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I may be your daughter's best friend, but I'm also a girl with needs that I want you to satisfy. Do I really have to spell it out? I want you to fuck me- and I always get what I want...

45 minutes later

Wow, for an older guy you certainly have some stamina, I've had boyfriends that couldn't make me cum that hard! But now I'm afraid if you don't want me to tell your daughter all about this you'll do exactly as I say, starting with locking on this chastity cage. You I also have a need to dominate, to enslave men, and you're going to be my first. I'll take ownership of your cock and make sure it never gets hard or cums without my permission ever again.

She really did appreciate the way her husband always did his best to endure the pleasures she offered him. She found those quiet little sounds that escaped him and those anguished grimaces on his face when he tried so hard to hold back to maximize her pleasure to be adorable, cute and sexy.

Still, there were times when the devil whispering in her ear provoked her in to reminding him that his ability to withstand the pleasures of her sweet, soft pussy were solely dependent upon her desire for him to do so.

In other words, sometimes the mood struck her to give him a little reminder that if she wanted to make him cum that there was no amount of focus... no amount of willpower... no amount of reciting baseball statistics in his head that would allow him to withstand the irresistible pleasures her pussy could inflict upon him.

Today was one of those days.

She approached him with hips swaying, then reached beneath her dress to peel down her warm, moist panties. After allowing them to dangle teasingly from her fingertips for a moment she tossed them aside then knelt between his legs, wasting little time freeing his cock.

Within moments her soft hands and teasing tongue had coaxed him in to just the condition she wanted. Moving up to join him, she straddled his lap and in one slow, graceful motion took him deep inside, her pussy claiming his cock as its captive prisoner.

The moment her body went in to action her husband gasped softly, his muscles tensing and a look of concern washing over his face. She smirked inwardly, well aware of what was causing his plight. Rather than allowing him a moment to become acclimated to the velvety soft tightness of her pussy she was instead immediately unleashing the power of her female sexuality upon him.

Her hips were already moving up and down... erotically undulating forward and back... sinuously moving in that way that allowed her pussy to mercilessly pleasure his cock.

And at the same time her exquisitely honed muscles were already squeezing and releasing... clenching and rippling... the hot, soft wetness of her pussy like a vise of silk clamping around him, intent on milking him of his male essence.

She smiled inwardly at the obvious sense of panic and helplessness in his voice when within moments he was already groaning, "Baby.... my god...."

Never breaking her erotic movements she took his face between her hands. Her voice was soft, gentle, and reassuring as she murmured, "Shhh, I know baby... it's ok. Don't try to fight it, you can't.... just give in... enjoy it... that's what I want."

With her hips rolling seductively and the muscles of her pussy relentlessly working over his cock he had no prayer. She emitted a soft purr of triumph when his head fell forward in defeat, the perfumed softness of her cleavage only adding to her sensual entrapment of this now helplessly aroused man.

She could feel his sense of embarrassment and helplessness at his inability to resist her, making her drip with arousal and the rush of sexual power that she could wield over this man. And as his body surrendered to hers, she cooed softly in his ear, urging him on.

"That's it baby.... just like that.... cum... cum for me... I want you to feel how my pussy can milk every... last... drop from you."

Moments later with his spent body still trembling beneath hers he tried to apologize. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I tried to hold back but...."

Quickly though she interrupted him, smiling as her fingers stroked through his hair. "Shhh, hush... I know. Sweetheart, I love the way you always try to hold back for me, really I do. But still, I don't want you to forget, if I want you to cum... you're going to cum... and there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop it."

"Oh god....," he moaned softly.

In a soft voice she purred, "You understand that, don't you?"

Still panting, he replied, "Oh yes. I understand perfectly."

With a wicked grin slowly forming on her face she teased, "Good. Because I know you might be thinking that I've finished having my way with you, but trust me honey, I haven't."

She smiled at his gasp when she allowed the muscles of her pussy to once again resume clutching and tugging at his cock that was still imprisoned within her. And at the sound of his moan of pleasure being muffled in to her cleavage she laughed softly, purring, "You are sooo mine, baby."

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 💋