hhh to make my girl regret ever whining and begging to let her cum…
she just doesn’t understand how good denial is for her, you know? that edging her pretty pussy is all she really needs and that dripping down her thighs is exactly how she’s supposed to look?
and most importantly - it’s not about her. why on earth does she think an orgasm would make her feel good? pretty girls like her are meant to be told no, and to pout about it as if it doesn’t make them wanna squeeze their thighs together and moan
but maybe she keeps on, she keeps whining and whining and whining and no amount of shoving my fingers or my cock in her mouth will hush her up, so i finally tell her to get up on hands and knees, that oh. she’ll need the pillows in front of her to keep from having the neighbors call a noise complaint
and maybe i’ll start slow to trick her. to take my time and very gently play with her clit and pussy, to tell her that she’s so gorgeous for me like this, i bet she’ll cum so, so quick for me
and she’s a good girl, so she trembles and gasps and makes sure to ask she has permission before tumbling over the edge, and god. the relief of hearing me say yes, darlin, of course, cum for me is almost better than the orgasm itself, huh?
but then i don’t even give her a second to catch her breath. like, i don’t care how sensitive she feels - im not gonna be fucking her pussy anyways. maybe i’ll be nice and drag my fingers through all the wetness before shoving too many fingers into her ass
and she’ll be so, so pretty with the way she gasps and trembles, how she has to grasp at the sheets to keep herself where i’ve put her. but then drilling into her ass with my hand, reminding her that, oh? what’s that - look at her pretty pussy. look at how fucking wet she is!
and i’ll keep at it. keep stretching her a bit too quick until, oh! deep breath darlin - there you go. that’s my knuckles, hm? what do you say for my whole fist? and waiting for her weak and whimpered and unwilling begging for me to shove the rest of my fist in her until she’s outright sobbing and i tell her what a good girl she is and go on, she can cum whenever she likes for me
and i don’t see her face, but i know she’d look so cutely confused, that she’s desperate to let go of the sheet and rub her clit and i trace her aching rim with my other hand and tell her again. say do you not wanna cum? do you not like it? surely you can cum from being stuffed full, hm? i’ve been telling you to practice edging with your hole and you’re telling me you haven’t?
and she’s so quick to gasp out she has been! she’s trying her hardest! she just…. can’t. without playing with her clit
and hearing the way her crying starts up again as i tsk at her and remind her well. i suppose ill have to be the one to teach her how to cum from her ass - and oh, darling. we’re not stopping cumming until you beg me to keep you denied forever.
and. the way she ends up screaming for me as i fuck her still she’s sore. as she finally, finally has that aching, awful orgasm after being fucked sensitive and she can’t help the way she misbehaves, how she tries to fight my hands away, trying to shove me away and let her breathe, her ass. she can’t. she’s losing her mind-
but i keep on. fuck her ass harder until she’s screaming again, cumming harder and gasping for breath as the whining moans start up
and i pat her ass, remind her to be grateful as i pull away, tell her to use her hands to spread her ass for me so i can look at her pretty gape and darlin, stay riiight there for me. i’ve just ordered some new cocks to surprise you and god. you’re gonna love cumming on them
and she’s only cum three times, but she knows i can go all night. and i let her see the handful of new toys i’m about to ruin her gape with makes her sob and you can see how unhappy she is as she struggles to thank me for letting her cum, that of course. her holes are mine. thank you for playing with her
