What do you think about to stop yourself from coming? I want to ask him after he pulls my hand away and takes some deep breaths trying to avoid the inevitable.
This is the third time in 10 minutes and I am trying to prove a point to him.
”I thought you didnt want to come today?” I say as a giggle leaves my pouty lips.
He can’t look at me right now. I smile as I lay back in the black leather seat of his black SUV.
Let’s call him Hans (34M)
Hans had picked me (35F) up from work to drive around real quick. He made promises through out the day about getting off on pleasuring women. That coming for him wasn’t important. His needs were not important he was all about pleasing me. He promised me that he wouldn’t even come at today’s visit.
This he vowed after I sounded skeptical over his claims of not being a selfish lover. My point being that all of us are.
How could I not accept this challenge?
We drove around an industrial area that was nearly empty. He played with my puss and made me shake but driving around was awkward and so many drivers could of seen what was going on as we passed. It was exciting but also nerve racking. My “OH” face on full display. I enjoyed it but not as much as if it were private and I could really let loose.
When he finally parked it was my turn and I quickly had my hand in his crotch.
Hans had been very timid when I had first gotten into the car. His hands had quickly gone to my knees but they did not journey father up my heam line as quickly as I had hoped.
I felt the need to be strait forward as I squeezed the tip of his hard cock through his loose canvas pants, rubbing the tip as I felt it get stiff immediately.
He moaned in surprise but didn’t stop me. The noise only encouraged me to rub the tip some more as he finally kissed me.
After the fourth time of him pulling me away and gasping for air, he began to thinking of what in his car he could use to clean up the mess after he comes.
100 points for Slithern
I believe my actions that ended his resolve was when I reached my hand down his pants passed his thick cock and squeezed those aching balls.
Massaging them with my hand, squeezing them every so slightly.
He had grabbed the back of my head at this point completely taken by surprise and then I placed my thick, dick sucking lips, on the tip of his swollen cock for the very first time giving it a quick suck before I flicked it with my tongue.
I believe that was when he admitted defeat.
The noises he was making made it sound like he was giving in. However, as he later pointed out before giving me approval to post this; he did not come.
Hans wins the house cup.
15 minutes later he drops me back off at work telling me how much trouble I am.
Oh, Hans, You have no idea.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bkm012/he_didnt_want_cum_but_i_couldnt_resist_a
Good story, well told. Thanks for sharing.
And now is called “Hans blueballs”