Normally I would have been excited to have a hot girl spend the night over. Ecstatic really. But when Rose, only about an hour ago, told me I’d have to wait until tomorrow to cum, I could already feel my balls aching.
She sat in her white button shirt, loosely and only fastened on the bottom, with her skirt spreading out over the bed. She balanced herself behind her with her hands and looked up at me eagerly.
“So?” she asked cutely.
“Yeah, they said it’s ok for you to stay over.”
“Great!” she said, enthused. “Tonight is gonna be a lot of fun.”
I gulped. It obviously would not be. “Yeah, sure,” I said nervously.
“Come sit with me on the bed,” Rose said sweetly, patting my dark blue comforter. I started moving towards her when she stopped me. “Oh, take those shorts off though.” She helped me out of my shorts so I was just in my boxers. I was starting to get hard again looking down her top as I stood in front of her. Her hands undoing my zipper and button and tugging my shorts down as enough to keep me erect and push out the fabric of my boxers.
“Haha, nice,” she said, amused as my cock twitched behind the sheet of fabric. She touched it, like a curious girl seeing a boner for the first time, prodding it and batting it around. She bit her lip and tugged my boxers down a little so that the elastic pushed on my balls. She stroked me, now fully hard. I groaned, feeling her hand move up and down my shaft smoothly. I bent over a little.
“Mmmm,” she said casually. “I love stroking you like this, right in front of my face. Man, you’re precumming a lot…I bet you wanan cum so bad, huh?”
“Oh Rose please, please, please…”
“Yeah, I bet you’d wanna cum right now, right all over my face?” She stroked me harder, moving her face closer to my impending orgasm. I moaned so loudly, wanting to shoot so bad, picturing my load on her face. I hadn’t really thought about it until she suggested it but the idea seemed very hot.
“Rose, don’t stop, make me cum!”
She stroked and rubbed and shut her eyes. “That’s right, cum for me, do it!”
I let out a scream and relaxed my muscles, feeling the cum about to burst. She reach down and squeezed my balls, laughing at my following cry of pain. The surprise and intensity almost had me on my knees, bending at my waist above her.
“Oh wow, you were really gonna blow your load on me, weren’t you?”
“I…Rose…please….”
“What? Let you cum on my face? Gross.”
“No…wherever, please I just wanna cum!” I pleaded.
“Ohhh, poor thing,” she said raking a finger on the underside of my cock. “I kinda want to try it. Katie and I were talking about it; she let her boyfriend do it to her and it sounded really hot.” She kept running her finger along the bottom of my cock, making it twitch and drip precum onto her legs. “But I’ll hold back, ok? I wanna wait until tomorrow to make you cum.”
“Please Rose, why? My balls hurt so much.”
“I know, I know. Hold on and wait for me. Maybe we should get your boxers on.” She gave my cock a kiss and tugged the boxers from my balls and on top of my cock, straining against the fabric.
“Hehe,” she giggled. “You look so silly like this, with your stiff boner exploding out of your boxers.”
I groaned and stared down her shirt which was no longer covering her right nipple. Precum was forming a sizeable wetspot. The sight of her cleavage was enough to make and my balls, well, my balls felt like they were going to fall off from their weight.
“Gosh, I’m just getting so horny,” she said sensually, cupping and squeezing her big breasts. She took my wrists and guided me to sit next to her where she started kissing me passionately. She was really starting to get into this.
She kissed me hard, pushing her tongue into my mouth forcefully, gripping my chest and arm muscles. I tried to keep up with her, moving my hands on her body, unbuttoning the bottom of her shirt and moving it away to feel her naked breasts.
“Harder, please,” she moaned against my lips, pushing against my hands. I squeezed harder, rubbing and moving her large boobs around on her chest. She went back to grabbing my cock and rubbing my thighs to torture me. “No, harder, please, go at it like you want them.”
I swallowed and tried to keep my mind away from the just-barely stimulation she was giving me at my crotch and squeezed her breasts together hard. I moved them over her chest, making her moan and breath hard into my mouth. I went at it like I was trying to pop two balloons. It felt like I was going at it too roughly and hurting her but she was enjoying it. She moaned hard and gripped my stomach and the side of my face. She reached down and rubbed my cock and squeezed my balls.
“Ah…Rose…ow, stop that hurts.”
“Shhh, be quiet or I’ll squeeze harder,” she said threateningly, rubbing my balls and squeezing them. I coughed and kept pressing my hands into her tits while we kissed. We were both groaning, but for different reasons. She loved what I was doing to her but I was groaning and almost whimpering in pain from her squeezes which seemed to grow in intensity along with her moans.
