No Nut November (How I learned to stop worrying and love blue balls) PART 2

Authors note: *This is my second installment and my second attempt at writing erotica. Any tips, critiques or complements genuinely welcomed. Our intrepid hero who has going back to college as an older student and trying to get back on the dating scene after years of depression and anxiety has been taken in by a younger and smaller minx who has decided to tease and deny him though-out the length of “No Nut November”*

As I left Sam’s apartment my balls were aching and my stomach felt like it had a ton of bricks weighing on it. I had to walk down the stairs slowly and deliberately simply from how tender my testicles felt. The pain in my gut and my nuts was nothing compared to the racing trains of thought in my head trying to decipher what had just happened to me. I hadn’t been laid in a couple years and was never really good with relationships or intimacy so just cuddling with a small pale cutie seemed like a good way to try and get back into the sexual world. But the way she took control, they way she knew that I was nervous and helpless, the way she used me and when she talked dirty just hearing those filthy words coming out of her mouth made me feel a certain kind of way. Just replaying what just happened as I walked back to my place made me hard again, not painful hard like in that bed with her but still hard to control. I had never really been serous about “No Nut November” but the way she controlled me and made me squirm while she kept me on edge and watching her joy at my helpless leaking cock made me want to be serious about it. Fuck. My balls hurt.

After a couple days Sam texted me to come over again. I asked if we were going to cuddle again, she responded with a picture of her in booty shorts and a tight sports bra spread in crow pose on a yoga mat. “no I don’t want to cuddle but I’m doing yoga and I need your help for motivation.” I hustled my way to her place faster than I had moved since running the mile in middle school. I knocked at the door and she greeted me with a big hug. “Thanks for coming so quick daddy”, she said with a big grin plastered on her cute stupid face. I pushed her away lightly as I stepped inside to see her yoga mat on the floor. “Hey I just wanted to say that this is really intense for me, I don’t know what we are doing right now, but I like it and I just wanted to know that ever since last time I can’t get you off my mind” I blurted out awkwardly. Her smile turned a little wan “look daddy I can tell that you don’t have much experience with girls and it makes you feel a little uncomfortable, but I like that, I think its cute!” she beamed again. “Are you uncomfortable?” she said twirling her hair, her eyes scanning me up and down. I let out a deep sigh “yeah I little I’ve never been with a girl as hot or tiny as you or… or a girl who was so open or moved so fast I guess.” I trailed off awkwardly staring at the wall feeling my face turning red.

“You need to loosen up a little bit” she said giggling. “here come smoke this bowl with me it helps me loosen up and focus before I do my yoga practice” I smoke maybe once a month I can make an eighth of weed last a couple months, I can feel my heart racing. “I’m a one hitter quitter” I stammered out, “I’m gonna be too high to function” I protested meekly. “Are you going to be too high to get your dick hard for me” she pouted, tracing her fingertip over the budge in my jeans. I let out and anxious sigh and mumbled “fuck it” as I sat with her on the couch as she sparked up the bowl and passed it to me. As I passed the bowl back to her stifling a cough I looked in her eyes ” so whats with the daddy thing? do girls actually like that stuff? I thought it was just a porn thing” She hit the bowl quickly and exhaled out of her nose like a dragon passing it back to me. “I personally like it because it gets you flustered, and it makes me wet to make you all horny and frustrated” I took a harsh toke coughing fiercely feeling violently high now. “Oh okay” I said dumbly. “Dose it make you hard daddy” she said watching me stare into space stoned. “So hard baby” I said trying my first attempt at dirty talk. “Good! she beamed at me. She set the ashed bowl down and cuddled close to me on the couch and whispered in my ear. ” I want to see how hard it makes you daddy, you’re so much older than me and having control of your cock makes me so horny” I shifted uncomfortably “Take it out and jerk it for me daddy I know when I dirty talk it makes your balls hurt”. “Yes baby girl” I replied feeling the cotton mouth creeping up on me. “Need water I’m so high” I slurred out spaciously. She popped up from the couch “I’ll get you a glass of water but when I come back from the kitchen I want to to have you cock out and jerking for me.”

I slit off my pants and began stroking my cock, half flaccid from nerves as she returned with a glass of ice water. I guzzled it down quickly once she handed it off. She looked down and chuckled lightly at my half mast cock nervously leaking precum. “Daddy that won’t do, get that dick nice and hard for you daughter, aren’t I hot enough for you” she said pulling at the edges of her booty shorts and shrugging one of the straps of her athletic top off her shoulder. Daughter that did it, all the blood in my body seemed to rush to my dick. Fuck and she saw. Raging hard pulsating cock now at full attention without me touching it. “You like it when I pretend I’m your daughter daddy?” She gyrated her hips in the air teasingly. “Fuck yes” I said giving in and losing all reservations stripped away from my high horny mind. “Talk dirty to daddy like that” I began pumping my cock slowly legs spread wide apart on her couch facing her staring at me with her hands on her hips staring at my penis approvingly. “See now you’re loosening up! she said gleefully, “behind every grump depressed daddy is a nasty horny pervert needing to get out” she purred mischievously “but you are not allowed to let it all out until the end of the month!”

