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She takes a moment to admire her work, as he groans and shakes his head weakly in protest. Marci's break from teasing my cock for her own orgasms hadn't given me much relief. Work was busy and kept me focused, but I did miss company around the house. Marci avoided this easily by letting her hand ride up with my cock. From long experience teasing me, Marci knows I can't come from this slow soft stroking of only my cock head—not even when I'm crazy and quivering all over from three hours of concentrated and continuous teasing after five weeks of denial and frustrated arousal. To be fair things needed to change. Marci also knows—from having sucked me to exquisite orgasms while I was teasing her senseless after she'd endured seven days of frustrating denial—that it's agonizing, when you're highly aroused and desperate to come, to see and hear your partner spasm and gasp through an intense orgasm. Every time Marci stroked her fingers on my cock head, the most primitive part of my hindbrain—I can't pretend my higher cognitive functions had any part in the decision—caused my hip and thigh and back muscles to convulse, pushing my cock toward Marci's hand in the desperate hope that her fingers would slip below my cock head, touch that most sensitive area, and rocket me into orgasm. BDSM , Author: His spread limbs twitch in exhaustion among the implements of his ruin: You may be wondering how Marci could be so calm and rational at this point. But before tying me and beginning the three hour teasing session, she'd had me tongue her to three powerful orgasms. Luckily we discovered this before any kids came along and so the split was clean and swift. Marci knows I become intensely aroused by hearing and seeing her have an orgasm—especially when she'd sitting on my face and it's all happening right above me—even when I haven't been teased and denied. By now he looks thoroughly used. His chest and thighs are hatched with livid impact marks and streaks of hardened wax, and his mouth is smeared with lip gloss around the painfully tight bit gag. Dirty fetishist as he is, the addition of the lubed rubber sheath will only make things all the more unbearable for him. A gorgeous brunette stood on my doorstep flicking back her mane of long dark hair over her slim shoulders and fixing me in a quizzical stare from her sultry dark eyes. She was tall and had an air of power, aided by her high stiletto heels and little black dress cut high on her perfectly toned thighs. Tease deny sex stories



I opened it and squinted out into the gloom. Both Marci and I knew I was so close to coming that her smallest touch on the sensitive underside of my shaft would blast me into an explosive orgasm. To continue the tease and keep me on the excruciating edge of orgasm, she was using just the thumb and index and middle finger of her right hand. He is begging her, pleading through the gag. With one forceful slide of the hips he is taken all the way inside, and all the breath leaves his body at once. BradLee, Rating: The achingly tight red latex shorts, matching bra top, gloves and platform boots leave no room for interpretation: Her knees press in on either side of his hips; his breathing quickens as she lowers her slickened crotch to bump against his head. The room is warm, stifling with the smell of perfume, lube and rubber. Marci avoided this easily by letting her hand ride up with my cock. Her scent and ghost remained in the house and so it was quickly sold, the proceeds halved, and I used my share to buy a quaint country cottage on the edge of town where I could hide away. To his evident surprise she reaches between her legs, takes him gently in her fingers, and pops him into place. The base of his erection is firmly tied with a red silk ribbon, to keep him hard through the bouts of torture but more importantly — as she had remarked earlier while tying him off with a neat little bow — to make his boy parts look more pretty. She takes a moment to admire her work, as he groans and shakes his head weakly in protest. She gently reminds him of his lack of choice in the matter and, keeping her eyes fixed on his, peels off the hotpants. It was an old story. That may sound like an obvious thing for a guy to say, but not all men are as entirely in the thrall of an hourglass figure, long flowing hair, painted nails and lips and a set of smouldering hot eyes as I always find myself. I was already weak; already putty in this girls hands. Then, two hours into the teasing, she'd sat on my face so I could tongue her to three more. Gina Tease and denial Part 1 Date: We had married too young and too soon, and we were not made for each other.

