me to kiss or, as I’m about to do, bite ever so gently. I can feel your body begin to shake as I bite and kiss that spot, I can hear the moans beginning to grow louder, matching my own. I continue that slow pace, pushing harder against you, growling in your ear, “Do you want to cum for me?”

This time, no words, just clutching me as tight as you can, nodding, your back arching against the couch. I can feel you, just like me on the cliff once again, the precipice of pleasure, right above the roiling waves just waiting to jump over. “What are you waiting for, you know you can at any time.” I don’t stop my pace, and the low whimper you give almost pushes me over, but I haven’t said the words yet, you know what I’m wanting to hear.

I look into your eyes, I see the want and need in them, and I see the defiance as well, not wanting to lose control. I move my mouth to the other side of your neck, right beneath your ear, and leave my mouth just above that spot, one hot breath against your skin, “I see, you don’t want to cum for me, how about now?”

I lower my mouth to that spot, gently sucking before giving it a light bite, followed by a slow kiss. Your back arches again, both a moan and whimper coming out of your mouth, causing a groan to come from mine as I continue the kiss. The last threads of self control finally unravelling, your need, I can feel it, overtaking, all encompassing.

You express all of it in one simple word, harshly whispered in between ragged breaths “Please.” I can feel your body starting to stiffen as you say it, like mine, you beginning to jump off that cliff, over the edge.

“Cum, for, me,” I whisper harshly, a low growl, all I can manage as I hold onto the last threads of my own control, as you go over, your second orgasm ripping through you. Your body reacts, holding me as tight as possible as I continue to grind against your pussy, not stopping, riding the orgasm with you.

I look down as you finally come down from the high of it, stopping my grinding before I go over as well, “I think that’s the first time the second orgasm has been so intense, good to know I’m improving” as I lean in for another kiss. “Now, it’s my turn to ask, just 20 minutes left, think you can handle it?”

You laugh, such a lovely sound, “Well, I only need to outlast you, and judging from how hard you are, that shouldn’t be too difficult.” Another laugh, as I lift you from the couch, pulling you in for another kiss. I can see in your eyes that we both have the same thought, I love this game.

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Just Three Words

Just Three Words

            All through the night, you made sure I  had ample opportunity to sneak a glimpse of what’s under your dress, or rather what’s not under there. You even used the pose you know that drives me wild, leaning down with your ass off to the side, the dress hitched up, showing off your cleavage all at the same time. Those little shivers that rolled through your body whenever you heard me growl at the sight of your bare pussy did not go unnoticed either. I could tell that you’re just as excited as I am about our game tonight.

We agreed on the terms well before now, but the teasing, that was just a bonus, you know how much I love being teased and you’re not playing fair. I made sure to respond in kind though, every now and then I would scoop you into my arms and hold you tight to me, chest to chest, keeping you there as my hot breath washed against your neck for a few second before releasing you and allowing you to slide back down my body, holding on for just a second longer as you get your footing back.

            After what feels like another day passing by, the time has come for our little game, and we are both plenty worked up. As we agreed, from eleven to midnight, no breaks, no stops, and just three words for what mattered most. With a sly smile, you start the timer on your phone and before you even turn around, I already have you in my arms, grabbing you from behind and lifting you to the couch, my hands roaming over the body you’ve been teasing me with all day.

I know you can feel how hard I am pressed against you like this. I can’t wait, I need you now, but I force myself to go slowly, we have plenty of time. I start from the top, running my hands through your hair, gently trailing kisses down the back of your neck towards that special spot in the crest of your shoulder, stopping to give you a gentle bite as my hand begins to slide down your sides to caress your waist, sending a quiver coursing throughout your body.

I make sure to leave a lingering kiss on the spot I just bit, enjoying how good you taste in my mouth, before one hand slides in between your legs and the other gently grasps your chin, turning your head sideways so I can give you a proper kiss. I begin to massage you through the silky fabric of your dress, and I can feel how wet you already are for me. You begin to grind against me, and I can’t help but let a groan loose into your mouth, my body pressing harder into you, our tongues intertwining, both of us just enjoying how we taste.

We stay like this for a minute, enjoying the feel of each other through our clothes and the warm wetness of our mouths, before you turn to face me. A wicked smile crosses your lips as your dress pools at our feet. I get halfway done with the buttons on my shirt before you have my pants around my feet, massaging my now fully exposed length with your hands. Impatience starts to take hold of me, my cock throbbing in your hands. I almost, almost lose control and tear my shirt away, my desperation for another taste of your mouth driving me wild, but I continue to slowly undo the buttons on my shirt.

As I draw you to me, your hand continues to slowly stroke me, with a sudden squeeze at the base, eliciting another uncontrollable animalistic groan. I slide one of my own fingers into you, finding your slit wet and dripping, allowing my finger to slide in with ease. As I push you back towards the couch, I lean down to you, whispering as your knees hit the cushions, “I can’t wait, I need you in my mouth, now.” It comes out as more of a growl than I intended, my burning desire already threatening my control.

