She’s lying next to me, the girl I love, the girl I want to spend my life with. I wake her up by caressing her body, following the lines of her hips and breasts, kissing her cheeks. The more she orgasms, the hornier she gets – and I made her cum quite a bit the day before. When her eyes open and she turns to me, I kiss her passionately, checking out her mood. The passion of her answering the kiss, moving her hips, is giving me the answer I’ve been hoping for. I let a finger slip to her pussy, she’s already wet and ready. While I let my finger slide over her clit, she also tries to grab my dick, but I disallow it and restart kissing her, sucking her nipples, pulling her triggers to work her up.
Once I feel she’s coming close, I reduce speed, let her ride the edge, control her lust. The view and sound she provides drives me wild, but I have to resist, only to enjoy the following even more. After a few times edging her, and her begging to finally let her cum, I propose the game I’ve been working up to: She’s gotta suck me off while she’s edging – and she may only suck when she’s right on the edge, no hands allowed. When she makes me cum, she can cum too. Read more »