When the Role Play Backfired - Sex Stories

When the Role Play Backfired

... shaft. The lube was warm and made the air in the room seem very cool. She watched my face as I watched her hand and I began to get sexually frustrated. Her hand stroked painfully slow and the tip of my cock was becoming sensitive. She released my cock and pushed the chair back out of the way. Then turned around and, bending over, backed up until she was able to grab my cock, reaching between her legs. She rubbed the tip through her slit several times, pressing it against her clit each time. Finally she slipped it between her labia and pressed back against me, taking the shaft fully into her wet pussy. Then the real difficulty began; trying to hold back while she used my cock for her pleasure. She eased back on forth on it, letting it fill her ever so slowly. When she began to pump against me in earnest, I heard her breathing heavily, almost sighing. Her juices were running down onto my balls. Although she never moaned out loud, her actions told me at one point that her orgasm had finally come. Her legs quivered and her hands squeezed my legs. My cock remained hard but was beginning to throb with the need for release. When she stepped away from my body, she went to wash her hands and brought back a wet cloth. She gingerly wiped my shaft and balls clean and then used her mouth to take me almost to the edge. By the time she had stopped, my heart was pounding out of my chest and I wanted to beg out loud but I had promised not to speak, so I held my breath hoping she would have ...

... mercy on me. I was mistaken. Somehow sensing that I was at the brink of release, she stopped, sucked the precum from the tip of my cock and then just licked up and down the underside of it again for several minutes. I could not refrain from moaning my frustration. She came back onto the bed, straddled my head, and fisted a hand in my hair. Then settling down against my face, she began a rhythm of riding back and forth across my face, coating me with her juices. I was getting hotter by the minute and she seemed in no hurry to change. When she finally did, she pressed down over my lips. From previous sex dates with her, I took the cue and drove my tongue up inside her. Having my cock in a pussy feels wonderful but having my tongue in one adds another arousing dimension; taste. Janeen was well aware of how much more this would excite and torture me. She let me explore her with my tongue and savor her sweetness for several wonderful before she adjusted her position slightly, indicating directly where my tongue would do her the most good. I worked her clit carefully, not rushing her orgasm but just trying to prolong her pleasure. She lasted much longer than I expected, and when she finally climaxed, her hand in my hair yanked me hard into her pussy. I sucked on her clit and she came again quickly. Content with my results, I tried to relax, to calm my beating heart. My cock was still oozing precum, tiny drops sliding down over the tip of my cock. Janeen shifted, lifting and turning ...