I pressed her boobs together, which she seemed to love by how hard she squeezed my balls together. I cough and couldn’t take it anymore, lowering my head.
“Awww, sorry hun. I’m just getting so turned on right now. Make me cum, all right? Please?” Before I could say anything, I felt her grab my hand from her right breast and tug it down to her skirt, lifting the pleats up and forcing my fingers past the elastic of her panties. She was burning down there and moist; my fingers found her clit and rubbed it, making her squeal and squeeze my arms against my body.
“Ohhh that’s so good, keep doing that,” she pleaded, running her hands over my chest. I fingered her harder and her hands went to my crotch, running all over it and feeling how hard I was. She ran her fingers over me, reaching down and cupping my balls. As I rubbed her crotch more, focusing on her hardening clit, her cupping turned to squeezing as her fingers wrapped around my balls and pressed them together like I was doing to her breasts.
She was moaning hard. I could see the sweat forming on her reddening forehead.
“Ah, owww, Rose…” I moaned out, trying to keep pleasuring her through the pain.
“Oh, don’t stop, please. This feels so good.”
I gritted my teeth and kept at it, feeling her hand form a vise around my nuts. It seems every time I grunted in pain she moaned out and became more and more excited, sort of digging into the bed with her hips in a rhythmic motion.
“Ohhh I’m gonna cum,” she said with her head resting on my shoulder. I squeezed her left breast hard and rubbed up and down quickly on her clit. Her moans became a harsh breathing and her hand spread itself, fortunately taking itself away from my balls, and covered my semi-hard cock and balls. Just as she was about to cum she raised her head to mine and kissed me, moaning hard into my mouth.
I was glad because I didn’t want anyone else to hear. She jostled a little and came, raising her right hand to grab her other breast. I kept going with the clit stimulation as best as I could and felt her hand rub my crotch all over, feeling how hard and swollen I was.
She hit her climax and then came down slowly, moaning at shorter intervals and kissing me on my neck. I wasn’t sure when to stop but I figured when she closed her eyes and let her head rest on my shoulder would be a good time. I rubbed my hand on her thigh and let her body collapse into mine a little bit.
“That was really nice,” Rose said quietly against my neck as her hand brushed lazily around my cock. “I came pretty hard.”
“Uh, good,” I said, looking down at her body, feeling my cock grow as her fingers played with it. She touched me all over and then began fondling my balls.
“Ohh, ah, Rose…”
“What?”
“My balls…ow they…ow don’t do that.”
“Oh sorry,” she said with a smile, looking down at them. “I guess I got a little carried away before, huh?” She stroked my cock, getting it hard for her.
“Rose…”
“What?”
“I…please…ahhh, please,” I begged, feeling her edge me twice in a row. My balls were starting to ache again.
“What silly, tell me.”
“Rose I don’t think I can take any more teasing. My balls hurt so much.”
“Aww, do they? They look really swollen and big. But it’s only been a few days, I think you can handle it,” she said with a smile, working my cock and edging me again.
“Ahhh, yes Rose. Please I…I can’t take it anymore.”
“Hey, keep your hands away from there!” She held my wrists tightly and pushed them back. “No touching.”
I felt her hold my hands against the bed behind me while my cock twitched in front of me and spewed precum. I gritted my teeth as she held me still. “Rose! Seriously it hurts so much.”
“What does?”
“My balls, ahhh, they hurt!”
“Ohh, I bet you’ve just got blueballs. Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”
“Rose…you have…”
“Shh, it’s ok. They’ll probably go away after awhile,” she said with a playful grin. “But for now, I’m going to have my fun. Do I need to keep holding your hands back?”
I grunted and shook my head.
“Good boy,” she said kindly and reached around to grab my shaft, rubbing it up and down. I groaned and squirmed, doing everything I could to resist reaching around and touching myself.
“Jeez, I can’t believe I gave you blueballs again!” she exclaimed, sending her palm under my painful balls to cup them. “They must ache sooooo bad.”
“Ahh, uuggghh, Rose…they…ahhh stop,” I begged as she squeezed them. I couldn’t take it anymore and reached around. This was a bad idea.
“Ahhhhhh!” I screamed as I felt her fingers crush my balls.
“I told you to keep your hands away,” she said sternly as my hands hovered above my cock. She let her grip go a little and looked at me. “Or do I have to tie you up?”