I stroked myself slowly looking up at her perfect pale teenage body, her yoga-wear ensemble hugging her curves so tightly. “Fuck I want to keep that load for you baby. See how had you make me” accenting the last word by pulling a finger away from my bulging angry cockhead trailing a sticky strand of precum away from my piss-slit. Sam gasped and held her hand over her mouth, now it was her turn to blush a bit. “Oh yes daddy talk dirty to your little girl while I stretch for you to watch” She moved to the stereo and put on some trance-y new age yoga flow music and got on her mat and began doing cat cows. “Get in a good position where you can see me well and I can watch you jerk off to me” she said in a business like tone. I scooted over in the couch to get a full view of her lithe body moving fluidly on the mat. “Fuck you’re so sexy when you arch like that, you know that?” The buzzing in my high brain combined with the music and having her barely clothed body moving slowly and deliberately was driving me insane. “Talk really dirty too me while I put on a show for you daddy” she said in a deep breath as she moved into downward dog.

“Ugh my balls ache, and my gut feels like is has lead in it watching you do that Sam, Fuck!” I cried out nearing the point of no return. She could hear it in my voice and stopped her yoga to glare at me. “don’t you cum mister, I’m just getting started with you, we have the whole month you know.” She put her hands on her hips and rotated her spine downward into a forward fold. “remember to breathe, use your muscles and know when to tense and relax, brewing up that batch of baby batter for my slutty face.” Those words almost had me over the edge I had to stop masturbating and just watch her trying to breathe. “Thank you baby you’re right I almost got to carried away, but it hurts so much when I can’t cum! I so high I don’t know if I can control myself!”

“You’re so cute when you get all worked up”, she chided from the mat going into child’s pose and not even looking at me. As she moved into a cobra pose she looked over at me with desire in her eye, “It makes my pretty little pussy so wet making you so horny daddy, but I need you to control yourself, you only cum when you say I do.” Throbbing stiff and leaking without me even touching it, my penis twitched at this command. “My little girl is so bossy, she likes teasing daddy doesn’t she?” I said trying to regain control over the situation and trying to control the fire inside my abdomen that was screaming to be let free. She went into some kneeling twist and rasped out in a throaty voice “oh yes daddy you are getting better at dirty talk, that makes me so happy, my clit is throbbing” I began stroking myself gingerly using my precum as lube just finger and thumb lightly gripping, moving up and down my pulsing shaft. “You like it when daddy rubs himself nice and slow for you? Show me that pretty pussy baby, I want my little girl to show daddy her horny clit” She licked her lips looking up at me on the couch watching me masturbate to her and made a teasing little girl voice, “But daddy I’m not eighteen yet? I want to you cum on my face so bad but I only want to break on law at a time its bad enough that I’m your daughter.” I. Almost. Lost. It. “Fuck” “Ugh” I moaned out. “Relax daddy don’t let it happen!” she said urgently up to me.

“Sam this is too much I need to go” I gasped out ” Need to walk this off I’m gonna loose it right here” She looked a little disappointed and a glimmer of a frown crossed her face. “Okay mister you can leave if you really want to, but next time I want you to work on lasting longer for me.” I don’t know how her eyes do it; even looking up at me from a prostrated position wearing skimpy clothing but she still has total command of me. “Yes I’m sorry I promise.” I stuttered out pulling up my pants. “Look up kegels!” she said, “and remember to breathe, why do you think I’m doing yoga?” she said with a crooked smile and a cock of her eyebrow. “Next time you are gonna go longer and you are gonna lick me without cumming okay buster” I let out a deep sigh trying to fight the pain that engulfed my groin region and the pit in my stomach. “Yes I swear I’ll try harder, I’m I’m sorry” She stood up as I did, still a foot and a half sorter than me yet with poise in her body that gave her full control over my raging boner. “Don’t be sorry” she replied sweetly in her little girl voice, Just get better at jerking off for me daddy. You can leave or call quits whenever you need to, I would rather have you leave me horny and frustrated than bust your nut before December. Before you go, here’s something to remember to work on that control” She slid her hand down the front of her shorts and brought out glistening wet fingertips she stepped towards me and reached up trailing her sweet tangy cunt juice over my lips. “Have a good day daddy” she smiled saccharinly as I walked out the door half in a daze and half in a huff.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qpyr5u/no_nut_november_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying