For the first time, she realized the benefits of one of the recommendations of the artificial intelligence report: observing Greg with all her senses, while she was playing with him.
Enjoying the lust in his eyes, hearing his breathing going deeper and the moans escaping his lips made her feel good. But more importantly it did not only make her feel good, because she normally got overwhelmed by his lust and enjoyed being dragged into the bedroom. But that was in the past. Now she could feel that reaction of her pussy that she had missed for so long. Signs of her arousal were coming back. And that made her feel even better.
She started to touch his ears, letting her fingers softly run down to his chest and over the front part of his body. She could hear his breathing getting deeper, so she slowly moved to his back and started to play with Greg’s shoulders, back and his butt. She loved to see how easy it was to manage Greg’s arousal by determining the speed and pressure of her movements.
Personally, she liked it, when his best friend was only half erect, so she could still bend and softly knead his willy.
Therefore, she deliberately had spared Greg’s nipples and his dick for later.
First, she wondered how he would react, as she carefully scratched him with her fingernails. She started from his shoulders downwards. A soft moan told her that she had hit a new soft spot of Greg. If Greg did something like that to her, she hated it. Pia was too ticklish. She preferred to be grabbed. That’s why ‘being taken’ by Greg had become their routine in their sex life. By looking at Greg she realized he clearly got very excited by her soft touches.
So, she carried on moving up and down his flanks and Greg’s arousal was mounting from her way of touching and playing with him. She used to say: “If you are hungry you should eat.” Meaning foreplay did not have to take too long, before he could penetrate and fuck her.
Maybe it is a bit more like eating desert. One is not hungry anymore, but one enjoys the feeling of a real treat in their mouth. When she recited her phrase about being hungry, he replied: “Even if you are hungry, you should enjoy every bite, smell the aroma, chew well and enjoy every spoonful.” This went through Pia’s mind. Maybe the time you are allowed to see and smell the food, even lick it, will be longer than you whished for.
Today she would play with her sex toy until he begged. Greg never had to beg. In the past he took her, when he needed it and she enjoyed being taken. Today she started to enjoy being in charge and she would try everything to make him beg. Imagining the point when he would want to come, she decided that to prolong his agony excited her.
Being in control was so much fun…
As things were working so well, she took the chair, sat in front of him and included his legs in her game. Greg had hairy legs, maybe that’s the reason why his Dick reacted even more to the caring touches and was fully erect by now. It was almost like playing a harp. And Greg responded like an instrument, uttering different moans, depending on where her fingernails touched his body.
Take your time, went through her mind. “So sensitive and so much in need,” she whispered into his ear. She didn’t respond to his longing views. “You would like to throw me onto the bed and fuck me, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh, yes. You’ve made me so hot. Please let me fuck you.”
“Not today my little sex toy. Today I am using you to my satisfaction.”
She slowly started to lick his dick. It didn’t take long before it looked like a mushroom and she could see the blood pumping through the veins at his shaft. His prostate muscle contracted each time her tongue touched the head of his dick, forcing his dick up even higher up and away from her tongue. When Greg managed to relax the muscle, his dick came down again, so Pia could continue her sweet torture.
“I can’t take it much longer,” Greg pleaded. But she decided to ignore his pleading. Suddenly she swallowed his dick as deep as possible and left it deep in her mouth for quite some time only moving her head a bit from left to right. Pia did not know why, but she loved sucking Greg’s dick. And Greg considered himself a lucky man, that her sexual preferences were driving him up the wall. Under normal circumstances he always had to hold himself back, not to grab her by her hair and push his dick harder and deeper into her mouth until he would pump his cum down her throat. That was one of his fantasies while masturbating, but he did not dare to tell Pia about it. Anyway, in his current circumstance he had no choice anyway.
Greg started to pump his dick forwards and backwards to get him closer to an orgasm. She immediately stopped the blowjob and slapped him with a crop on his butt. “Remain still, or I’ll have to restrain you even more.” First, he felt the sting of the slaps, but soon the sting vanished and he felt turned on, like he read so often about.
