~KittyKaetzchen~ @kittykaetzchen - Tumblr Blog

public sex where i jerk my boy off in a park at night and force him to stay quiet with a hand over his mouth……. watching him absolutely lose himself, eyes rolling back, and desperate whimpers escaping his mouth through my fingers, but i only pump him harder as punishment for not being quiet

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Panties have more uses than what they were intended for.

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Sunday morning.

Her chance to relax and enjoy the aftermath of her post-orgasm bliss.

As was her expectation, her husband had woken her gently... gradually... by ever so softly and lovingly kissing her breasts. Only after hearing her soft purrs indicating she was beginning to waken did he allow himself to begin licking... sucking... pleasuring... her soft, lovely tits.

Then, feeling the nudge on his shoulders he descended, remaining between her outstretched legs for nearly two hours. Licking. Lapping. Pleasuring. Waiting. Then pleasuring some more.

And this morning, waiting patiently even as she drifted back to sleep after her first few orgasms, only to feel her fingers resume raking through his hair as she sleepily murmured, "More baby, do some more...."

But now, finally satisfied, she was enjoying the fresh coffee he'd brought to her as she browsed the morning paper.

Meanwhile her husband lay next to her trembling, shaking gently in frustration. Silenced by her panties in his mouth. Hands restrained at his sides by a silk sash from her robe that lied beneath him, binding them together. And his cock desperately swollen, oozing continuously from her gentle teasing that began after her waves of orgasms finally ended.

Periodically she would lay down her paper, reach over, and allow her soft, knowing fingers to work him back to the very brink... only to leave him unrelieved in agonizing frustration.

She smiled at his weak, muffled whimper, her fingers toying with the drooling precum... the spoils of her triumph over his cock which she now owned completely.

"Did that feel good baby?," she cooed teasingly. "Getting nice and close? Almost being able to cum?"

He nodded helplessly, well aware that 'almost' being able to cum was the most he could hope for now.

"Mmm, you're dripping so much already. Are you aching for me yet?"

She laughed softly at his nod and whimper. "Does that feel good, baby? Do you like it? Aching for me?"

Smiling at his nod, she purred, "Of course you do. Boys like you don't cum, do they? No, boys like you should be kept hard, achy, and frustrated, huh baby?"

Swallowing hard, he nodded once more. With her tongue gently teasing and swirling at his ear, she huskily whispered, "Would you like me to keep you close to cumming all day today, sweetheart? Keep you extra desperate? Make you an achy, drippy mess of a boy?"

A pitiful whimper escaped through her panties as tears of frustration were already welling up in his eyes. Still, he nodded his head.

Kissing his cheek softly, she purred, "Of course honey, after all of those wonderful orgasms you gave me this morning... it's the least I can do for you."

Smirking wickedly, her silky fingers went back to his cock once more. Teasing, tracing, toying with the oozing precum, coaxing him to the edge tortuously slowly... where she would leave him yet again.