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........I love crawling on top of you, not to “just fuck you” in some rushed gotta-have-you way, but more to shimmy my hips and squirm around as I sheepishly look down at you, my fingers playing with your nipples as our eyes lock..........I love the way you expect me to raise up and run the tip of your cock along my slit, coating it with my silky juices, but instead I tweak and pull at your nipples, running my fingertips over your chest as you watch..........your hands gravitate to my thighs and hips, using your strength to lift me but my legs are strong and my will to tease you even stronger........clasping our hands together, I lean forward, pinning your arms over your head as my big breasts fall softly near your face........shifting, I taunt your mouth with my nipples, grazing them back and forth over your lips as your mouth opens and tongue darts over them, desperate to suck.......slowly lifting my hips, our hands still locked, my nipple slips into your mouth as I simultaneously move and your cock squeezes inside my hole ~ mmmmmmmm the low growl coming from your mouth reverberates off my nipple as my hips begin their assault........

Pete stared at me with absolute need and longing in his eyes as I prepared myself to end his week long torture of daily ruined orgasms. Six days had passed since Pete had messaged me to tell me he would agree to anything if it meant he would get to feel my hands around his cock. I told Pete that if he agreed to be my cock toy that I could practice my ruined orgasm techniques upon for a week then I would make his wish come true. Pete showed up at my house on the Monday evening and we got straight down to the business at hand. He undressed as instructed then lay back on my bed. I tied his wrists to my headboard to avoid any temptation of grabbing for his cock as he felt the frustration of his orgasm being ruined. I stripped down to my bra and panties then took Pete’s cock in my hands for the first time. 

“Oh god Jessica, you don’t know how often I’ve dreamt of this moment while jerking off to your blog,” he moaned as my fingers curled around his shaft and I started stroking him. That first evening I bought him to the very edge of cumming twice before I allowed any kind of release. I stroked his cock to the point of no return before letting go of his shaft and watching the telltale twitches that told me his cum was slowly rising up his length searching for release. Pete groaned in frustration as we both watched his cock drooling cum from the tip as it twitched needing stimulation to allow a full orgasm that never came. 

“Was that your first ruined orgasm?” I asked as I untied his wrists from my headboard. 

“Yes Jessica, and I don’t know how to feel about it. I kinda loved how it felt but now I’m twice as horny as I was before you even touched my cock.” 

“Haha, that’s the whole point sweetie,” I said as I smirked at him, “and you have to last until Friday without touching your cock in-between sessions. You promise you won’t make yourself cum no matter how frustrated you get right Pete?” 

“Oh yes I promise Jessica,” he said and smiled as I watched him get dressed. I told him to come back tomorrow night at the same time for our next session. Pete returned the following evening and he was tied to my bed and I had more fun torturing his cock by bringing him to the edge a few more times before ruined his orgasm just like the night before. 

Wednesday and Thursday went buy with identical cock teasing and cum ruining sessions, and I could tell Pete was starting to struggle and was perhaps nearing his limit. 

“Are you going to be able to handle this Pete? Can you survive until tomorrow?” I asked him as he pulled his pants up over his still hard and slightly leaking cock. He looked at me and nodded. 

“I think so Jessica, but I know I won’t be able to sleep tonight. I will be laying awake all night thinking about finally cumming by your hands and I’ll be desperate to start jerking my cock but I know I’m not allowed.” 

“No you aren’t allowed to touch your cock Pete but I promise it will all have been worth it when I’m milking your cock dry tomorrow,” I said with a naughty little grin. 

Pete arrived on Friday evening and was undressed and laying on my bed ready to be tied to my headboard before I could even blink. His cock was so beautifully hard and so ready for a good stroking session. 

“Are you ready for this sweetie?” I asked as I took his cock in my hand again. Pete groaned at my touch and squirmed against his wrist bindings. 

“Jessica, I swear I’ve never wanted or needed anything more than I want to cum for you right now. This is going to be the greatest cum of my life,” he moaned as I stroked his aching hard shaft. I told him I wasn’t going to tease him by edging him tonight as this was his reward for a week of torture. Pete was moaning and squirming so delightfully in my grasp. One of my favourite things in the world is to have a man at this kind of ultimate state of arousal as I’m stroking his cock in my hands. I stroked his cock slowly at first. A nice slow build up to what was to come. I spat onto the head of his cock and let my spit run down his shaft lubing him up as I increased the intensity of my handjob. Long strokes up and down his length as Pete groaned for release. 

“Mmmmm are you ready sweetie? Are you ready to finally cum for me?” I asked teasingly as I watched him almost trembling with excitement. 

“Oh god Jessica YES YES YESSSSS! Make me cum…. OH GOD MAKE ME CUM MISS JESSICA!” he screamed as he could feel his balls about to burst. I smiled at him as I stopped stroking him and let my hands drop to rest around the base of his cock, looking into his eyes with a wry little smirk on my face. 

“Oops….” was all I said as his cock twitched then let out one single burst of cum before just dribbling cum down his twitching shaft. The look of confusion in Pete’s eyes as he realized what I was doing to him was one I will never forget. 

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO OH FUCKKK NOOOOOO! OOOHH GOD YOU BITCH!” he screamed as his orgasm was ruined yet again. As he thrashed and cursed at me I stayed perfectly still smirking at him with my hands around the base of his cock. Pete was squirming and groaning as he desperately tried to hump my hands trying to get some kind of proper release but it was all to no avail. His trembling body slowly calmed as the cum stopped drooling from his cock. 

“Bitch?” I asked in a calm soft tone. 

“Oh god I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. You’re my princess. I’m so sorry Miss Jessica. Please forgive me!” he begged as he realized the predicament he was still in. Bound to my bed with my hands as his only hope of finally being allowed to empty his throbbing aching swollen cum filled balls. 

“Oh that’s ok sweetie, I forgive you,” I said as I started to slowly stroke his sticky cum covered cock. “Now let’s have some fun!” 

“Oh fuck…….” was all he muttered before he submitted to my wicked torturous desires 💋

"You had everything you could ever want...

You had a girl who loved to give blowjobs. You could have sex whenever you wanted and she would always wear revealing lingerie around the house.

Ever since you suggested chastity you've lost control.

There's no more blowjobs, no more sex. But at least she still wears lingerie around the house to remind you of the control you gave up."

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Alice Delish