Disclaimer: I have never written smut a day in my life, but I thought it’d be fun to try. I’d love to hear your thoughts. Also mentions of mommy kink, slight crying, edging, orgasm denial, and a gentle femdom.
Making use of the little strength you have left, you turn to the clock, your blurry vision focuses. 7:45 pm. 7 hours. 7 hours on the couch, legs spread open just wide enough for me to sit. The sweater I bought for your birthday pulled up exposing everything neck down, everything I need to drive you into orgasmic insanity. My hand wrapped around your cock, so slick yet not once have I used lube. “Mommy p-please, I c-can’t go anymore”, you can barely fit the words in between your whimpers. Your eyes are glossy, tears gather at the corners until one falls tracing your flushed face that is now almost unrecognizable. Masked with the perfect balance of pleasure, and pain. I lean down, your body jolts, and presses against mine as I gently place my hand around your neck. You feel my lips brush against your ear, “yes you can baby, you’re doing so good for me”. You feel my warm breath reach every inch of your aching body. “Y-yes momm-“ a sudden grip catches the words in your throat. I let you struggle a bit, and just as your cock begins to pulse into orgasm, I let go. “Oh baby look at you..so much desperation for a single orgasm? One you don’t even deserve.”
Three days ago I came home, instead of being welcomed with my good boy showering me in hugs and kisses, I hear you moan. I open our bedroom door and find you humping your hand like a bitch in heat. You didn’t even hear me enter over your desperate, slutty little moans, and whimpers. Several pathetic apologies later, you confess. “How long?” I interrogate maintaining soul-piercing eye contact. “I don’t understand mommy” you squeak. “How long have you been touching MY cock?”, your eyes quickly dart to the ground, “About an hour mommy”. Punishment was in due time, your cock was locked up until I decided on what it would be. Your penalty? An hour of edging for each minute your hand infringed upon my property.
I look over at the clock, “oh baby look, hour 8, I think that’s enough for tonight”, you let out an ambiguous sigh that read needy relief. My hand lets off your horny sex, and a slow stream of cum traces the shaft grating you a morsel of relief. I lean down, a gentle kiss on your forehead, cheek, ear, neck, until the trail ends at your lips. “Only 52 more my love”.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p0x9tc/a_little_story_for_good_boys
Oooh Mommy 🔥😈