Facesitting and ruined orgasm: Woman tortures bound man
Summary:
Henning is tied to the bed by a woman. She sits on his face, lets him pamper her with his tongue and tortures him in an erotic way. With an unsatisfactory ending.
Man tied naked to bed by woman
Oh, she had caught me cold. I was lying naked on the bed, my arms and legs tied tightly to the bedposts. Her knots were perfect. No chance of freeing myself.
She stood at the foot of the bed and grinned at me. That smile-arrogant, sweet and smug-almost drove me out of my mind.
And then there was that outfit. She was only wearing a skimpy black top and tight-fitting shorts that emphasized her athletic figure. Her bottom was perfectly shaped and magically attracted my gaze. I was powerless. In every conceivable way.
“Well, do you like what you see?” she asked as if she could read my mind. Her voice was soft, playful, but there was also a hint of meanness in it.
She knew that I was at her mercy. And she enjoyed it. More than she should.
“What are you up to?” I tried to sound calm, but my heart was racing. The thought of what she was about to do to me made my forehead sweat.
My whole body was tense. Every movement I tried to make only made the ropes rub harder against my wrists.
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She giggled and her eyebrows twitched.
“Patience,” she said as she slowly climbed onto the bed and moved towards me. Her knee touched my stomach, her weight pressing down on my hip. Her eyes fixed on mine. “I’m asking the questions here. The sooner you realize that, the better. You… Well, you’re just going to watch… And feel.”
Facesitting and handjob: Woman sits on his face
She sat down astride my chest, her bottom hovering dangerously close to my face. I could already smell her scent and felt my pulse quicken. My throat was dry and my thoughts were running hot.
“Do you think you deserve to touch my body?” She raised an eyebrow and shook her head slightly. “I don’t think so. Not for a long time yet. Then again, maybe I’ll make a small exception.”
Slowly, she slid higher until her bottom was directly over my face. My breath hitched. Her weight pressed down on my face and some of her soft skin touched my lips.
I wanted to taste her so badly, to rip her shorts off her lower body with my teeth if need be, but she lifted up a little just to tease me.
It was pure madness. Every time I tried to lick her, she pulled away. She wanted me to beg. I knew it.
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“You can hardly wait, can you? But you’ll wait.” She leaned forward slightly and I felt my hard cock pressing against her stomach.
It felt like torture. But one that I never wanted to end. It felt too hot for that. And every touch, every moment, every rocking back and forth only made me crazier.
Her hand moved to my penis, gripping it tightly, but her fingers moved slowly. Too slowly. “How does that feel?”
I couldn’t answer, her position stifled my words. But I was panting. My breathing was shallow and fast. It was like she was taking every ounce of control I had and crushing it in her hands.
“You won’t cum until I say so,” she whispered as she lightly massaged my cock with her hand. It was incredible. Hardly bearable! But every time I felt like I was approaching climax, she let go.
Woman strokes his cock extensively. But without release
My head went crazy and my whole body vibrated.
She sat up again and turned slowly until her bottom was hovering directly over my stomach. Then she leaned forward.
Her lips enveloped the head of my cock, hot and wet. She sucked lightly, just enough to make me think I was going to explode. But again, she always pulled out in time.
It was pure agony. Every nerve in my body was screaming for release, but she was just playing with me.
“You’re on the verge, aren’t you?” Her voice sounded confident of victory. She knew exactly what she was doing. And it gave her pleasure.
I nodded. My whole body twitched. The pressure in my loins was unbearable.
“But you’re not going to come.” She licked once, very slowly, and then let go. “Not yet.”
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Her hand moved to my penis again. This time she gripped it tighter and pumped more slowly.
She enjoyed keeping me on the edge of madness. I could feel my orgasm approaching, but she stopped. Again. And again.
The pain was almost as intense as the desire. Every muscle in my body tensed. My cock throbbed, begging for release.
Then she suddenly stood up, leaving me lying there, trembling, twitching. She looked down at me as if I were her toy. And that’s what I was at that moment.
“I want you to beg for it,” she said as she took off her shorts and panties and threw them on the floor next to her.
Facesitting and cunnilingus: ruined orgasm in return
Her bottom, naked, perfect, shone in the dim light. She sat on me again, this time without any barriers and without a piece of fabric between my lips and hers.
Her bottom pressed directly onto my face and this time she let me taste, savor, breathe. My desire for her was insatiable.
I stroked her wet labia with the tip of my tongue and fell into an almost trance-like state. She tasted so good. And how she smelled. This moment was never going to end!
Her hand moved down again and gripped my cock. She started rubbing me again with both hands and drove me towards release again and again until I could take no more.
I could feel the pressure growing inside me, the moment of explosion was so close. But she stopped. Of course…
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“Now you can cum right away,” she prophesied as I tried to earn her favor with the tip of my tongue. “But only the way I want it. And you won’t like that.”
Her hand gripped my penis, faster now, harder. My muscles tensed up, my breathing quickened and my tongue already felt numb.
She pressed her bottom against my face, giving me her bare skin and the necessary determination in her hands as I finally exploded.
But it wasn’t the release I had expected. Not at all. Because just before the tingling sensation fully unfolded, she simply let go of my cock.
The feeling of happiness was instantly destroyed, cut short halfway through, as if she had simply ripped my climax away from me.
Ruined orgasm: Woman tortures bound man
The orgasm was powerful. I felt the cum shooting out of me hot and in thick streams.
All that pent-up lust. Freed at last! But the satisfaction wasn’t there. At least not in the way I had hoped after the long journey.
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It was pure torture. I cried out underneath her and my muscles contracted. How unsatisfying! And yet, in a strange way, so fulfilling.
“Well, that was quite nice,” she said with a grin and a sneer dripping from her voice. Then she stood up.
She stretched and moaned as if she had just woken up after a long nap. If only there wasn’t that sardonic smile on her lips.
She giggled and ran her hands through her hair.
What about me? Well. I lay there, naked, tied up, exhausted and yet empty in a way I would never have thought possible.
My body screamed for more, for release. But she just turned around, put her shorts back on and left me like that.
Her smile was the last thing I saw before she left the room. And I knew that wasn’t it. She would come back. And when she did, she would drive me to that edge again. Over and over again. Then maybe with a more merciful ending.
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