24-12-2018, 12:28 PM
"Yes!" Mike groaned.
Still stroking his dick, she changed the angle of her leg so now the tip of her sandaled toes ran along Mike's bicep as her knee rubbed across his chest. "Even better?" she asked.
"God yes!" Mike moaned so close to cumming.
Continuing to work him with her toes and knee, Jen stopped stroking him and instead lightly tickled his balls.
"Please Jen ..." he begged.
"Don't you dare let go," Jen warned, painfully jabbing his bicep with the stiletto of her high heels.
She kept the knee/toe thing going, and then extended her index finger so she rubbed his sandbar as she continued to lightly tickle his balls.
"God!" Mike groaned his head rolling back, thrusting his pelvis up. But doing that didn't help because he was humping only air.
Jen took the opportunity to flick her manicured nail across Mike's puckered anus. "Ugh," he groaned as his body shuddered with unreleased pleasure. But he wasn't there yet.
Jen got on her knees. "Lift up," she said, and when he did she put a pillow under his ass. She made him spread his legs. "You really do look like a little boy," she playfully mocked looking at him, completely hairless from his cock down to his asshole. The lack of pubic hair made his thin 4 inch penis look even smaller. "Hope you don't have to shower in a gym anytime soon," she teased. "Or go to any nude beaches."
"Come on Jen," he pleaded.
She stroked him up and down. "You wanna cum, is that it?" she asked. Then before he could answer she released him, his hard cock swinging back and forth like a pendulum. "Oops," she said with a giggle.
"Jen, please," he groaned.
Jen put baby oil on her finger. She ran the finger across the underside of his balls, along his sandbar, and then to his puckered anus. He groaned and his back arched as she pushed her finger in.
"Oh, you like a finger up your ass?" she giggled delightedly. She pushed more of her finger up his ass. "Maybe I'll get a strap-on and fuck you." She remembered her recent fantasies. "Or maybe my next lover will fuck you up the ass."
"Jen ..." he pleaded.
She pulled her finger from his anus. Then she lowered her head and flicked her tongue along his sandbar. As she licked his sensitive sandbar she took hold of his shaft and stroked him.
"God god god," he panted. She knew he was on the brink.
She lowered her head a little more. Then, for the second time ever, she licked his puckered asshole. She rolled her tongue over his anus as she stroked him.
"Fuck fuck!" he cried, arching his back. He was about to cum!
Suddenly Jen pulled away, denying him all physical stimulation. She watched gleefully as Mike's body lurched, his cock jerking wildly, ejaculating jets of his cum onto his chest and sheets.
"God Jen," Mike groaned resignedly, having ejaculated but robbed of any pleasure or release. He was desperate for a real orgasm but now it would take a while before he could get hard again. She'd ruined his orgasm, on purpose.
"I'm a real bitch huh?" she said. She got up and straddled Mike's face, grinding her wet bare pussy lips across his mouth. "Lick me cucky, make me cum," she ordered. Torturing him with a ruined orgasm had gotten her hot.
"I'll ruin YOUR orgasm," Mike threatened.
"That's not how this works," she said, rubbing her pussy hard against his mouth. "Make me cum or I'll find someone else. How long do you think it would take to find a man to fuck me?"
It would take about 5 seconds, Mike knew. He ate her, doing his magic on her clit. She rode his face hard, her hands gripping his head, her back arching and her head rolling back in an intense glorious orgasm.
She collapsed onto the bed beside him. Eating her out had gotten him hard again. He got between her legs.
She squeezed her legs shut. "No way, you're being punished remember?"
"You're joking?" Mike said with a disbelieving look.
"Nope," she said dismissively. "And don't you dare beat off either. You can't cum until I say."
"Time for bed," she said, turning off the light and rolling to her side. As she often did, she pulled his arm so he spooned her. His body pressed against hers, his chest against the stiff satin bustier, his thighs against her silky stockings, the top of his feet pinched by her stiletto heels. His cock was so hard, he was going fucking crazy!
Looking into the darkness, Jen pretended to sleep, but really she was holding back laughter. She loved teasing him!
Finally she decided he'd been punished enough. She reached back and took hold of his rock hard cock. "You wanna cum?" she whispered in the darkness.
