averymonroewrites: “…and you can only cum, once you’ve made me cum. Do you unders
averymonroewrites: “…and you can only cum, once you’ve made me cum. Do you understand kitten?”“Yes”“Do you accept?”“Yes.”“Ok, you may begin now.”I started to rub my clit, but wondered if it was just a formality. I was already wet and practically leaking, simply at the thought of doing this with him. I realized that I would probably say yes to anything he asked. Better not say this out loud!He sat back in the arm chair next to the bed where I lay, rubbing and touching myself, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. I tried to mimic his moves and it felt strange to touch myself when he was right there and could do it himself. It was just as exciting as it was strange. Watching him react to how I touched myself, for him. I felt my mind bursting with pleasure, at the eroticism and sensuality of what we were doing. I reached for the dildo and took it to my mouth, I sucked it and quickly realized that I would’ve skipped this step had he not been watching. The dildo would have no problems sliding into my wet cunt. But, I was giving him a show. I brought the dildo down to my clit and started to rub it, moving it up and down my opening. I felt my juices ooze out as I pushed it in, at an agonizingly slow pace. It scared me how much I wanted to please him. He touched his cock through his jeans and let out a soft moan. Good, he likes what I am doing. Pushing the dildo deep into my cunt, then pulling it all the way out, I was fucking myself as he watched. When I looked at him, he was slowly unzipping his jeans to release his hard cock. He closed his eyes for a second as he pulled his cock out of confinement and started stroking it. He quickly opened his eyes and stared back at me, his eyes burning with desire. That’s it, this is what’s going to push me over the edge, as if on auto-pilot, I fucked myself faster. Fuck, I am going to cum. Fuck. Focus. Stop. Breath. Call him to you. Suck his cock. Not yet. Stop. DO NOT CUM! In a hoarse voice and after the mind fuck I went through, I finally called out to him. “Come here baby, let me taste you.”He got up and stepped out of his jeans and underwear. He came up to my chest and straddled me, his legs bent at the knees and his cock was inches away from my mouth. With my free hand, I stroked his cock, long slow strokes that ended with me squeezing his glistening head. I was intensely aware of how close I was to cumming. That was the whole point of edging, wasn’t it? Realizing that if I made one slight change in the way I was fucking myself, it would push me over the edge, and I would cum, before he does. That was not the agreement. Focus. I slow down but my mind races. I try to desperately do as he asked. Don’t cum yet. I don’t know if he saw how much I was struggling, I don’t know if he was simply taking me because it pleased him, but I was thankful for what came next, because I don’t know if I could’ve kept going. He held my head up, his fingers weaved through my hair and he shoved his cock into my mouth. He started fucking my mouth at the same time as I was fucking my self with the dildo. He could hear me struggle to stay on edge, trying to slow down the fucking, waiting for him. I wanted him to cum faster so I moved my head towards him, going faster, twirling my tongue around the head every time he pulled out a little. I pushed him into my mouth deeper until he hit my throat. He held my head in place for a few seconds and I looked up at him, my eyes pleading, my throat tightening up around his cock, and that’s when he let out a growl, pulled back slightly and filled my mouth with his warm cum. Realizing what it meant, for him to cum, I closed my eyes and turned on the vibrator on the dildo, pushing it deeper inside me, going just a little faster. My entire body shook under him as he still straddled me and held my face in his hands. I knew I was having an orgasm, I knew that I was conscious and that he was on top of me. I heard him say something, but I am not sure what. As I came down from the high and being on edge, he leaned down to kiss my forehead, and then whispered in my ear. “That’s my good girl” Copyright - © Avery Monroe - 2016 -- source link
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