“It’s sort of like your clit or something.”
“Maybe,” he agreed, understanding that a woman’s clit was the most important part of her pussy. While gripping beneath that sensitive spot, he tugged and pulled on the skin of his cock. “This feels okay, but it doesn’t really do anything for me.” Moving his thumb and middle finger to form a circle that encompassed that scar, he did the same thing. “But this feels much better.”
“What about this part?” she asked, lightly tracing her finger around his hyper-sensitive cockhead.
He pulled away. “And that tickles!”
She went back to tracing her finger up and down his shaft, grabbing his cock for a moment and circling her thumb lightly over that sensitive spot just a couple inches down from his cockhead. “What if I keep doing this?”
“That might get me off,” he reported. “Especially if you had some lotion or something slippery.”
Robin released his cock long enough to lick her thumb. “You mean, like this?”
“Fuck, yeah,” he moaned, feeling his balls growing tighter to his body. “Be careful.”
“Or I’ll get you off?”
“Maybe.”
“Do you think I can make you leak?”
“I’m almost there,” he moaned, feeling the beginnings of that involuntary pumping sensation as his cock throbbed in her hand. “But you have to be careful. Too much and I’ll get off like before.”
“I’ll be careful,” she said, licking her thumb again before doing it some more. “I don’t want you to cum. Not yet. This is too much fun.”
“I’m just saying,” he moaned. “I can’t always stop that.”
“I just want you to almost cum,” she said. “Does it feel good when you do that?”
“Yeah,” he groaned, struggling to hold back a real orgasm. “It’s almost like a real orgasm, but not quite.”
“Mm, I want to see that,” she purred, pausing again to lick her thumb. Except, this time, she didn’t pull her hand away from his cock. This time, she moved her face closer to his cock, stuck out her thumb, and licked it. She moved close enough that he felt her breath on his cock and that was enough to change how it felt.
“Stop!” he insisted, moving her hand lower on his cock. She gazed up at his eyes for just a moment before focusing again on his throbbing cock. Grabbing her hand, he showed her how to pump his cock down low just to keep the good feelings going. A moment later, a clear droplet of pre-cum oozed from the slit of his prick.
“You’re doing it!”
“Yeah,” he huffed, feeling so very close to the finish line. “Just don’t do too much or I’ll cum.”
“Can I keep doing this?” she asked, gently pumping the base of his cock.
“Yeah, that’s okay,” he said, frustrated at how little pre-cum had arrived. He felt a flash of frustration as he tried to work through how to explain the mechanics. When he did it, it was easy because he could feel everything that was happening inside of him. “I think you have to alternate between pumping me and touching that one spot,” he suggested. “But whenever it feels like I’m going to get off, you have to stop so I don’t.”
“So, like this?” she asked, leaning in to lick her thumb before touching that extra sensitive spot. The intense throbbing started immediately and it had very little to do with her thumb. It had much more to do with the feel of her warm breath against his cock.
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