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She doesn’t provide any relief for his cock, leaving it trapped beneath his pants while she rides him. She seems to be taking it easier for the time being, varying her pressure up a little more often, not taking him so close to the edge before giving him a chance to relax.

Shortly after one such lull she reaches behind her back and releases her bra. She pulls it off, revealing her small but incredibly perky tits. Her nipples are rock-hard and sticking out like pencil erasers.

Scott reaches out to grasp her nipples; he just can’t help himself, they’re simply too inviting, too perfect to not be played with.

Taylor lets him rub them between his fingers for a few seconds before shutting him down. She grabs ahold of his wrists and pins them back against the couch, one on either side of his head.

“What part of no touching don’t you understand,” she asks.

“I’m sorry,” Scott says. “I couldn’t help myself.”

“Well you’d better learn to, otherwise it’s going to be a long night for you.”

“I’ll try, mistress,” he says.

“Not good enough,” she says. “Do it.”

“Yes, mistress.”

Taylor nods and starts once again grinding on his cock. Her hands are still wrapped around his wrists and she’s still holding them tight against the couch. For some reason he finds this extremely hot. Maybe there is something to her claim that being on the other side has some of its own pleasures. He’s still not totally convinced but he has to admit that he’s feeling something different right now, an excitement that tickles him in ways that their normal sessions didn’t.

Taylor must have been able to read his facial expressions, as she puts words to his exact feelings shortly after they cross his mind.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” she says.

He nods.

She grips his wrists more securely, pushes them harder against the couch. Then she proceeds to grind on his cock more aggressively, bouncing up and down on his groin, riding him like a cowgirl, her face looking down on his with growing intensity.

“Do you still want to play with my nipples?” Taylor asks.

“Yes, mistress,” Scott replies, the words rolling off his tongue like second nature now.

“Then come get them,” she says, continuing to ride him.

He starts to move his arms forward but she pushes them back into place. He flashes her a questioning look.

“Not with your hands,” she says. “Use your mouth.”

Scott smiles. He’s starting to enjoy this little game. He cranes his neck forward as far as it will go. But still he’s a couple centimeters short of his goal. He can see Taylor’s glorious nipple right there, almost within reach. He looks up at her face but it’s obvious she’s not going to help him out by shifting her body forward. In fact, he starts to believe that she is deliberately setting herself up so her nipples are just barely out of reach. Her evil little smile lends credence to this idea,

But he’s not willing to give up just yet. Wanting to see if he can circumvent her plans he sticks out his tongue and gives her left nipple a good, long lick.

Taylor can’t hide the groan of pleasure that comes from her mouth even though she tries.

Smiling inwardly but careful not to show it, Scott shifts his head and goes after the other nipple. But Taylor moves back at the last moment and he once again comes up just a wee bit short.

Disappointed, he looks up at her.

“Come on,” she says, “You can do it.”

Scott strains further forward, stretching his neck out as far as it will go with his arms still being pinned to the couch by Taylor. He gets a lick in on the other nipple but before he can do anything else Taylor pulls her body back a little further.

“Ah, come on,” he says, his voice an exaggerated whine.

She laughs. “You want my nipples that bad, huh?”

He nods vigorously.

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