femsubdenial:

onedeadpoet:

Awww…you wanted so badly to make me cum first, knowing you would get a month of orgasms-on-demand after your hard month of denial. But I stacked the deck against you with a cruel – even by my standards – bondage edging session that included more trips to the edge with my tongue than you could count. And just a bit of teasing with my cock… just the head in and out slowly and rhythmically during your “rest” phases, which I ensured were less frequent in duration. That way I knew, as did you, that it would only take a few thrusts to the hilt to make you explode.

Of course, you know how much I love sliding slowly into you with my hands around your neck when you’re in this state. You’re so tight, wet, sensitive and hungry for me that often I get closer to cumming than I anticipate.

I bet you you’d cum in under eight thrusts. You said no way. You could definitely resist and even make me cum first. Your confidence is what drew me to you in the first place.

One.

Oh fuck. I see the look in your eyes. The sensation of FINALLY being filled. You shudder and I feel your legs close around me, sinking me even deeper.

“That’s it,” I whisper, tauntingly. “Are you ready for…”

TWO

You weren’t. It takes you by surprise. I hear you curse. You’re a guitar string wrapped as tight as possible now and I intend to break you.

“You won’t last until four.”

It wasn’t a prediction. It was fact. I felt your tormented and over-sensitized lips grip me and release me intermittently. The next one would bring them all into alignment. Powerfully.

I withdrew. You pushed on my chest. You were fighting so hard. You hated me for being able to do this. Yourself for agreeing and knowing your failure was moments away. But your body was in charge now. Or, rather, I was. Your pussy and all of its powerful contractions. They were mine to control.

“Who owns this pussy?” I whispered in your ear, my breath tickling the outside.

You gasped as I slowly withdrew. The answer on your lips.

My head, slick with your arousal – your – NEED poised at your entrance…

The words flowed without thought.

Ahhhh, my head is buzzing. 🙂