Tease deny sex stories



Gina Tease and denial Part 1 Date: You may be wondering how Marci could be so calm and rational at this point. She takes a moment to admire her work, as he groans and shakes his head weakly in protest. Plus, two and a half hours into the teasing session, she'd tied an extra rope at my waist, pulling me down into the bed and making it harder for me to raise my hips. His chest and thighs are hatched with livid impact marks and streaks of hardened wax, and his mouth is smeared with lip gloss around the painfully tight bit gag. Marci avoided this easily by letting her hand ride up with my cock. Her knees press in on either side of his hips; his breathing quickens as she lowers her slickened crotch to bump against his head. The room is warm, stifling with the smell of perfume, lube and rubber. We did very different things with that knowledge. The sobbing starts just as she gets his blindfold back on. Had she ever really existed? Her scent and ghost remained in the house and so it was quickly sold, the proceeds halved, and I used my share to buy a quaint country cottage on the edge of town where I could hide away. BDSM , Author: We had married too young and too soon, and we were not made for each other. That may sound like an obvious thing for a guy to say, but not all men are as entirely in the thrall of an hourglass figure, long flowing hair, painted nails and lips and a set of smouldering hot eyes as I always find myself. Every time Marci stroked her fingers on my cock head, the most primitive part of my hindbrain—I can't pretend my higher cognitive functions had any part in the decision—caused my hip and thigh and back muscles to convulse, pushing my cock toward Marci's hand in the desperate hope that her fingers would slip below my cock head, touch that most sensitive area, and rocket me into orgasm. To be fair things needed to change. With them, she stroked just my cock head, from the tip of my glans to just above the coronal ridge separating the glans from my cock's shaft. Her fingers never quite reached that most sensitive area of my cock, the underside of my cock shaft right below the ridge. Her painted red lips gradually curled into a heart stoppingly wicked grin. Wake up time! I opened it and squinted out into the gloom. Page 3 of I was already weak; already putty in this girls hands. Her breasts were large, and gravity defying, her belly tight in the figure clinging dress, and her Hadn't three hours of teasing me also inflamed her own sexual desire?



































Tease deny sex stories



She rolls a thick condom onto him with nimble fingers, and smiles knowingly. By now he looks thoroughly used. The achingly tight red latex shorts, matching bra top, gloves and platform boots leave no room for interpretation: With a sharp rap at the door in the dusk of an October evening Gina entered my life. Plus, two and a half hours into the teasing session, she'd tied an extra rope at my waist, pulling me down into the bed and making it harder for me to raise my hips. We did very different things with that knowledge. From long experience teasing me, Marci knows I can't come from this slow soft stroking of only my cock head—not even when I'm crazy and quivering all over from three hours of concentrated and continuous teasing after five weeks of denial and frustrated arousal. Marci also knows—from having sucked me to exquisite orgasms while I was teasing her senseless after she'd endured seven days of frustrating denial—that it's agonizing, when you're highly aroused and desperate to come, to see and hear your partner spasm and gasp through an intense orgasm. After a while, his little choking groans become whispers. Extreme orgasm denial, latex and sobbing His moan as she removes his blindfold is somewhere between bliss and deep dismay: Her knees press in on either side of his hips; his breathing quickens as she lowers her slickened crotch to bump against his head. To his evident surprise she reaches between her legs, takes him gently in her fingers, and pops him into place. He is begging her, pleading through the gag. Wake up time! I had ignored my younger wife to the extent that she felt entirely neglected, and there was no way someone as pretty as her was going to be neglected for long. But before tying me and beginning the three hour teasing session, she'd had me tongue her to three powerful orgasms. It was an old story. Luckily we discovered this before any kids came along and so the split was clean and swift. Of course it had.

