littlebitch1
07-08-2004, 01:30 PM
So this weekend, when my girlfriend "D" informed me she was usurping control of my orgasms, I asked her when I might be allowed to come again. She thought about it and said Wednesday (yesterday). I later asked how I might know when she really wanted me to finish, as when she is teasing me she will urge me to come even though we both know I cannot. She said "you'll know when I stick my finger up your ass."
So yesterday, Wednesday, the big day arrives. I am in a state of profound horniness and D spends several hours jerking me to the very edge...several times I have to beg her to stop so I don't disappoint her by having an accident, which she said if I did I would go without for a month (she ignored my pleas of course, and I struggled to control myself). Later, after giving her a manicure & pedicure and what she said was her best orgasm ever, she was teasing me again while I was down on my knees, telling me one day she wants me on all fours so she can fuck me with a strap-on. I was trembling and shaking like a leaf when I felt her finger first massaging, then invading my ass, and asked her if I could come now. She said yes, and and after working me into a frenzy I asked if I could please stand up when I came, as it would be more intense this way. She immediately slowed down and told me I had fucked up big time.
What she said next will be etched into my synapses forever. "How dare you?! This isn't about you, it's about Me. I WAS going to let you come tonight so you would have a memory of what it felt like, because after tonight you weren't going to come for a long, long time." I nearly cried and begged forgiveness. "You could have been cleaning up your come right now. Instead you get nothing." She was kind/cruel enough to tease me to the brink several more times before saying goodnight.
So today I sit at work after a sleepless night, in a state of constant semi-erection, unable to concentrate on anything at all. Yet I love her all the more and will endure whatever ordeals she may devise. This amazing woman has brought me to new heights and depths in only the past five days, and I don't know whether I am more curious or afraid of what will happen in the years to come.
So yesterday, Wednesday, the big day arrives. I am in a state of profound horniness and D spends several hours jerking me to the very edge...several times I have to beg her to stop so I don't disappoint her by having an accident, which she said if I did I would go without for a month (she ignored my pleas of course, and I struggled to control myself). Later, after giving her a manicure & pedicure and what she said was her best orgasm ever, she was teasing me again while I was down on my knees, telling me one day she wants me on all fours so she can fuck me with a strap-on. I was trembling and shaking like a leaf when I felt her finger first massaging, then invading my ass, and asked her if I could come now. She said yes, and and after working me into a frenzy I asked if I could please stand up when I came, as it would be more intense this way. She immediately slowed down and told me I had fucked up big time.
What she said next will be etched into my synapses forever. "How dare you?! This isn't about you, it's about Me. I WAS going to let you come tonight so you would have a memory of what it felt like, because after tonight you weren't going to come for a long, long time." I nearly cried and begged forgiveness. "You could have been cleaning up your come right now. Instead you get nothing." She was kind/cruel enough to tease me to the brink several more times before saying goodnight.
So today I sit at work after a sleepless night, in a state of constant semi-erection, unable to concentrate on anything at all. Yet I love her all the more and will endure whatever ordeals she may devise. This amazing woman has brought me to new heights and depths in only the past five days, and I don't know whether I am more curious or afraid of what will happen in the years to come.