"God yes!" he cried, relief in his voice.
She giggled. She turned on the light and then straddled his hips. "Want some pussy?" she giggled.
"YES!"
She giggled again.
Mike ran his hands up the ribbing of the satin bustier. She pushed his hands away. "Nope. This belongs to Scott. You can't touch it." She reached back and undid the strings, and then took it off.
She reached down to guide him into her, but he stopped her. "Wait," he said.
"What?"
"Have you worn it for Scott? Since the video?"
"Oh, so now we're talking about Scott?" she teased.
"Have you?"
"No," she said. Then she gave him a mischievous smile. "I've thought about it though."
"Really?" he said excitedly.
"Why, do you want me to fuck Scott now?" she said with a laugh.
"I watch the video a lot," he admitted.
"Really?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah," Mike admitted.
"You know, Scott says he made the video because he knew it would turn you on," Jen said.
Mike paused, then said "I can't stand him, but maybe he's telling the truth on that one."
Jen rolled her eyes, but it was mostly playful. "Do you really want me to fuck a man you hate?"
"... I don't know," Mike said after a pause.
Jen gave Mike a lopsided grin. Then she reached down and guided him into her pussy. She knew he wouldn't last long. As she moved up and down on him, she leaned over so their lips almost touched. Looking deep into his eyes, she said "Here's something you better know, mister. I'm the sexiest girl you'll ever meet. No one will ever make your fantasies come true like me."
"I know that Jen!" he cried, his hips buckling. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down into a kiss, and his body jerked violently as he had a massive orgasm.
After they both recovered, Jen rolled to her side and Mike spooned her. She'd taken off the sexy lingerie and was wearing his college t-shirt and VS cotton panties. With their lust sated, Jen's anxieties reappeared. But she didn't know what else to say to him. He didn't seem to get it.
She felt him kiss the back of her neck. "Baby, I swear I'll be a good father and husband," Mike said in the darkness. "I'll love you both forever. I will. I swear to god."
Jen smiled. She hugged his arm tighter. Feeling content, she felt asleep snuggled in his arms.
Still stroking his dick, she changed the angle of her leg so now the tip of her sandaled toes ran along Mike's bicep as her knee rubbed across his chest. "Even better?" she asked.
"God yes!" Mike moaned so close to cumming.
Continuing to work him with her toes and knee, Jen stopped stroking him and instead lightly tickled his balls.
"Please Jen ..." he begged.
"Don't you dare let go," Jen warned, painfully jabbing his bicep with the stiletto of her high heels.
She kept the knee/toe thing going, and then extended her index finger so she rubbed his sandbar as she continued to lightly tickle his balls.
"God!" Mike groaned his head rolling back, thrusting his pelvis up. But doing that didn't help because he was humping only air.
Jen took the opportunity to flick her manicured nail across Mike's puckered anus. "Ugh," he groaned as his body shuddered with unreleased pleasure. But he wasn't there yet.
Jen got on her knees. "Lift up," she said, and when he did she put a pillow under his ass. She made him spread his legs. "You really do look like a little boy," she playfully mocked looking at him, completely hairless from his cock down to his asshole. The lack of pubic hair made his thin 4 inch penis look even smaller. "Hope you don't have to shower in a gym anytime soon," she teased. "Or go to any nude beaches."
"Come on Jen," he pleaded.
She stroked him up and down. "You wanna cum, is that it?" she asked. Then before he could answer she released him, his hard cock swinging back and forth like a pendulum. "Oops," she said with a giggle.
"Jen, please," he groaned.
Jen put baby oil on her finger. She ran the finger across the underside of his balls, along his sandbar, and then to his puckered anus. He groaned and his back arched as she pushed her finger in.
"Oh, you like a finger up your ass?" she giggled delightedly. She pushed more of her finger up his ass. "Maybe I'll get a strap-on and fuck you." She remembered her recent fantasies. "Or maybe my next lover will fuck you up the ass."
"Jen ..." he pleaded.
She pulled her finger from his anus. Then she lowered her head and flicked her tongue along his sandbar. As she licked his sensitive sandbar she took hold of his shaft and stroked him.
