One night I met a guy on Tinder and we had a nice conversation. We spent hours engaging in light sex and harmless flirtation. We eventually decided to hook up. In almost three years, he claimed, he hadn’t had any sex, oral contact, or anything else. He then joked about it after saying “Just a heads up, I doubt I’ll be able to hold out for very long. Actually, I bet you could make me cum right now without even touching me.”
So, I said, “Let me think about it for a second.” “That’s interesting; I like a good challenge. Trying to make you cum without ever touching your dick might be entertaining.”
“Oh, right? I was joking, but that’s an idea I wouldn’t mind trying. That is sexy.” He answered.
He said that he had his last masturbation earlier that day when I questioned him about it. I challenged him to come see me after going for at least 4 days without touching himself at all. I decided that 3 years without sex and 4 days without an orgasm would be ideal since I wanted him to be as needy for contact as possible. He admitted to being able to cum in 10 to 15 seconds while masturbating, so I had high hopes for my success. For the next four days, he promised me, he wouldn’t touch himself at all.
During that period, we exchanged texts, during which I taunted him and made him desperately desire me. In order to make our hookup more interesting, I never showed him any of my naked images. It was finally time for him to see me.
When he got here, we just sat on my bed and spoke for a long until I finally asked if he was ready to begin. I instructed him to strip off completely after he eagerly said that he was. He undressed himself while standing up next to my bed. I got down on my knees in front of him, put my face about an inch from his cock, and looked up at him .
I pressed my lips together and breathed warm air across his penis. I moved slowly around him, breathing on every part of his cock and bringing my lips close enough to touch it. When I was done, I got up and told him to sit on the edge of my bed and keep his hands off of me and himself.
I did a leisurely striptease for him, stepping closer and closer till I was swaying in front of him, baring as much skin as I could. I threw away all of my garments until I was only wearing my drenched underwear. I eventually pulled them off and held them in my hand. I reached out and hung them in front of his face as I leaned over him. I handed them to him and instructed him to cover his head, face, and nose with the wettest portion of them.
He complied with my request, so I told him to take a seat at the foot of the bed. He smelled my underwear but was unable to touch me until I reached the other end, laid down, and fingered myself while we both stared at each other. As I repeatedly watched his cock twitch in anticipation, I fingered myself till I came twice.
I ran my hand between my thighs and managed to get as much of my wetness onto my fingers as I could. After that, I told him to lie down on his back next to me where I had been lying. I also told him to remove my panties from his face and threw them aside.
I placed my hand above his crotch and slightly spaced my fingers after pinching a glob of my bodily fluids from my wet hand with my dry hand. It dribbled down from between my fingers in a long thread and dropped onto his cock as gravity gradually took it. I shifted my hand so that it covered his dick in a coating of my wetness and covered it from head to toe. At one point, he softly moaned.
I drizzled it over him, washed my hands on a nearby towel, and then came back to him. His dick was throbbing and twitching wildly, standing straight up. I left a space between my hands and his shaft as I cupped both of my hands around it. I then started miming slowly giving him a handjob.
His breathing got heavier and heavier. He was firmly holding my bedclothes, I saw. I continued to slowly and steadily pretend to stroke him while looking him in the eyes. He told me that he felt like he was coming close a short while afterwards. I leaned over him and slowly blew hot breaths onto his cock and between my cupped hands, one breath for each stroke. When I bowed my head down, my hair fell across my hands, somewhat blocking his view of what was taking place. I carried on like this, making sure to be as consistent as I could with each movement and breath.
A minute later, he clinched his teeth and said, “Hoooolllly fuck I actually might cum.”
After about 30 seconds, he groaned, and I felt some come splatter on my lips. I slowly continued to move my hands up and down as I lifted my head up and gazed at his cock. His come was erupting from the space between my hands, leaping straight into the air, then crashing back down onto my hands and into the space between them and his cock. With each rope of cum that flew out and slammed into the palm of my fingers, his cock jerked. When we were done, I removed my hands. His entire crotch area was covered in come, as were they.
I knew I could pull it off, I told you so. I laughed.
After wiping him down with a towel, I licked him clean. After an hour or so of him eating my pussy, we had a good fuck before he departed. It was a lot of fun, and I’d like to try it again some time with different methods.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/y0uqsr/how_i_successfully_overcame_an_attempt_to_make_a
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