Kasey was well aware of why the sounds coming from Michael were so agonized. She knew that her expectations of a lover were at bestâŠ. different. At worstâŠ. some might say unrealistic or even cruel. Still, she knew what she wanted and settling for anything less than what she expected of a man was simply not an acceptable option for her.
She was also perfectly aware that tonight would be by far the most difficult night for Michael so far. From their first date nearly two months ago Kasey had sensed something in his eye, in his behavior, something that made her feel like maybe⊠just maybeâŠ. Michael might be different.
And so far, she could not have been more right. But tonight, for the first time since theyâd begun seeing one another, finally, Kasey was allowing Michael entry in to her soft, moist pussy. Still, he needed to understand it was for her pleasure, not his own. Before he slipped inside her Kasey purred, âFuck me, MichaelâŠ. make me cumâŠ.. but donât cumâŠ. not unless I sayâŠ.â
After waiting as long as he had he was more than eager to play by her rules. And after all, this was far from the first time Michael found himself at the mercy of Kaseyâs rules. And her rules were always the same, whether it was when heâd felt her softly, skillfully stroking his cock... or if heâd been writhing in a blend of pleasure and agony when she ravished and devoured him with her soft mouth and swirling tongue yet denying him his release.
No cumming, unless Kasey said. That was her rule. And although Kasey never missed her opportunity for a shuddering, orgasmic release, that was certainly not true for Michael. Because for Kasey, nearly as pleasurable for her as her own shuddering orgasms, were the pleasure and power she felt when she simply said, âNo, MichaelâŠ.. not tonightâŠ. not for youâŠ.,â leaving him to ache in frustration.
But never, not until tonight had Michael had to endure the moistness, the softness, of Kaseyâs pussy while trying to hold back. And after doing as instructed, fucking her hard and long, giving her the orgasm sheâd asked for, Michael was now teetering on the brink himself.
âKasey please?! Please, please can I cum?? Oh god, Iâm so close!â
âNo babyâŠ. you canâtâŠ. stay stillâŠ. stop movingâŠ..â Her voice was soft, husky, dripping with lust.
Obediently, as if Kasey had flipped a switch in him he stopped, though he still pleaded his case. âKasey pleaseâŠ. oh god, I need to cum so badâŠâŠ.â
âMmm, I know you do babyâŠ. I can tellâŠ. youâre right there, arenât you?âŠ. but you canât MichaelâŠ. youâre not allowed⊠not tonightâŠ. you have to pull out sweetheart...â
Kasey smiled at his whimper, at the feel of him withdrawing from her. She kissed him softly, sensually, murmuring sweet encouragements and words of praise. âMmm, thatâs it babyâŠ.. thatâs itâŠ. oh sweetie, itâs still right there, isnât it?âŠ. just breathe⊠let it slip awayâŠ.â
Kasey gently stroked his hair, caressed his face, savoring his frustration as he could do nothing but helplessly allow the nearness of his orgasm to fade away. Then with a smile she murmured, âThereâŠ. all better?âŠ. is it all gone now, honey?âŠ.â
Smiling at his whimper Kasey cooed, ââŠ.. youâre ok sweetieâŠ. just breathe now⊠let it ache⊠itâll be ok baby, I promise. You did so well MichaelâŠ.. maybe next time the answer will be yesâŠâŠ maybeâŠ..â
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