"God god god," he panted. She knew he was on the brink.
She lowered her head a little more. Then, for the second time ever, she licked his puckered asshole. She rolled her tongue over his anus as she stroked him.
"Fuck fuck!" he cried, arching his back. He was about to cum!
Suddenly Jen pulled away, denying him all physical stimulation. She watched gleefully as Mike's body lurched, his cock jerking wildly, ejaculating jets of his cum onto his chest and sheets.
"God Jen," Mike groaned resignedly, having ejaculated but robbed of any pleasure or release. He was desperate for a real orgasm but now it would take a while before he could get hard again. She'd ruined his orgasm, on purpose.
"I'm a real bitch huh?" she said. She got up and straddled Mike's face, grinding her wet bare pussy lips across his mouth. "Lick me cucky, make me cum," she ordered. Torturing him with a ruined orgasm had gotten her hot.
"I'll ruin YOUR orgasm," Mike threatened.
"That's not how this works," she said, rubbing her pussy hard against his mouth. "Make me cum or I'll find someone else. How long do you think it would take to find a man to fuck me?"
It would take about 5 seconds, Mike knew. He ate her, doing his magic on her clit. She rode his face hard, her hands gripping his head, her back arching and her head rolling back in an intense glorious orgasm.
She collapsed onto the bed beside him. Eating her out had gotten him hard again. He got between her legs.
She squeezed her legs shut. "No way, you're being punished remember?"
"You're joking?" Mike said with a disbelieving look.
"Nope," she said dismissively. "And don't you dare beat off either. You can't cum until I say."
"Time for bed," she said, turning off the light and rolling to her side. As she often did, she pulled his arm so he spooned her. His body pressed against hers, his chest against the stiff satin bustier, his thighs against her silky stockings, the top of his feet pinched by her stiletto heels. His cock was so hard, he was going fucking crazy!
Looking into the darkness, Jen pretended to sleep, but really she was holding back laughter. She loved teasing him!
Finally she decided he'd been punished enough. She reached back and took hold of his rock hard cock. "You wanna cum?" she whispered in the darkness.
"God yes!" he cried, relief in his voice.
She giggled. She turned on the light and then straddled his hips. "Want some pussy?" she giggled.
"YES!"
She giggled again.
Mike ran his hands up the ribbing of the satin bustier. She pushed his hands away. "Nope. This belongs to Scott. You can't touch it." She reached back and undid the strings, and then took it off.
She reached down to guide him into her, but he stopped her. "Wait," he said.
"What?"
"Have you worn it for Scott? Since the video?"
"Oh, so now we're talking about Scott?" she teased.
"Have you?"
"No," she said. Then she gave him a mischievous smile. "I've thought about it though."
"Really?" he said excitedly.
"Why, do you want me to fuck Scott now?" she said with a laugh.
"I watch the video a lot," he admitted.
"Really?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah," Mike admitted.
"You know, Scott says he made the video because he knew it would turn you on," Jen said.
Mike paused, then said "I can't stand him, but maybe he's telling the truth on that one."
Jen rolled her eyes, but it was mostly playful. "Do you really want me to fuck a man you hate?"
"... I don't know," Mike said after a pause.
Jen gave Mike a lopsided grin. Then she reached down and guided him into her pussy. She knew he wouldn't last long. As she moved up and down on him, she leaned over so their lips almost touched. Looking deep into his eyes, she said "Here's something you better know, mister. I'm the sexiest girl you'll ever meet. No one will ever make your fantasies come true like me."
"I know that Jen!" he cried, his hips buckling. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down into a kiss, and his body jerked violently as he had a massive orgasm.
After they both recovered, Jen rolled to her side and Mike spooned her. She'd taken off the sexy lingerie and was wearing his college t-shirt and VS cotton panties. With their lust sated, Jen's anxieties reappeared. But she didn't know what else to say to him. He didn't seem to get it.
She felt him kiss the back of her neck. "Baby, I swear I'll be a good father and husband," Mike said in the darkness. "I'll love you both forever. I will. I swear to god."
Jen smiled. She hugged his arm tighter. Feeling content, she felt asleep snuggled in his arms.
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