Raina had driven from her dorm to this unfamiliar part of town because she wanted to try something new, and as she stepped out of her car, she reminded herself again that even though the whole weekend was blocked out for this “adventure,” it was all her idea and she could back out at any time.
“Just say the ‘safe word’ and everything ends,” she repeated to herself.
For as long as she had even known about sex, the shy, pretty coed had had shameful sexual fantasies. Alone in her room late at night, she dreamed of a faceless man taking total control of her, bringing out her hidden desires, tying her up, “forcing” her to do all the nasty, naughty things she knew she would love… but she was a nice girl, with nice friends and a nice family, so she was embarrassed to tell anyone about her secret desires. No one on earth knew how badly she needed to get fucked hard and dirty, how her pussy dripped when she even thought of a strong man taking control of her… But she decided on her 22nd birthday that the time had come to see what would happen if she actually lived out her secret desires. She was brave a few minutes ago, safe in her car, but now, as she closed the door behind her and made her way down the dark street, she was wondering if this had been such a good idea.
She tottered up the avenue on the way-too-high heels the stranger had asked…ordered… her to wear, and she scanned the deserted street nervously, worried that someone would see her making a fool of herself.
Raina had a nice curvy figure—generous breasts and high, round ass, but she wasn’t the type of girl to dress sexy. So it was hard for her to go to the store and buy what the man told her she must wear…but here she was, looking like a total slut: Skintight black dress that just covered her ass cheeks, tiny thong panties with no bra, her round breasts bouncing with each step she took. Her face flushed with embarrassment as a driver slowed down to take a look at her strutting down the block, but unexpectedly, she felt a rush of horniness when she pictured herself, her long, straight black hair hanging down her back, her full breasts bouncing with each step she took closer to the address he had given her.
Donna and I had been together for six months or so, and while the sex was incredibly good, I wanted to try something new. Something a little less vanilla. I wanted to give edging a shot.
The conversation was about as awkward as I thought it would be.
“You want me to not make you cum?” She asked, laughing a bit.
“Yes. I want you to get me close to cumming, but then not... finish,” I explained.
She considered that for a moment.
“Why?” She asked.
“I don’t know. It’s just a weird thing I want to try. I think it would be hot. Don’t let me cum, even if I ask you to.”
“For how long?” She asked.
“I don’t know...a couple days, maybe?”
“But I love when you cum... and isn’t every other woman in the world already not making you cum?” She said giggling.
“I mean, yeah... but they’re not making me cum out of indifference. I want you to purposefully not make me cum. I want you to be invested in it. Kinks are weird. But does that make sense?”
“It makes sense in that I know what you want, but I don’t get it entirely. What the hell though? It’s Friday night, I’ll give it a try.”
And that’s how we started edging.
She looked at me in the eyes, then down at my crotch... my hardon was straining the fabric of my sweatpants.
“Even talking about this is making you hard...” She said quietly, looking in my eyes.
I could only nod in response.
She reached into my sweatpants and grabbed my cock. She started stroking it... slowly... almost painfully slowly.
“Let’s not go out to eat,” she said a moment later, as she pulled down my pants and underwear and began rubbing my shaft faster.
I moaned, feeling her soft hand gripping me, She leaned over and whispered in my ear.
“Just get you....right...to... the... edge... then stop?” She asked, and took her hand off my cock, leaving it standing straight in the air.
“Yes,” I managed.
“Ok,” she said. Then she waited, looking me in the eyes.
“Don’t move,” she whispered. I nodded.
Suddenly she grabbed my dick again and started stroking it hard and fast. I moaned and spread my legs wider, sitting on the couch, wearing just a t-shirt, surrendering myself to her.
“It’s pulsing,” she said, and moved her hand even faster, tightening her grip. I felt my orgasm approaching, getting close. My hips lifted off the couch, but just as I was about to shoot my cum all over, she moved her hand away.
She looked at me with mock concern. “That was close, wasn’t it?” she said. I nodded.
“I’ll let you calm down for a bit,” she said. “You just sit there. Hands by your side, and watch.”
She stood up in front of me, slid her shirt off, revealing the perky c-cup tits I’d fallen in love with. She rubbed her hard nipples, then slid her jeans and panties off.
She turned around and showed me her warm soft ass, then turned around, her fingers digging into her pussy, massaging her clit.
“I’m allowed to cum, right?” she asked.
“As much as you want,” I managed.
“Good. Now you sit there like good boy while I get off,” she said.
I watched hypnotized as she rubbed herself, her breath getting faster.
“You want to taste it?” she said. Without waiting for an answer she shoved her fingers in my mouth. I licked her sweet juices from her fingers while she slide them in and out and rubbed her pussy.
She stood on the couch over me, my face between her legs.
“Eat me,” she said.
I went to town on that pussy. Dug in like it was my last meal, she was moaning and groaning now, grinding herself against me riding my face. I lapped her clit desperately, my ignored cock was throbbing, leaking pre-cum down my shaft.
“I’m gonna cum all over your face,” she grunted and her thighs clapped onto my face and I felt her trembling as her orgasm ripped through her.
As soon as she calmed down, she grabbed my cock knelt beside me, taking me all the way into her mouth, swallowing my precum and bobbing her head up and down on my glistening dick.
She grabbed my shaft and began pumping it in rhythm with her mouth. I moaned loudly, thrusting off the couch into her mouth.
“I’m gonna cum,” I warned her.
She moved her head away from my dick and looked me in the eyes.
“No you aren’t,” she said. shaking her head.
I groaned. I wanted to cum more than anything in the world...
“Please?” I asked.
She smiled. “I thought you said a couple days. It’s been like 30 minutes. You can do better than that. Now eat my pussy good, and I might let you cum... tomorrow.”
She shoved it in my face again and licked her even more desperately, grabbing her ass and pulling her pussy into my face.
“This makes a lot more sense to me now,” she managed right before her second orgasm ripped through her body.
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