“Please, I’ll be good.”
“Good, I’m sure you don’t want me to squeeze your sensitive blueballs again, do you?”
I shook my head.
“Good.” She released them and went back to stroking, looking into my face deliberately. She rubbed me over and over and kept he eyes on mine as if challenging me. I whimpered and begged her to stop but she wouldn’t. She stroked and edged me. It was the edges that were the worst, making my balls full and aching.
“I…I can’t Rose.”
“What?”
“Please, I need it. I can’t help myself.”
“Awww, you’re not gonna try to move again are you?” she asked with one hand stroking me and the other on my balls.
“Don’t…please Rose don’t do this.”
“Just have some control. I don’t want to hurt your precious little balls.”
“I…I…” I reached forward the next time she edged me and felt another vice go across my balls. I screamed again until I put my hands back and she loosened.
“You just need some more self control,” she said easily as she bobbled my balls. “You’ll make any girl happy if you can just take a little bit of teasing.” She ran a finger up and down my shaft as it pointed in the air and leaked precum. I moaned and humped the air, much to Rose’s delight, and begged her for release.
She edged me again and had to hold my hands back. “Do you have anything like, um, tape or something?”
“Wh…what?”
“Like duct tape.”
“Um, yeah in the top drawer.”
“Can I leave you here and trust that you won’t touch yourself?”
I nodded. She stood and walked over to my dresser and searched around for the tape. Bringing it back she sat next to me and spoke slowly as she stroked my cock.
“I’m gonna tape your hands behind your back, ok? It’s just to give you better self control.”
“Rose, I don’t know…”
“What if I do this?” she asked as she took the sides of her white blouse and pulled them aside and away from her body to let it rest on the bed behind her. She unsnapped her skirt and let that hit the floor as well, leaving her topless and in her panties. She cupped one of her boobs and looked up at me. “Now what do you say?”
“Rose, please. I’m serious. My balls really, really hurt and I need to cum.”
She smiled. “Come on, hands behind your back.”
I complied but kept begging. “Rose…I can’t take any more of this. You have no idea how much this hurts.”
“Shhh,” she whispered softly as she started wrapping the metallic tape around my wrists. I swallowed hard and felt the sticky band go up my arm a little bit as she ripped off the roll. “Now just relax ok. I know your balls feel full and big and achy but just relax ok?”
I gritted my teeth as she went back to stroking, pressing her naked, warm breasts into the side of my chest. Her hand rose up and down my shaft, now coated with precum, making my balls feel fuller than ever. I squirmed as I reached the edge and just as I felt like she was going to bring me over it she took her hand only inches away and giggled, watching as I struggled and begged her to stop. What was worse, now that my hands were secured behind my back, she didn’t stop. Her finger pushed against the head and rubbed a small circle there. I coughed and moaned as I felt myself reach the edge again. She continued, taking her finger off at the right time and placing it back when I was ready.
It was excruciating; she always knew right when I was about to cum. In effect, I was kept right on the edge for who knows how long. It felt like forever, maybe five minutes, I don’t know. My cock was like a broken precum faucet.
“Stop…please…no more…” I pleaded and finally she took her finger off.
“How was it?” she asked sweetly.
“Owww, Rose, it hurts,” I said as her hand rubbed my balls. Did she ever stop?
“These feel so full and tight in here. I just love blueballs, you know. Achy and bursting. I’m gonna keep edging you ok?”
“Rose, no! I can’t…you…please noooo.”
She had already started rubbing the head of my cock. Precum nearly shot out of me and I struggled harder at the tape. She giggled and nuzzled my neck, rubbing and edging me over and over again. She took my balls and tugged them down roughly. I felt the my impending orgasm subside for a little bit while Rose bent down and sucked on the head of my cock with her mouth.
“Ahh, Rose…stop…Rose…ahhhh,” I complained, feeling her lips and tongue flick over the sensitive parts of my cock head. She tugged down my balls to keep my orgasm under control and kept teasing. I felt my orgasm approach and wither away over and over and finally, as the pain and ache grew so much I couldn’t take it, I started humping into her mouth. I got one or two in before I felt her hand squeeze my balls roughly. I thought she was going to pull away but instead she kept control by squeezing my balls. I couldn’t stop myself, knowing I was so close, and kept going, thrusting my cock into her warm, wet mouth. My cock slid over her tongue and leaked precum as it twitched inside of her. I moaned in pleasure at first and then grunted in pain as her fingers gripped my nuts and pushed them together.