Work was busy and kept me focused, but I did miss company around the house. Plus, two and a half hours into the teasing session, she'd tied an extra rope at my waist, pulling me down into the bed and making it harder for me to raise my hips. It was an old story. To continue the tease and keep me on the excruciating edge of orgasm, she was using just the thumb and index and middle finger of her right hand. BDSM , Author: I opened it and squinted out into the gloom. Her fingers never quite reached that most sensitive area of my cock, the underside of my cock shaft right below the ridge. But before tying me and beginning the three hour teasing session, she'd had me tongue her to three powerful orgasms. Of course it had. We did very different things with that knowledge. Her scent and ghost remained in the house and so it was quickly sold, the proceeds halved, and I used my share to buy a quaint country cottage on the edge of town where I could hide away. She gently reminds him of his lack of choice in the matter and, keeping her eyes fixed on his, peels off the hotpants. Then, two hours into the teasing, she'd sat on my face so I could tongue her to three more. BradLee, Rating: To be fair things needed to change. Marci also knows—from having sucked me to exquisite orgasms while I was teasing her senseless after she'd endured seven days of frustrating denial—that it's agonizing, when you're highly aroused and desperate to come, to see and hear your partner spasm and gasp through an intense orgasm. By now he looks thoroughly used. Hadn't three hours of teasing me also inflamed her own sexual desire? That may sound like an obvious thing for a guy to say, but not all men are as entirely in the thrall of an hourglass figure, long flowing hair, painted nails and lips and a set of smouldering hot eyes as I always find myself. Tease deny sex stories



The room is warm, stifling with the smell of perfume, lube and rubber. Dirty fetishist as he is, the addition of the lubed rubber sheath will only make things all the more unbearable for him. Still, all these months later, she still lingered in my every waking thought, as alluring a captivating as the day she had quite literally barged into my life and took it over, as was her way. And as my work hours got longer and longer, so did her hours in the gym with Steve the personal trainer, and eventually, the return home to an empty house and a note of regret on the kitchen table was inevitable. With one forceful slide of the hips he is taken all the way inside, and all the breath leaves his body at once. Had she ever really existed? The base of his erection is firmly tied with a red silk ribbon, to keep him hard through the bouts of torture but more importantly — as she had remarked earlier while tying him off with a neat little bow — to make his boy parts look more pretty. The poor thing, already sore and sticky from her earlier vibrator games, quivers as she kneels onto the bed and takes it into her glossy red palm. Gina Tease and denial Part 1 Date: To continue the tease and keep me on the excruciating edge of orgasm, she was using just the thumb and index and middle finger of her right hand. Had it ever really happened? She rolls a thick condom onto him with nimble fingers, and smiles knowingly. Extreme orgasm denial, latex and sobbing His moan as she removes his blindfold is somewhere between bliss and deep dismay: Marci's break from teasing my cock for her own orgasms hadn't given me much relief. Her breasts were large, and gravity defying, her belly tight in the figure clinging dress, and her Plus, two and a half hours into the teasing session, she'd tied an extra rope at my waist, pulling me down into the bed and making it harder for me to raise my hips. She takes a moment to admire her work, as he groans and shakes his head weakly in protest. She gently reminds him of his lack of choice in the matter and, keeping her eyes fixed on his, peels off the hotpants. You may be wondering how Marci could be so calm and rational at this point. The achingly tight red latex shorts, matching bra top, gloves and platform boots leave no room for interpretation: Begging her to ride him, to let him have just one orgasm inside her, rather than ripped out of him with a gloved hand or a vibrator. I was too close to coming for Marci to stroke me in a normal manner. But before tying me and beginning the three hour teasing session, she'd had me tongue her to three powerful orgasms. Luckily we discovered this before any kids came along and so the split was clean and swift. To be fair things needed to change. Every time Marci stroked her fingers on my cock head, the most primitive part of my hindbrain—I can't pretend my higher cognitive functions had any part in the decision—caused my hip and thigh and back muscles to convulse, pushing my cock toward Marci's hand in the desperate hope that her fingers would slip below my cock head, touch that most sensitive area, and rocket me into orgasm. The sobbing starts just as she gets his blindfold back on.

