“Babe, this was a bad idea. You’re going to get really close, and then it will be very difficult for you to sleep. I’m going to stop now.”
“No, no, no I’m good I promise.” He revolted.
“Are you sure? You know I’m definitely NOT going to make you cum today?”
“I know, I know. I just need your touch.”
“Even though it’s going to make it worse for you after?”
“Yes.”
She took his dick back in her hand and teased, “Okay, but I feel like I’m not being fair to you by stroking you further. You already have your ‘Official Blue Balls’ scheduled for tomorrow. Today is just going to add to your misery.”
“So release me today! Make me cum! I’m anyway close.”
“You promised not to beg!” she said, stopping her strokes but continuing to hold him.
“I’m sorry, but I’m so close!” He was trying to hump her still hand, which wrapped around his hard dick.
“I had offered you a choice to release today, and you denied it. Now, I can’t help it. You’ll just have to wait.”
“YOU OFFERED ME A SPOILED ORGASM! How can I knowingly agree with that?” He was humping her hand, desperate for friction.
She grinned slyly, stroked him vigorously, kissed his cheeks and asked, “So you’re saying if I offer you a spoiled orgasm right now instead of you leaking all night, you won’t take it?”
She loved to fuck with his brain. It was her favorite hobby.
“I would, but please don’t spoil it. I’m so horny right now! I just need to cum! Please release me normally.”
She kissed him on his lips sweetly, still stroking him. Then, with the biggest smile, she revealed, “I said IF I offer you.”
“What?”
“I had asked that IF I offer you a spoiled orgasm, would you take it? But I’m not offering that now. You already denied that option and left the choice to me. Remember?”
“I am so lost and soooo insanely horny right now! This is absolute torture.”
“Okay okay I’ll stop I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t stop, Make Me Cum!”
“I can’t do that! I had already promised and warned you.”
“Break your promise, just pleaseeee!” He begged, his legs shivering, unable to think straight as he came milliseconds away from an orgasm. She pulled her hand away.
“Ohh, that was a close one.” She joked.
“Why why why! Just let me cum, please.”
“What’s in it for me? ”
“Whatever you want. Just please let me cum.”
“Umm, I want a date night.”
“Done”
“And a foot massage.”
“Done”
“A proper one!”
“Done. Now can you make me cum!?”
“I don’t know. I feel like I could have gotten these without a trade.”
“ALANA YOU CAN TAKE MY KIDNEY BUT PLEASE LET ME CUM!” He cried, anguished with the mental games.
They both bust out laughing at his last comment.
“Fine, you just earned yourself a release with that last line.”
She kissed him passionately and lovingly while holding him close.
“But I can’t allow you a full orgasm. I’ll have to ruin it for you.”
He was grabbing her ass with one hand and hair with the other.
“And you can’t count today as your punishment. You still receive that tomorrow.”
“Arggh” he moaned
She loosened her grip a little.
“Okay!” He yelled frustrated.
“Okay, what?” She teased, leaving her grip completely.
“Okay, you can ruin my orgasm and not count it today.” He sighed gloomily.
“Beg me to spoil your orgasm for you.”
Now, she was just flexing the power she had over him at that moment.
“Alana, please spoil it.”
“That’s not begging.” She teased cockily.
“Alana, please, I’m begging you. Please spoil my orgasm for me. Ruin it so I can be free. Please.”
She was so pleased with herself hearing that.
“Okay, you have officially earned yourself a ruined orgasm. Tell me when you’re close, I’ll stop then.”
He knew what he was getting, but hearing her say that she was going to stop when he’s close made it very real for him.
She gave him a deep kiss, cupped his balls, and stroked hard.
A few seconds later she felt his kiss turn into a bite, his hand-grab turn into a scratch and his body get desperate to shoot the hours of build up.
Before he could tap on her ass impatiently to signal that he can’t take it anymore or even utter the words ‘now’, SHE LET HER HAND GO..
Almost as if she knew his body better than him.
His instant reflex was to stroke it one last time, but she held both his wrists and stopped him.
His dick twitched for almost 6 seconds before his cum trickled down, dejected and in despair. The most frail and weak cumshot possible after a session like that.
She had timed it to perfection.
He felt nothing.
Kabir couldn’t process what had just happened. He tried touching or stroking his dick for some relief, but she knew better. She held his wrists long enough for the urge to die down and only the frustration to be left.
She gave him a peck on his lips and hugged him tightly.
Still careful not to touch his groin area at all. He felt her naked body wrapped around him, but his dick still lacked any sign of friction.
Finally, she whispered, “You know you’re still getting punished tomorrow. You agreed that today doesn’t count.”
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