Her scent fills the room as you enter. For weeks, trying to work-up the courage to return, you’ve tortured and denied yourself, thinking about her. Your heart beats on your throat as she lights up at your arrival.
“Hey baby!
I’m so glad you’ve come back. I was worried you’d just leave and never return. Have you been a good boy for me, ruining all you orgasms?”
You nod your head forlornly. So horny, but she’s so beautiful. You need her so much, how could you do anything else?
“You have. Mmmmm, you must really want me.”
You do want her, more than anything. You shiver with nerves. You want to run away and just cum, but something about her won’t let you.
“You see honey, there are a few things that make a man good in bed. Size is just one of them. We need to get you up-to-speed on the others so we can fuck like rabbits on viagra.”
Your tormented cock twitches and tries to grow hard under your clothes. Even the thought of it is enough to make you incredibly horny after weeks of denial. Beads of sweat start to form on your forehead, even though you know it’s cold in here.
“The first thing I’m teaching you is empathy. You see, when you ruin your orgasm, that’s what I’d feel like if you can’t fuck me properly. Would you want to be with me knowing that all your orgasms would be ruined like that?”
The thought is too horrible to bear, but it stirs something deep inside you. Part of you knows that for her you’d do almost anything, but please not that. You shake your head, ashamed at your inadequacy.
“I didn’t think so. Get yourself naked and hard for me baby. Let me see just how much you ache for me.”
You remove your clothes, stripped naked in front of her, like some animal on display. If you can only persuade her to take you as her lover. You need her, want her so much. Seeing her there, dressed like that, you’re rock hard instantly as she falls to her knees to examine you, her warm breath tickling your erection, making your cock throb.
“Oh baby, you really do want me don’t you? Get on your knees and stroke it for me honey, but don’t cum yet.”
You fall to your knees, cock in hand, stroking for her, looking deep into her beautiful eyes. You’re falling for her, deeper and deeper. You can’t believe this is actually happening.
“The next thing I’m teaching you is stamina. I need to know you can pin me down and plough me for hours at a time. I need to know that, even after five or six orgasms for me, my pussy throbbing around your cock, my panting and moaning, screaming ‘oh yeah, oh yeah, fuck me hard, oh yeah’, that you can still carry on and not cum.”
“Keep stroking baby, get yourself on the edge and hold it as long as you can.”
You are on the edge. It burns so much after so long without a full orgasm. You shiver and shake with the exertion of not cumming. You start to sweat all over.
“Eventually, you’ll be able to stroke for hours without having to stop or cum. By then, you’ll be the perfect lover, I’ll hardly be able to keep my hands off of you. Or my lips, or my pussy. I’ll be all over you, fucking 24/7, wearing sexy lingerie, driving you wild to make you fuck me all the harder.”
Oh god you want her. You’re getting dizzy from this. Her voice, her scent, her skin, her body, the edge. The terrible edge.
“Keep stroking and holding that edge baby. No cumming. Once you can’t stroke any more, hands on your head and close your eyes until you’re soft.”
You can’t take any more, this has to end. Getting soft takes what feels like an eternity. Your body cools and begins to shiver with cold and sweat, making you long for the hated edge again.
“Good Honey, but not good enough. I know you want to be with me, and you’ll do anything for me. From now on, I want fifteen minutes on edge before you’re allowed to cum. Try it right now, for me, please?”
No, please not that. Your mind races. You can’t take such torture surely. But she’s undressing. You’re so horny for her. Without even thinking, you grab your cock and start stroking like a loser looking at girls on the internet.
“I know it will be difficult baby, but do it for me? Please?”
How can you resist? You nod your head, defeated, you must have her.
“Oh baby, thank you. I know it will be hard on you, after all, you’ll probably spend several days building up your stamina.”
Please no, you need to cum, anything to cum. Your balls burn and your heart feels like it will explode.
“That’s why I’m going to be kind. You see, there’s a way to relieve your pressure without having a naughty orgasm. It will also teach you a little bit of technique, helping me train you further.”
Anything for release. You can’t take this arousal much more. The scent of her wet pussy hits your nostrils as she removes her underwear, everything becomes more fuzzy and more intense. So horny.
“O.K. then, you may do this every time you’ve not managed to cum for at least 48 hours, and failed at least eight attempts to get to the fifteen minutes on edge in that time.”
So much? Can you take so much? Can anyone? You want her, but is it worth it. Look at that arse though, perfect. You imagine burying your crotch in it. You must have her.
“You're going to take a finger and shove it up your arse. There you’ll find your prostate and rub it, all without touching your cock. When you do, you’ll find the cum will leak out of your balls. You’ll also know what it’s like for a girl to fuck someone who has no clue what he’s doing. You’ll understand then why I need to do this to you.”
“Eventually though, you’ll be able to do fifteen minutes on edge no problem. That’s when you’ll return to me.”
You need to see her, need to be with her. Her scent, her body, her skin, her voice.
“But because I don’t want to be too cruel to you, I’m going to let you have a taste of it now. Stay on the edge for me, and keep stroking.”
“Now, I’m going to play with myself while you stay on the edge and finger your prostate. No leaving the edge now. Let go for a little while if you have to.”
Seeing her touch herself is such a turn on, but the finger up your arse is so humiliating. But you need to get off so bad. You need her, want her so much. The smell of her pussy assails you as she plays with herself.
“Oh yeah, oh god yeah, mmmmm, oh baby, oh yeah...”
You want her, seeing her pleasure herself, you need to please her. Holding the most tortured edge, you rub your prostate.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, oh, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah...”
You feel the cum leaking out, your cock throbs and pulses, but you hold back from the edge.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, oh, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah...”
Your cum spills out of you without an orgasm. You feel filthy, and exhausted, and all the more horny. Your body shakes with exhaustion.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, oh, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!!!”
“Oh baby, that was HOT! I can’t wait to see you in a few weeks. It’s going to be so intense. It’s such a turn-on knowing you do all this for me. You’re so sweet. I want you so much.”
Oh my god you need her. You can hardly move. Your body is pulsing with endorphins and frustration, shivering with the cold and your own horny desires. Covered in your own spunk, naked on your knees in front of her.
“Just think, a few weeks of hard work from you, and we can see each other again. I’ve some naughty surprises for you then baby!”
Your heart pounds in your chest at the thought. You want to fuck her so hard.
“Now, you’ve been a good boy today, so I’ll clean up the mess. You go now. Go home and start your training. The sooner you can hold that edge, the sooner we can be together and I want you so much.”
Oh god you want her. You gather your clothes and leave as fast as you can. You need to get back to her so bad. So bad.
“See you soon honey!”
You rush out into the cool evening, the scent of her still in your nostrils.
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