You nod slowly, beginning to lean back onto the couch, but I stop you, “I have another idea.” You let out a small gasp as I pick you up, clutching you to me. I lean in for one more kiss, keeping you on top of me as I lay down.  “Now, put your pussy on my face, and my cock in your mouth.” Once again I speak in a growl as my lust continues to threaten my control, it’s taking every ounce of my control to not lose myself to it.

As you begin to slide down my chest, I don’t wait for you to lean your head down before I pull you to my mouth, softly rubbing my fingers across your throbbing clit. I can already feel how soaking wet you are. I tease you for just a second, slowly moving my tongue along your lips, enjoying your taste for just a moment, reveling in your moans as you start to grind against my tongue.

The sensation drives me crazy as you start to stroke my throbbing cock faster. I let out a growl, low and primal, before I let control slip for a second and plunge my tongue deep into your pussy. I grip your ass to pull you as close as possible to my mouth, occasionally alternating from having my tongue as deep as possible in your delicious pussy to wrapping my mouth around your clit.

It’s not gentle at first, my lust beginning to take over, but I manage to focus on the goal, and slow down. My abrupt change in pace is pure torture, I can feel it in your body and hear it in your breath panting in both anger, and anticipation. You don’t slow down at all however, and I can feel your need as your mouth moves up and down on my cock, it’s almost too much for me, almost. Despite your best efforts, I maintain control, refusing to relinquish my slow, steady pace. With each passing minute, I slowly speed up with my tongue, and then, I slip one finger inside of you, feeling the tight walls of your pussy clamping around it.

You’re so close, just like me, and I know you can feel how hard I am and how often I’m throbbing in your mouth, but you have to wait, you have to wait for those three words. I have a difficult time getting my second finger inside your pussy. It’s so tight, and the slow aching moan you give with my cock in your mouth as I do nearly pushes me over the edge. My hips buck up involuntarily as I let out  a moan of my own, which transitions to a low growl as I hear you react to my cock hitting the back of your throat.

This, this is the moment I love most, both of us, right on the edge. You’re beginning to grind against my face against your own will, trying to force me to make you cum all over my face. This moment is pure bliss, the moment I want to capture for all of time. Right before release, right before we both go over the edge, falling into blissful oblivion, all this pleasure maintained for just a moment, as you’re struggling and waiting for me to say those three words.

“I can feel you right there on the edge, do you want to cum for me baby?” Your moan, oh god the moan you make, it’s like mine, guttural, primal, not like you at all, and it drives me wild. I start to withdraw my fingers slowly, feeling your pussy tighten, trying to keep them in, you know what’s happening. “It’s a shame that you didn’t play by the rules earlier, all that teasing, you’ll just have to wait a little longer.” The moan you make this time, I hear the frustration, and the wanting, it causes my heart to skip a beat. It’s almost enough to make me not drag this out for a little longer, almost.

I start slowly again, moving my mouth straight to your clit, licking, sucking, enjoying the taste of you. The moan you make, almost like a whine it’s so filled with need, I want to drag it out a little longer, but hearing you beg like that, I can’t torture you like that, so I speed up rapidly. I can feel you tense as you get back to that edge, that glorious edge, “Three words, you need those don’t you baby, convince me you need to hear them, how….”

You interrupt me mid-sentence, taking my cock to the back of your mouth and into your throat, my senses are blinded for a second, my only response, “FUCKKK!” Yet again I almost lose control, almost start pumping into your mouth and let lose everything, almost give into that wild and burning desire that is enveloping every fiber of my being, almost. “Good girl,” and then my mouth is around your clit again, not slow, but fast and hard, using my hands to make you grind against me until you do so on your own, waiting for those three words before you finally give in.

“Cum. For. Me.” It comes out as a growl, deeper than the rest, my lust beginning to take over, and I feel you give in. The orgasm rips through you, your juices drenching my face. My eyes roll back in pleasure and you take me all the way to the back of your throat as the orgasm rolls through you, both of us becoming a singular writhing mass of pleasure and moans.

Unfortunately, I know better, you haven’t said the words yet, so I hold back and keep on that glorious edge, as your first climax ends. It’s always so intense, and it’s never the last, that’s how this game is supposed to be played after all. You look over to the timer before giving me that wicked grin I love so much, “forty minutes left, think you can handle it?”

I can only chuckle as I catch my breath, pushing both of my fingers back into you as a response. Your groan immediately causes my cock to throb. “I only have to outlast you, and judging from how wet you are, that shouldn’t be too hard.” This time you chuckle, before pushing your hips forward to hover over my throbbing cock, grinding your soaking lips against my head and eliciting a deep groan before turning and flashing me that seductive grin once again. I love this game.



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