As soon as he stood still, she continued her slow sucking. As predicted Pia could soon taste his salty pre-cum. “Not much difference to the elephant in rut, that we saw in Africa anymore.” The poor animal was running around with an erect dick, swinging from left to right as he was walking, full of precum. “But thank goodness you smell much better,” Pia said with a sense of humor.
While she started to slowly pump his dick with her right hand, she began to think about what to do next. Let him cool down? Keep him horny for the next hour? She realized that Greg was very aroused. Actually, too aroused. She was not sure if she could cool him down again sufficiently, or if he would go from 0 to 100 like a sportscar, if she started to tease him again. Most probably in his current state, he could not last long enough anyway, for what she had in mind.
She started to suck his dick again and increased her speed. Sucking his dick was a very mild form of being in control, even before they started to experiment with BDSM. Her mouth being filled by his throbbing dick, always had excited her. But now, with Greg under her full control, she loved it even more. Listening to his moaning, she was obviously not the only one who enjoyed their game.
Each time she moved her head backwards, she created a vacuum, making a throbbing noise when it was released. By experience Greg would not last long. When she looked upwards, she could see his breast heaving and his head shaking. “Please,” Greg pleaded again.
“Please what? You know how to beg properly.”
“Please, let me cum.”
“You think you have deserved it already?”
Pia had made up her mind already. It was time to let Greg cum, so he soon would be ready for what she had in mind as the last round. Admittedly, the artificial intelligence analysis was right. Taking her time to play with Greg, was not only fun for him. Pia could feel her own arousal increasing and she felt that carrying on with the game could make her very, very horny.
When Pia realized how Greg’s dick stiffened even further, she knew he had crossed the line of no return. It was the first time Greg would not be cumming while being inside her pussy. So, she had never seen him ejaculating. She wondered if it would be like the scenes in porn films.
A few more jerks of his dick and his shaft got rock solid. His pre cum ensured that it was nicely lubricated while it was getting massaged. She decreased the pressure and the rhythm to keep him as long as possible in this stage. Pia assumed Greg must feel like being on a drug, out of control, being degraded to a slave to his lust and the hope to get release.
She slowed down even more, enjoying his begging.
“Please, please, please let me cum, or this is the last time I allow you to use me.”
She stopped immediately. “Did I hear Alabama?”
“No, please don’t leave me like this. I’ll do anything, if you let me cum.”
“Anything? So, you’ll let me use you from now on, whenever I want?”
“Whenever you want.” Greg gasped in agony.
He is such a turn on when he is begging, Pia thought. Maybe I should have mercy.
“Well than, as this is our first time, I will be nice to you. Not letting you cum at all was a No-Go. But keeping you hot for a long time turns me on and you need to develop more patience and obedience in the future to satisfy my desires.”
“I will behave, but you have no idea how much I am suffering.”
“Suffering looks different to me. Your dick does not seem to suffer in the end.”
“But my balls do,” Greg managed to say while gasping for air.
“We don’t want to hurt them, do we?” She touched his balls and indeed they were like two ripe fruits, nicely tugged to his dick, as the skin around them had tightened for the final release.
She started to pump him hard, massaging his dick firmly. Soon she could feel his dick filling for the final cum. She observed a bit more precum and then his dick and balls twitched. She could see his cum shooting through the room, while Greg moaned like a wild animal, out of control. Two more contractions with cum flying through the air followed. For the last two thrusts more cum flew out of his dick, covering her hand.
She caressed his dick covered in his own cum a bit more with soft strokes, until she managed to milk the last drops out of his balls.
Then she got up and made Greg lick her hand. “Clean them salve. You should taste what you guys always expect us to taste.” Greg made an effort to lick the last drops off her hand until they were clean again. Then she untied Greg.
He wanted to kiss and thank her. “I am not finished with you yet. Clean up the mess on the floor and your dick. I do not want drops of your cum all over the place. Understood? Then it is time to fulfill my needs, slave. What I need now is a slave with more stamina. Cumming as fast as a schoolboy seeing tits for the first time, means you will not be able to satisfy me.”
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