She didn’t do anything otherwise to stop me, keeping her lips around my cock and using her tongue on the shaft. I was so close I couldn’t stop regardless of the pain. I kept going, pushing in and out of her mouth. She was moaning in pleasure while I felt my orgasm dwindle and dwindle away. Eventually, all I could feel was pain and my cock began to soften a little. I slowed and then stopped.
“Rose…I…ahhhh…pleeeease let me cum.”
She slid her mouth off and looked up at me still rubbing my balls loosely in her hands. She moved her fingers up to my shaft only to stimulate me close to the edge and then bring them back down to keep me under control.
“Rose…”
“Comeon, it’s just a little teasing.”
“I…my balls…you can’t do this anymore,” I pleaded.
She stroked me a few more times and then stopped, resting her hand on my thigh. Her face changed, losing its smile. “Are you really not enjoying this?”
“Rose! This fucking hurts!”
“Well, yeah but…look at you, you look like you’re going to cry.”
I swallowed and looked back at her.
“I guess I forget you’re not used to this. My…well I guess…nevermind. I’m just used to being able to tease more. It’s only been a few days.”
“…Sorry,” I said feeling a little bit better now that her hand was off of me. However, my cock still twitched and ached.
“No, no. I should be sorry. I shouldn’t push you so hard, especially after your balls went through such a beating. I’ll go easy on you for the rest of the night, ok?”
“Rose…”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine, fine. We’ll take a break and maybe we’ll stop for the night. I just love playing with it and making you horny and twitchy for me. You have no idea.”
I smiled, I couldn’t help it. She ran her fingernails over my thigh and looked down at my cock with that cute smile of hers. I knew she wanted to play with it. She looked back up at me and kissed me for a while a few times. I kissed her back and felt her fingers dig into my skin. She ran her hands over my abs and chest passionately. She was so gorgeous, touching me and kissing my neck. Even when she wasn’t touching me I felt my balls tighten. Just looking down at her, her cute face with that bashful smile she gets, her big breasts heaving every breath she takes, her long legs…I could feel the precum surge and spill out the top of my cock as it twitched desperately in the air.
“See? It wants me to touch it again,” Rose said in a sexy voice, rubbing her hands along my thighs.
“Ugh,” I groaned, feeling her hands make me more frustrated. “I want to cum.”
“Details,” she said with a giggle. “But I said we’d give it a rest and we will.” Rose scooted away and back into the bed. She put her head on the pillow and sat on her side. Topless and only her panties to cover her, I had trouble meeting her at the head of the bed without putting my hands all over her.
“Do you think we can take the tape off now?” she asked cutely. “Or do you think you’ll ruin it for us.”
I shook my head. “No, please. The duct tape is really uncomfortable.”
“Turn over,” she instructed. I flipped over and felt her hands grab at the tape and rip it away. My arm hairs pulled with it painfully but otherwise it didn’t take long for me to ignore it and turn back around.
I laid down facing her, my cock still rock hard. She leaned towards me and pushed me on my back and then snuggled up to me keeping our hands on my chest.
“Take those off, silly,” she said to me, pointing at my pants around my knees. I reached down and tugged them off and on to the floor. We were both almost naked for each other.
“That’s better. Have you ever been naked for a girl before?”
I gulped. “No, not really.”
“You just seem nervous, that’s all. You shouldn’t be, you’re not that bad looking, you know?”
“Um…”
She smiled and pushed against me more firmly. “You’re so cute. The way you try not to look at my breasts or how you look at me when I edge you.” She squeezed my hands and pushed her nose into my neck. “How are those balls doing by the way?”
“They still ache a lot,” I said with a wince. I wish she’d quit bringing it up.
She sat up a little bit to get a good look at my crotch. “Looks like it. But I promised we’d take a break, so I won’t tease you anymore for awhile. I mean unless you want me to?”
“No…no that’s ok,” I said as calmly as possible.
We were silent for awhile as Rose started looking around the room. “You’ve got a lot of neat stuff in here,” she said as she commented on many of my posters on the walls and other gadgets lying about the dressers. “This is a neat watch. I keep forgetting to tell you in class.”
“Oh yeah, it’s actually a…” I started to say but was cut off when she manipulated it more.
“Oh neat! What is this?” she said, looking at it peculiarly.
“It’s a flash drive.”
“Wow, that is really cool. A watch and a flash drive. Where did you get this?”
“Uh, some website.”
