Ginger [M/F], 5 Days of Denial

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Ginger lay on the lounge in nothing but her cute cotton cheekies with floral print on them. Her legs were splayed wide apart in front of him, her hips involuntarily gyrating, her face glazed over.

“Hi Ginger” he groans at her with magnetic charm.

Her legs shake as his voice penetrates her, but she knows not to touch without his permission.

“…hello…” she moans her reply. Ginger has the sweetest, most delicate and desperate voice.

“You are now 5 days into your denial. How does that feel? What have you been doing?”

“*It feels so good daddy” she replies shyly, “and this morning I had breakfast and then at lunchtime you fucked me.”

“Wait…” and he pauses. “Let’s go back. What did you eat for breakfast?” He asks her with a coy smile.

“I ate your cum daddy…” and at this her eyes close, her back arches and she lets out a little whimper.

“So you ate my cum for breakfast, and for lunch you got a creampie.”He looks at her smirking and she sees he is pleased with her.

And his voice became more stern “Play with your pussy. Mmmm, that’s right. Pull your panties to the side. Bring yourself right to the edge.”

Within a minute, Ginger was again riding the wave, staring at her man with pure primal lust, her fingers rubbing her pussy to pleasure. Her face winces up and she gets near her orgasm….and she squeaks.. “…please daddy…..please….nnn …I want… to cum…so badly”. Trembling.

“You greedy little slut. Look at you”

She gets so close to orgasm she takes her hand away.

“AH-AH-AAH!!” He bellows “hands back….. keep going until I say stop… but DON’T you DARE cum!”

She continues to rub herself, and is so soaked her pussy makes wet sounds as she alternates to sliding her fingers inside herself.

“…please daddy….” She begs. “I’m so close….I’m going to cum….”

He makes her rub a few more times, keeping her high on energy.

“STOP,” he growls.

And she quickly moves her hands away, her hips still gyrating…little whimpers and moans escape her lips, and she closes her eyes in ecstasy. She loves when he takes control. She loves to do what she is told.

“Mmmm, you’re such a good girl.” He sniggers at her. “You are such…A…Good…Girl. Put your fingers in your mouth. Lick them clean.”

And she does exactly what she is told.

“Let your clit relax. Keep your eyes on me as you lick and suck your fingers.”

This lingers for less than 30 seconds. “Slide your fingers back down…. That’s it….Now bring yourself to the edge again.”

Within seconds, her face winces again, and pure energy surges through her whole body. She closes her eyes again from pleasure.

“….please…” she begins to moan. “….nnnnnghh….please sir…”

“Please what?”

“…plleeeassse sir…may I….cum …please sir?”

“Why?” He waits for a reply, but she is lost in her pleasure. “You don’t have a good reason? Oh, but I like you like this…” He watches her writhe for another minute. “If I let you cum, what do you want to be doing?”

She moans, back arching, her hips grinding in time to her hand. “….ooooooh…” she moans. His voice penetrates her deeply.

“Open your eyes. Look at me” he snarls at her.

She opens her eyes, but she lets out a muffled moan as she sees him staring back, her eyes roll into the back of her head, and her body flexes in response to the sight of him. She stays dangerously close to the edge, squirming. He returns with a deep satisfied moan back at her.

“….nnn, please” she begs. “…please….”

“Look at you. Look how wet your pussy is. Keep rubbing it for me. Mmmmmm, Such…a good girl”

“…ooooh fuck…” her rubbing is furious now. “….ooooh fuck. I’m going to cum…nnnngghh”

“No you’re NOT!” he fires back at her.

“….nnnn, daddy! …..ooooh fuuucckk….please. ….pleeeaaseee sir…”

Mmmmm! This is what he likes. This is how he wants her. After her teasing messages. All those sexy texts and racy pics she sends him throughout the day. Telling him what she wants to do, how wet she is. How much she wishes he was there to fuck her pussy raw.

He pulls out his cock and slides it inside her and she gasps out loudly, the sudden feel of her being stretched out by his huge cock fills her entire being with pleasure. He slides in so easily, she’s so wet, balls deep, and holds it there, making sure she is immersed in this feeling of being so full of cock.
Her breathing becomes shorter and more desperate. He raises his hips, making his cock slide slowly out of her, and the rams himself hard back into her.

“OH FUCK” Ginger yells. She really needs this. And as he thrusts back in and out of her, in big long rolling hip movements, she arches her back into him, pressing herself against him in pure ecstasy. She feels so hot and flustered. So out of this world. Her pussy feels so full and he is the perfect size for her. His cock pounds all the right places.

“…OH FUUUCKK!!!” She keeps yelling each time he plunges into her. “…FUCK…YES…” She’s so wet her pussy soaks his cock, hungrily devouring each of his thrusts. Wanting more. Greedy for his cock.
She knows she’s not allowed to cum, and she lies there taking everything he’s got for a few minutes more. Any noise escaping her mouth is drawn out in her pleasure. “…nnnnnnghh…FUCKK. Ooooooh FUCK ME….please…”

He was right, she did feel like such a dirty slut. She is HIS dirty slut and she loves every second of it. The only thing stronger than the smell of sex in the room is his grunts and groans as he pounds into her over and over again.
She’s in subspace now. Her eyes rolling in the back of her head, she feels so alive, like a great big ball of sexual energy. Her body is made for pleasure. She lies spread open like a prize, like someone’s reward. Only he can make her feel like this. So sexy. So desired. So….slutty.

“YOUR…PUSSY…IS…MINE!!!” He roars at her between each thrust.

She feels his body begin to tense up, so she digs her nails into him bringing her mouth to his ear so her moans swathe his auditory senses. She opens her legs even wider and begins to thrust back at him, keeping his rhythm, encouraging his timing with thrusts of her own.

This sends him over the edge quickly “OH GOD…FUCK…I’M GONNA CUM….AHHHHH!!!” he screams loudly as his entire body contracts into her pussy. She keeps thrusting back at his pulsating cock during his orgasm, squeezing and milking every last drop out of him. And he groans in pure ecstasy into her neck.

Her makeup is a mess and seams down her face like tears, her hair disheveled. Five days of denial, while she is used endlessly for his pleasure. Her pussy aches to be pleasured and denied, constantly. All she can think about is sex, his cock, his voice, his words.

Her hands wander down to her pussy, and she plays with his cum that dribbles out of her, rubbing it into her clit. She is addicted to her denial. The way he makes her feel so hot, so horny and so lost in her own pleasure is intoxicating. Her pussy is so swollen and sensitive but she knows she can go longer.

“Keep going…” he says sternly. “Don’t you dare stop. Keep riding the wave, stay right on the edge for me…”

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rnj140/ginger_mf_5_days_of_denial