“Stop,” he reluctantly said.
“But I barely did anything!”
Even as she spoke, she could see the magic of her touch as his cock once more oozed a bit of pre-cum.
“Okay, that’s sexy,” she giggled. She caressed his cockhead, making him jump. “You’re deep red again, too.”
“I’m really excited,” he moaned.
“I can tell. I like it.” She repeated the procedure and figured out when to stop without his warning. Her effort was rewarded with more pre-cum. “Wasn’t there more of it the earlier?”
“There’s always more the first couple of times.”
“Yeah, that makes sense,” she said, licking her thumb in the same way before trying it again. “I want to see it leaking down your shaft like before.”
“Then keep going,” he said, half-hating himself for making that suggestion. As good as this felt, it felt like a bizarre form of torture, too. He tried to explain how frustrating it felt.
“But when you do get off, it’s going to feel extra good, right?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m like that,” she said, still focused on the magic trick she had learned. “Like with Sid, I wouldn’t get off with him, not really. But he could get me so worked up that after he fell asleep, I would have the best orgasms.”
“I think it’s important to tease yourself if you want the best orgasms.”
“I guess so,” she said with a smile. “Sort of like what I’m doing to you right now, right?”
“Yeah,” he groaned, unsure how much more of this he could take. “Has it been two hours?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t been paying attention.”
“I really need to get off.”
“How much?” she asked with a glimmer in her eye that looked dangerous. He had seen that glimmer throughout their life together and it always happened right before she was going to take advantage of him.
“A lot,” he said, knowing that if she wasn’t careful, it might happen against his will.
“Maybe you should just let it happen,” she suggested.
“But I’ll cum in your face,” he moaned.
“No you won’t,” she said with absolute conviction that made no sense to him. Where else could he cum? Trying to work that out became impossible when she leaned forward to lick her thumb again. Instead of licking her thumb, though, she licked up the clear line of pre-cum that had begun to slide down the underside of his cock.
“Don’t,” he warned, panicked by what she had done. That had felt too good.
“Don’t or you’ll cum?”
“Uh-huh,” he grunted, barely able to speak. What the hell was she doing?
“What if I do this?” she asked, sliding her hand down his shaft, opening her mouth, sticking out her tongue, and putting his cock against her warm, wet tongue. Worse was when she kept pumping on his cock, rubbing that sensitive spot against her tongue. He couldn’t stop what happened next.
“Oh fuck!” he cried out, trying to hold his hips still as his cock erupted against her tongue. In a fit of horror, panic, and absolute release, he watched as his cock blasted off against her tongue. After three orgasms, his orgasm wasn’t strong enough to jet deep into her mouth, but that didn’t change the thrill of getting off as his body tried to conjure enough cum to satisfy the thrill he felt.
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