Your cock is beautiful – 31

I started to slide out again and she exhaled forcefully.

“Please let me cum, Sir.” she begged.

I didn’t acknowledge her, I just kept slowly pulling out of her until only the tip was left inside, then I quickly buried myself to the hilt again. She gasped and moaned with pleasure.

“Oh fuck, oh God!” she cried.

“Don’t you dare.” I threatened, knowing she was right on the brink.

She shut her eyes tight and took a long, shuddering breath, holding herself back. I watched her flat, firm stomach roll with effort, and felt her legs dig into my hips as she panted with effort. I stayed inside her like that for more than a minute, just watching her try to keep herself from exploding.

I desperately wanted to just take her fast and hard, but I got a huge amount of satisfaction from knowing that I could ignore my own need for pleasure, finding far more enjoyment in tormenting her than I would from merely blowing my load.

The minutes ticked on as I continued this slow torture, drawing out of her incredibly slowly then fucking her hard, just once before the last few inches were free, then pulling out again. She stared up at me with a look of lust and awe, silently begging me with her gaze to allow her the pleasure she craved. And then, before too long, she begged me aloud too, knowing that I would ignore her.

“Please…” she groaned, “Please, please, let me cum.”

I loved watching her like this, so completely out of control. She would get this panicked expression each time I started to push back inside, knowing she’d have to brace herself against the pleasure, and each time she succeeded in abstaining she’d let out this cat-like, purring whine. Her long, smooth legs pressed into my sides each time I started to pull out again, as if trying to stop me. Her pussy did the same thing, squeezing around my cock as I slid out, doing everything it could to hold me inside. She felt so good it was incredible. With each passing minute she seemed to get impossibly more wet, more hot, more tight around my invading shaft.

I filled her hard and fast for maybe the thirtieth time, and slid my hand around her throat, moving close to her. She pressed her forehead against my cheek, exhausted.

“Please Sir.” she whispered, painting with exertion. “I can’t hold on. I… oh God Sir, I need it.”

She wrapped her arms around my head and brought her lips right up to my ear.

“Please.” she whispered, so very softly, “Please.”

I felt so close to her, our bodies pressed against one another, our breathing labored and bodies sweating with effort. I grabbed her hair from behind and yanked her head down to the mattress. I hadn’t said a word to her, but I knew just what she wanted to hear.

“Cum for me.” I ordered.

I didn’t move an inch and neither did she, but staring into her vivid green eyes and giving her that command was enough to set her off. Her eyes rolled back and she let out a high gasp as her fingers dug hard into the back of my neck. She squealed with pleasure as her orgasm exploded, her pussy quivering along the entire length of my shaft.

Her legs were crossed behind me, holding me in place, but I grabbed her hips and forced my way back, pulling out of her almost completely. I quickly slammed back in and started pounding in and out of her. She screamed again as her orgasm was reignited, the pleasure reaching new heights. She gasped and shook as I fucked her, and her tight pussy continued to shake and spasm around my cock.

I suddenly ground my thumb into her exposed clit, wanting to see just how much pleasure she was capable of. At first she just let out a small grunt, but then she drew back to fill her lungs and emitted another piercing squeal of pleasure. Within seconds of attacking her clit, her pussy began to clench around me with a new intensity, and my shaft and balls were coated with a fresh layer of her squirting juices.

The pleasure eventually became too much for me, and I drove myself into her one final time to release my pent up seed into her. My orgasm was intense, as I’d been waiting just as long as her, and the pleasure drove the breath from my lungs in a fevered growl of satisfaction. I kept pumping into her as I my cock fired shot after shot of cum into her, and I felt her body shiver with one more burst of orgasmic pleasure.

She pulled herself towards me as our pleasure faded and my cock began to wilt. She buried her face in the crook of my neck and inhaled the scent of my sweat before kissing and licking along my throat and collar bone. I relaxed my body and took her by the chin, leading her lips to mine. She kissed me passionately, our lips and bodies pressing together. She slowly let the kiss end, then smiled and bit her lip. She pressed her forehead against my collar bone and sighed happily.

“I thought I was going to pass out again.” she confessed, her breath warm against my chest.

We laughed together before I kissed her again. We lay there and kissed for a long time, just holding each other. We didn’t talk, and she barely made a sound aside from the occasional whimper when I’d nibble on her lip. Every time we pulled apart she’d stare into my eyes, her expression so full of adoration. I started to feel it again, that incredible connection with her. Staring into her eyes like that, I felt like I could really understand her, see everything her soul was made of.