Tease deny sex stories



Then, two hours into the teasing, she'd sat on my face so I could tongue her to three more. With them, she stroked just my cock head, from the tip of my glans to just above the coronal ridge separating the glans from my cock's shaft. Still, all these months later, she still lingered in my every waking thought, as alluring a captivating as the day she had quite literally barged into my life and took it over, as was her way. From long experience teasing me, Marci knows I can't come from this slow soft stroking of only my cock head—not even when I'm crazy and quivering all over from three hours of concentrated and continuous teasing after five weeks of denial and frustrated arousal. The base of his erection is firmly tied with a red silk ribbon, to keep him hard through the bouts of torture but more importantly — as she had remarked earlier while tying him off with a neat little bow — to make his boy parts look more pretty. The room is warm, stifling with the smell of perfume, lube and rubber. Had she ever really existed? Extreme orgasm denial, latex and sobbing His moan as she removes his blindfold is somewhere between bliss and deep dismay: LushStories And so it began; a journey into a life so strange that I still look back and wonder whether it was all just a crazy dream. Sure enough, despite his protests, his cock responds. BDSM , Author: To be fair things needed to change. Line Spacing: You may be wondering how Marci could be so calm and rational at this point.

Tease deny sex stories



To his evident surprise she reaches between her legs, takes him gently in her fingers, and pops him into place. She gently reminds him of his lack of choice in the matter and, keeping her eyes fixed on his, peels off the hotpants. I stammered something and stepped to one side indicating her to step into the hall ahead of me. Still, all these months later, she still lingered in my every waking thought, as alluring a captivating as the day she had quite literally barged into my life and took it over, as was her way. Marci avoided this easily by letting her hand ride up with my cock. Hadn't three hours of teasing me also inflamed her own sexual desire? Plus, two and a half hours into the teasing session, she'd tied an extra rope at my waist, pulling me down into the bed and making it harder for me to raise my hips. Every time Marci stroked her fingers on my cock head, the most primitive part of my hindbrain—I can't pretend my higher cognitive functions had any part in the decision—caused my hip and thigh and back muscles to convulse, pushing my cock toward Marci's hand in the desperate hope that her fingers would slip below my cock head, touch that most sensitive area, and rocket me into orgasm. It was an old story. I opened it and squinted out into the gloom. Dirty fetishist as he is, the addition of the lubed rubber sheath will only make things all the more unbearable for him. BradLee, Rating: Marci knows I become intensely aroused by hearing and seeing her have an orgasm—especially when she'd sitting on my face and it's all happening right above me—even when I haven't been teased and denied. Her fingers never quite reached that most sensitive area of my cock, the underside of my cock shaft right below the ridge. After a while, his little choking groans become whispers. Then, two hours into the teasing, she'd sat on my face so I could tongue her to three more. You may be wondering how Marci could be so calm and rational at this point. Her scent and ghost remained in the house and so it was quickly sold, the proceeds halved, and I used my share to buy a quaint country cottage on the edge of town where I could hide away. And as my work hours got longer and longer, so did her hours in the gym with Steve the personal trainer, and eventually, the return home to an empty house and a note of regret on the kitchen table was inevitable. Extreme orgasm denial, latex and sobbing His moan as she removes his blindfold is somewhere between bliss and deep dismay: I was already weak; already putty in this girls hands. She takes a moment to admire her work, as he groans and shakes his head weakly in protest. The achingly tight red latex shorts, matching bra top, gloves and platform boots leave no room for interpretation: Her knees press in on either side of his hips; his breathing quickens as she lowers her slickened crotch to bump against his head. He is begging her, pleading through the gag. LushStories And so it began; a journey into a life so strange that I still look back and wonder whether it was all just a crazy dream. Of course it had. His chest and thighs are hatched with livid impact marks and streaks of hardened wax, and his mouth is smeared with lip gloss around the painfully tight bit gag.

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