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Drifting Desire – Part 13

My hands have been massaging your butt, while pulling you into my mouth, throat. I’m ready to up the ante now. One hand comes back around to massage your balls, so tightly drawn up, they’re impossible to really grab hold of. I gather all the slobbered juice running down your cock to lubricate your sack. My other hand snakes evilly down your crack from behind.

I tighten the suction on your cock and maintain a steady plunging rhythm that thrusts your shaft, again and again, into the top of my throat. I hear you gasping for breath. Your moans raising in pitch. Your hips are thrust so far forward your back strains to hold the curve. The shelving unit is shuddering behind you, but your hands remain clamped to the structure as commanded. Best, best sex toy I’ve ever had, I think smugly.

I feel it in your cock first. The head swells to completely block my throat, I cough and struggle to keep up the rhythm, juice running everywhere. Your scrotum, already so drawn up, it has almost disappeared, ripples in waves.

Your hips stop suddenly. Your coarse gulps for air combining into one long hoarse groaning, “Please Goddess let me cum now!” Your hips swivel once, then once more. The cum boils up from where its been trapped so long, teeming out to run straight down my throat. As the orgasm lightens, your climax continues to wring spurts from your depths.

Breathlessly, you repeat, “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Completely empty, exhausted, and relieved, finally, you pull your over-sensitive penis from my mouth. I stand up and pull your biceps down, massaging the cramps out once again. Jesus, that was addictive, I think to myself. Should that worry me?

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So, another steaming fantasy comes to a crushing conclusion, maybe now I can get some fucking work done. But I take another stolen moment to reflect. Should I really resist the deliciously right feeling of acting out my bitchy side with you? Will I resist forever? Can I resist, forever? Or will I have you as my pet soon??

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Drifting Desire – Part 10

As you adjust and relax, I continue pressing. Slowly repeating the start-stop pattern until my thumb is buried to my hand and you’re pressing against my deliberate thrusts. I let you fuck my thumb, my cunt twitching in pleasure with each of your muted moans. Once you are completely relaxed, I deviously bend my thumb to push lightly once, then once more, then again, against your prostate.

With startling speed, I feel your balls twitch against my wrist. Your spine stiffens. I cinch down hard on the base of your swelling erection with my fingers. You whimper and your hips jerk involuntarily, as your orgasm swells and ejaculate floods up to crash into my barrier.

Pulling my thumb out, I bend down again to your ear. “You are sooo naughty. No cumming, remember?” I playfully tap your still-tense ass cheek.

You shudder with a last dry thrust, and pant, “Ohh. Yeah. And I thought you were going to go easy on me.”

I smile. “Oh, I did, pet, this time.”

“Now, where was I? Oh, yes, you owe me an orgasm. At least one.” Releasing your throbbing unsatisfied rod from my stranglehold, I order, “Back on the floor now. That’s it, toy. And put those naughty hands of yours under your ass so you aren’t tempted to use them. Don’t make me sorry for trusting you with them.”

Once you comply with my directions, I stand over you for another moment. My legs spread-eagle. Seeing your manliness laid out for me to enjoy makes me burn. I want to do everything at once. That slightly violent feeling comes over me again. My good will thins.

I lower my self to one knee laid outside your legs, my other knee I lay across your groin as I lean up your body, my leather clad arms across your torso. I’m pinning you now as I look down at you relaxed, smiling naughtily. I slide my knee up your crotch along your cock. My skin is warm and smooth, like your shaft, distracting you. My fingers wrap around your throat, thumbing your Adam’s apple, partly caressing, partly squeezing, considering my options.

“What don’t I want to do to my toy?,” I muse. I reach up and tighten my fingers together in your hair, pulling your head back and to the side, biting your neck because I can and it pleases me. I snarl a needy groan.

…To Be Continued….

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No Release – Part 2

What am I wearing? Why, what I always wear when I do this. That black lace body stocking with nothing on under; we don’t want you getting too aroused, too fast, right? I suddenly feel your cock thumping against my thighs. Maybe. Your lips are still a perfect “O”. I hear you moan dryly. I close my eyes slowly, wanting to relieve you now.

Okay, okay. I reach between my thighs, and rub your shaft thru the boxers. Mmmmm, there’s a little moisture there. Almost as if your cock is crying, lol. I poke my finger thru the slit in your boxers and wipe my finger across your cockhead. You seem to jump. I just wanna taste your precum, ok? Mmmmmm, it’s sweet. I think you’re ready, huh? As I slide off your lap, it is your fingers that are shaking now. I glance at them, and then at your mask. You can’t see me, but I’m smiling. I feel your fingers graze just between my legs. I see you smile as this happens. Hearing you breathe like that… and me wanking you so bad! Ohhhhh, I’m so sorry! I promise I’ll be quick, and merciful.

Putting my hands on your thighs again, I move them up into your boxers. I am rubbing your balls, so tight, and then your cock… so hot.

“Ready for release? ….Not yet…. ”

…. To be Continued…..

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