She turned back towards me with the watch in her hand, trying it on her wrist. She seemed a little goofy and more affectionate as she ran her fingers over my chest with the watch on. It fit her loosely and dangled down her arm while she touched me and brought her fingers dangerously close to my crotch. I held my breath a little.
“What? You should relax more,” she offered, rubbing my arms. “Man, you are just stiff as a rock down here.” She reached down to squeeze my cock and hold it for a second.
“Rose, please…”
“Sorry. It’s just so hard to keep my hands off of it when you’re so stiff like that. It makes me want to stroke it up and down,” she said softly as she rubbed me.
“Rose, you said no more…”
“Mmmm, but I just love rubbing it and teasing you. What if I let you feel my breasts?”
“Rose…” I groaned.
“Ok, ok,” she said as she took her hand away and then removed the watch. “You’re right; I’m just so worked up, you know? I can’t stop thinking about sex. Let’s change the subject. I really don’t know much about you.”
“Well, what would you like to know?” I asked curiously.
“Ummm, well what do you do for fun?”
“Well, I guess I’m usually on my computer doing stuff or the tv playing video games.”
“That’s cool, I guess. Which ones do you play?”
I answered. She didn’t know anything about them. She was forcing herself not to think of sex, I could tell, but it wasn’t working. Her eyes often drifted down to my cock which made it stiffen and make it impossible for me to force soft.
I, too had the problem of keeping my eyes on her face. Her chest drew my eyes like magnets. She noticed.
“Maybe being naked was a bad idea. Do you want to get dressed? I mean, if we really are going to stop for the night, I guess it makes sense,” she offered.
“Yeah, that’s a good idea.” Funny, I never would have pictured myself accepting a girl putting on her clothes. Nevertheless we got dressed again. I couldn’t help but watch her stuff her big breasts into her bra and slip up her panties over her curvy ass. She giggled when she saw the protrusion from my boxers throbbing humorously. My balls were still killing me but I managed to put on some shorts while she re-dressed in her white button-up top but left her skirt on the ground. I stayed shirtless with only a pair of shorts, tight and snug around my crotch, to conceal me.
We sat against the headboard with pillows against our backs. We both started to speak at the same time.
“You first,” she insisted.
I sighed. “Rose, I’ve always been wondering. Why me?”
“What do you mean?” she asked, shrugging.
“Well, I don’t seem like your type.”
“What, you don’t think cute guys are my type?”
Damn her. “No, I mean. I dunno, I’m kind of nerdy and stuff. Your last few boyfriends were like football and lacrosse players, right?”
“So?” she said. I could tell she wanted me to drop it. At least now that we were clothed, she held less power over me.
“So…why me?”
She sighed and looked away from me, focusing her attention on a poster on my wall. “Look, I used to be into that kind of guy. Big, strong, confident. Sarah and Katie and me always used to go out with the same types and be in the same crowd. But I don’t know, I’m just not into it very much anymore, you know?” she turned her head back to mine and showed me a side of her face I hadn’t seen before.
I really didn’t know. “Yeah, I guess,” I said, trying to get her to continue.
“I suppose I’ve been drifting away from them late junior year and now this year, I don’t know…we never go to parties anymore. I just don’t feel like it, it’s never really been my thing.” I was about to nod or say something when she kept going as if she had broken past an obstacle. “I just felt really pressured and stuff back in freshmen year to fit in and all that. I don’t mean anything bad about them, but it’s just, I don’t know, they like to go out and get drunk and have sex and I just don’t feel like it.”
“Yeah…”
“And I guess that’s why I liked you so much. You never did any of that stuff. You’re cute and kind of shy. I could tell you were attracted to me. I’ve got to admit at first I didn’t really give you a second look but when we started working on stuff together, I realized you were really cool about helping me. You weren’t just doing it to get in my pants.”
“Well, no I mean…” I stuttered and trailed off. It was hard to recall that far back but I was pretty sure I was doing it just to have a chance to talk to such a hot girl.
“I just thought it was so sweet. I mean even when I was throwing myself at you, you didn’t make any moves on me. Trust me, a first date with my usual boyfriends leads to me putting out.”
“Putting out…but I thought…”
“Well, I didn’t mean it like that. Sarah and I have been teasing guys since freshmen year and that was before they knew any better. Now it’s so difficult, we almost need to tag team them or else they start getting pushy.”
Was she just going out with me as an easy target? Someone who wouldn’t fight back? I shook my head internally and kept listening.
