“Inhale”
“Remember, you’re not allowed to cum”
You look at me as though I had forgotten something.
Earlier you told me you had never cum.
You said you could feel the tension building. You could get incredibly wet. But you could never get there.
You would just get frustrated, and your fingers would start to cramp, and it would be gone.
It was the same with the boys you had been with before. If you were lucky, they’d try for a while. But sometimes you wished they wouldn’t. Their egos would get so wrapped up in trying to make you cum, and you’d start worrying about them.
Or your poor ex-boyfriend. One day after he had been trying for hours you just sort of.. faked it. He was so proud. And not wanting to tell him, you kept faking it until you two broke up.
But that was in the past. Right now you’re on your knees in between my legs, as I sit on the couch. There’s a black bag on the couch next to us. You’re in just a bra and panties, and I’m teasing you as we talk.
“Do you have any fantasies?”
You try to hide a smile
“Surely someone who has tried so hard to cum for so long has loads of fantasies.”
“Well I want to be dominated”
“Dominated how?”
“I like rough sex, and I’m curious about bondage”
“What else?”
“I like to be used”
“Used how?”
“Used for someone’s pleasure. I think it’d be hot to be told exactly what to do.”
“Have you ever done that before?”
“Yes, but a lot of guys don’t know what they want. And a lot of them wanted me to take charge.”
“That’s not really your style is it”
“No Sir.”
“Get on your knees”
“Remember that you’re not allowed to cum.”
You start to roll your eyes, but you stop when I grab you by the back of your neck
“Now”
“I want you to imagine the dirtiest thing you can think of.”
“The thought that you use when you are desparate to try and cum.”
“Ok”
“What is it?”
“You look embarrassed”
“Well I don’t usually talk about it.”
“I like to imagine that I’m in a classroom”
“And there’s this hot teacher and he asks for a volunteer.”
“He says that he needs someone to demonstrate to the class how to be a dirty little slut.”
“–I know its not realistic”
“No one raises their hand and he says that if no one volunteers he is going to have to pick someone.”
“I squirm because I can feel myself starting to get wet.”
“He notices and he calls on me.”
“As I get up, the teacher grabs me roughly, and he rips off my clothes.”
“He shows my naked body in front of the class.”
Then he has me demonstrate how to suck a cock. I unzip his pants and his cock is already stiff. I grab it with my hand–but he slaps my face.
He says ‘No hands. I want you to take it deep inside of you’.
I put my hands behind my back and I take his cock deep into my mouth, until I start to tear up.
“Mm..” he says. “You’re good at that”.
“See class, this is how a good little slut sucks cock”
“I continue for a couple more minutes, and I see how deeply I can take him into my mouth”.
“I can feel him getting harder and harder in my throat”
Suddenly, he grabs me by the elbow and leads me around his desk by the white board, and slams me against the desk so that I’m facing the class. I hadn’t really been paying attention to them until now. I had been distracted
But looking at them now, bent over the desk, as the teacher is pulling up my skirt, I can tell that they’re starting to get turned on. One of the girls in the back is leaning back in her chair. Her mouth is slightly open and she’s not-so-discreetly touching herself through her shorts–I’m sorry I’m getting carried away. But yes, I do have fantasies
“I can see that.”
“Why don’t you play with yourself and tell me more about this fantasy”
You hesitate for a second, but then you stand up and take off your panties. As you do I can see they’re soaked.
“I want you to lick your finger, and start playing with your little pussy nice and slow.”
Bring your finger from the bottom of your pussy up until right before your clit.
And then stop.
And now do it again
I want you to focus on the sensation.
I want you to feel how good it feels to rub one little finger up the opening to your pussy.
You’re not allowed to touch your clit until I say so. Is that understood?
You nod
I begin to unbuckle my pants, and your hand slows down
“You look distracted, keep going”
I remove my pants and you can see the outline of my cock from my boxers
You lean forwards me, eager
“No”
“Not yet”
“Keep playing with your little pussy for me”
I begin to touch my cock through my boxers, only inches from your face
I can see that it pains you, that you want to take it into your mouth
But you made up your mind that if I told you to do something you would do it
So you lightly graze your little pussy with your finger
“You want to touch your clit, don’t you.”
“Yes Sir”
I pull off my boxers, and start to stroke my cock next to your face.
You look tormented, unable to touch your clit, and unable to touch my cock
“You can circle around your clit now, but you can’t touch it directly”
You look back at me like you aren’t sure if that is better or worse
You start and you immediately shudder
Your clit is so hard, you can tell without even touching it.
I stand up slowly
You look at me, and you look at my cock
I nod.
“But don’t get distracted. You’re supposed to be playing with your pussy.”
You immediately pounce on my cock and take it deep inside your mouth.
You’re amazing at sucking cock. Somehow I knew you would be.
You work up a rhythm and you try to take it all in your mouth. I let you, but I notice that you’ve stopped playing with yourself
What did I tell you?
You realize your mistake and your hand immediately goes back to work
“If you forget one more time, you don’t get to touch your clit for the rest of the day”
Your eyes widen, and you cautiously resume sucking cock
“Good girl”
Your hips start to buck, and you start to moan on my cock
“Remember, you’re not allowed to cum”, I say as I pull something from the bag on the couch.
To be continued
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/4kcvwj/bdsm_teasing_orgasm_denial_inhale