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I know I’m terrible at controlling my own orgasms when they begin to take over me, and his insistence makes me nervous in the most exciting of ways. What will he do if I obey him? What will he do if I don’t?
“Yeah? What are you going to do if I don’t wait?” I tease back, pulling away to look him in the eyes as he replies.
“I’ll tie you to a chair, put you on stage, press a vibrator into your clit, and make you the most popular girl at the club,” he replies, moaning slightly as he slides his fingers inside of me.
Now it’s over. I fight the urge to cum as hard as I can, but his relentless, intoxicating touch overcomes me.
“Oh, no. Fuck, fuck,” I whisper, biting my tongue as my legs tense.
“That better not be what I think it is,” he says, smiling again. He wants me to cum so, so badly. He wants to use me in front of a crowd of horny men, or at least he fantasizes about it.
“It-it’s not,” I say, struggling to maintain my voice without wavering it.
The heat is building so intensely that I know I’ll lose control any second if he keeps touching me this way.
Just as I’m about to cum, he stops.
“What? Why did you do that?” I ask desperately as my vulva throbs hard in my panties. The fabric is so slick with my arousal that I’ll need to change them for sure. I’m soaked all the way through to my sheets, and I didn’t even cum yet.
“Goddamn, you’re so wet. You want to cum so bad for me, don’t you, sweetheart?” he says, taking his free hand and stroking my face sweetly with it.
His change in demeanor towards me is alarming, but I’m so turned on by how careful and delicate he’s being that it doesn’t matter at all.
“Why did you stop?!” I beg, tempted to reach down and finish myself now that he’s brought me to this point.
“I’m going to keep edging you until I feel like you’ve earned an orgasm,” he replies, stroking me through my panties again.
I whine a little bit, embarrassed that he’s gotten me so desperate and horny for him. How can I let myself be controlled so easily? Maybe I am a little slut, even though he hasn’t called me one yet. I can’t help but wonder what’s so different about this time.
For a little bit, he just kisses my face and strokes my breasts as if to distract me from what it is I really want. He knows it’s unbearable. I can see it on his face.
Yet he continues, watching me grow more and more anxious.
He puts his hand back into my panties, smacking my pussy lightly. “Do you want me to keep going?” he asks, already beginning to touch me the way he had been before.
“Mhm,” I whimper, wrapping my arms fully around his neck and holding onto him for leverage. My body is turning on me now, completely under his will as I fight back.
I need to cum so bad as soon as he begins to touch me again. I had hoped that the urge would abate when he pulled his hand away, but I could never be so lucky. The need arises in me again, this time with even more urgency.
“Please, Abram, let me cum,” I beg, digging my nails into his shoulder. “I’ll do anything you want. Please, just let me cum for you.”
He laughs a bit. “You think that’s all you have to do? Beg me? This is fun for me,” he says, kissing my cheek sweetly as he tickles my clit just a bit faster.
Then, just when I think I can’t take it any longer, he pulls my panties down to my ankles and begins to move downward under the blankets. He begins to kiss me at my hips, teasing around my inner thigh before his lips touch my pussy.
The warmth of his mouth on me sends me into a different dimension of need. “Abram, please, I can’t hold it back. I need you to let me cum.”
No response. He simply begins to suck lightly on my clit, occasionally kissing my pussy and flattening his tongue along my labia.
My face is completely red now, and my whole body feels like my blood is about to boil over. I reach down and grab his hair, at first too harshly, until I find it in myself to calm down. I play with it, feeling how silky it is between my fingers. I’ve always really liked his hair, and now he lets me touch it. I wonder how a younger me would feel about what’s happening right now.
When he slides his fingers in, the orgasm chases me more fiercely this time, waiting for me to decide whether or not I’m going to embrace it with open arms. Patiently, my body pretends to give me a choice before it’s made the decision for me.
“Oh my god,” is all I can say before my whole body is arrested by the sweet release of my orgasm. My bloodstream is flooded with all of the chemicals that make life worth living.
My legs tense completely, and he kisses and fingers my pussy faster and harder to bring me to the next level of ecstasy. I pull on his hair as I throw my head back, fighting everything in me that wants to scream at the top of my lungs.
I’m lying in my bed, legs splayed, breathing rapidly as my body begs for oxygen. For a moment, I felt like my hearing was compromised at the very peak.
