Many of you have requested I post the story sol wrote, and read to me (curled up together in bed, warm, replete and happy, after play) on my birthday. Here is is. Enjoy!***
It was over a month since I last came. Of course Mistress had not gone without orgasms - in fact she had come rather often. Three or four times a week I had been performing oral sex, or occasionally bringing her to orgasm with my fingers as we lay side by side, and one time lying between her legs, face inches from her pussy, watching as she teased herself to orgasm with a vibrator.
Mistress had made sure I hadn't missed out in stimulation during that time. Some evenings she would torment my balls with a leather ball stretcher, or play at decorating my penis with clothespegs. Other times she would stroke my aching cock, sometimes just a few short strokes before telling me to 'put it away', other times bringing me to the edge of orgasm and stopping.
We were lying in bed together, reading, when the ache in my balls that had been building up all month gave an unexpected twinge, and I gasped audibly. Mistress peered at me from behind her book, and said 'Did you say something ?'
'No Ma'am,' I said. 'Just aching balls.'
'Why would that be ?' she asked, raising an eyebrow, the hint of a smile playing on her lips. 'Not complaining, are we ?'
'No, I'm not complaining Ma'am,' I said quickly. 'It's just been a while since I came.'
'Oh has it ?' She said, knowing exactly how long it had been. 'Do you want to come then ?'
'Oh yes Ma'am.'
'It doesn't sound like it,' she said, putting her book down and moving closer to me. 'Tell me how much you want to come.'
And so I started to tell her how much I wanted an orgasm after a month without. How much my balls ached, how my cock became erect at the slightest stimulation. As I described how I felt, her hand slid under the sheets and started to play with my cock, sliding the foreskin back and forth.
'That sounds dreadful,' she murmered in my ear, her head on the pillow beside me. 'If you ask me nicely enough I might let you come.'
'Please may I come ?'
'Ask me again.'
'Oh please Ma'am, please may I have an orgasm.'
'Again.'
I started pleading and begging. Her hand brought me closer and closer to orgasm as I begged, and her quiet voice in my ear urged me on, my voice getting more and more desperate.
As I started to approach orgasm, her hand stopped, but I continued to beg and plead. She rolled away from me onto her back, and she pulled me towards her, and on top of her.
'Don't stop,' she said as I lay on top of her, supporting myself on my elbows, 'beg me for permission to come.'
She raised her hips, pulled me closer and my cock slid easily into her slick wet pussy. I whispered my pleadings into her ear as I slid slowly in and out of her. I rapidly climbed right to the edge of an orgasm and urgently said 'Please may I come now ?'
'No,' she said, 'not yet, don't come.'
With difficulty I stopped, as the orgasm built to its crest. I tensed my muscles and concentrated on running streams, waterfalls, anything to take my mind off the impending orgasm. She looked into my eyes with a delighted smile as my face strained and my eyes swam in and out of focus.
I fought to control my orgasm for a minute or more, then lay motionless against her as she praised me for my efforts, told me how sexy I looked when I was fighting so hard not to come, and warning me about the consequences of coming without permission. After a few more minutes she started to rock her hips gently.
'Do you think you can control yourself long enough to let me come this time ?' she asked.
'I'm not sure Ma'am, but I'll try,' I replied.
But it was not to be. I tried my best not to respond to the sweet friction of her pussy, but the moment she closed her eyes and gave the gasp she makes at the first sign of her impending orgasm, my own climax was suddenly imminent and again I had to stop, balanced on the edge as she gazed at me once again in delight.
This time when it was safe to move again, she rolled me off her, reached into the bedside draw for a vibrator, and climbed on top of me, straddling my hips. She guided my cock into her, and started to move gently up and down, then stopped, my cock buried to the hilt inside her, and turned the vibrator on. As she started to play the vibrator against her clit, she smiled and met my eyes:
"Tell me again how much you want to come?"
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