“Sarah got much worse though, as time went on. She really got into ballbusting and all that. I mean, I like it too, you know that,” she said with a grin. “But I’m not into it like hardcore. You know, like she could go the whole time just ballbusting. I’d rather things be a bit more…intimate.”
I agreed. I couldn’t imagine being Sarah’s boyfriend. Or even being with Sarah just more than once…
“Yeah,” I said. “I can see that.”
“Sorry, am I talking too much? I just feel that Sarah’s always been, you know, ‘in charge’ and that Katie and I just follow her. Well, I don’t like that really. Like the time before when she wanted me to do those things in front of them. I’m still really sorry about that. But it was stuff like that. But now I’m worried because she’s starting to get really resentful.”
“Resentful?”
“Well, she hates that I’m keeping you to myself. We used to share all the time and now that I’m not she’s getting angry. I feel bad because she’s taking it out on you.”
“Yeah,” I muttered, recalling back when Katie and Sarah tortured me.
“But it’s hard. I’m not used to this. I wish you’d stand up for yourself more.” She leaned into me, her eyes almost begging. “I just hate to see you hurt.”
Talk about melting my heart. “Well, Rose, what am I supposed to do?”
She sighed. “Never mind. I guess I need to talk to them. Sorry, it’s just…sorry.”
I left it at that, not really sure what to say. I mean, how was I supposed to defend myself against two girls who weren’t afraid of hitting below the belt? I’m not really all that strong and one blow to my balls and I’m down. I wasn’t sure what Rose expected of me.
“Sorry,” she repeated. “Let’s change the subject. Tell me about your high school days.”
“Well, I don’t know. I’ve got some friend from Junior High that I hang out with. We usually just do video games.”
“Is that all you ever do?” she asked with a smile.
“I could say the same thing about you and…partying,” I said quickly. She gave me a playfully stern look and held her hand in a fist over my crotch.
“Watch it, mister.”
I chuckled. “Well, no seriously, I guess I just took classes and hung out with my friends. I don’t know there’s not much to tell.”
“What about girlfriends?”
“Well, I guess, I don’t know if she counted. I went on a date with this one girl in sophomore year, but, she wasn’t interested. I really didn’t go out with any girls.”
“Why not?”
I shrugged. “For the same reason all girls aren’t interested.”
“That’s silly. You shouldn’t say things like that.”
“But they’re true,” I complained.
“Well, I’m interested,” she said, taking her outstretched hand and putting it on my stomach. “Maybe you just had to wait a bit…”
“Well, it was worth it,” I said, a lump forming in my throat. She moaned out a little and leaned in to kiss me. I kissed her back and felt her hand run over my stomach and chest.
I felt myself get hard. She did, more literally as she grabbed me through my pants. She moaned out at the touch and immediately reached in to fish it out. I groaned hard and felt her stroke me as she undid the buttons on the shorts. She them down my thighs and tucked my boxer’s elastic under my swollen balls.
“Rose…”
She bit her lip. “Sorry…should I stop?”
I thought for a moment. My balls were getting tight and aching and my cock was so ready to cum. I had been denied what seemed forever and now she was about to edge me once more.
“No, it’s ok…go ahead,” I said cringing. She smiled.
“Ok, just sit back and relax.”
I let my head go behind me and felt her soft palm and small fingers run over my shaft, milking the precum out. I grunted and felt myself get close quickly. After the prolonged teasing she did before, it didn’t take long for me to get close. I clenched my hips and felt myself approach and the nearly expected frustration as she took her hand away.
She ran just a finger over my shaft, keeping me frustrated and achy. I moaned out loud and gritted my teeth. She giggled and kept up the stimulation. For some reason I felt more complacent as she stroked me. I felt like instead of her torturing me, that it was something romantic to let her tease my cock. Maybe I was going insane, maybe her words made me see a better side of her. Maybe all the blood rushing to my cock was draining my brain, but no matter what the reason I felt like each edging was as pleasurable as an orgasm. Maybe not exactly the same but it felt good. I can’t describe it.
The teasing went on and left me panting and moaning for more. She was relentless, pushing me even harder and closer as the night went on. Soon, it approached 1am, and I could tell she was getting tired. So was I, the teasing was exhausting.
We both decided it was best to go to bed. I lay next to her, us keeping slight contact with my hand around her waist. My cock stayed hard for the whole night and I found it near impossible to go to sleep. She too varied her breathing and I could tell she was awake for much of the night too. There must have been something on her mind keeping her up. It would have to wait until tomorrow.
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