Headstrong Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Headstrong Ch. 03

... tits, but, whoa! All of a sudden my pussy was swamped! And I was horny as shit! Pardon my French. Anyways, I slapped John's hand - I wanted to make his cock obey MY command and come at MY pleasure - and grabbed his penis when his hand left it unoccupied.

I'd had a ton of fun the first time I'd jacked John off, teasing him forever, and, when I'd thought about it later I realized that part of what I liked so much was being in charge. And though he didn't admit it, I suspected that John liked that part, too. Being controlled, being teased. Being denied. As long as he eventually got off.

The best way to confirm any theory is through testing. So I started. First I told John to sit back in his seat and interlace his fingers behind his neck. Like a prisoner. Oh, his face was so cute! As was his whimper. But he did it. And earned a really sweet kiss from me. Then I leaned over, put my face right in front of his and licked my finger. Then, holding his eyes with mine, I put my fingertip right on his spot.

His cock jumped against it, but I just kept it still. How the look on his face got more and more desperate was SO cool. As was his attempt to form a word when I asked, "John, do you want me to move my finger?" "Uh... ye... es..."

I moved it, but just a scooch. John and his penis jerked together. Ooh!

I asked John if he wanted me to move it again, and waited until he tried to say yes. He winced when I did. Then I asked again and waited. Moved it again and got the same ...

... result. Neat.

It was a fun game. Make John ask me, almost beg me for what I knew he needed before I did anything. Then do it. But just teeny bit. He kept getting more and more desperate, and I kept having more and more fun.

But then, all of a sudden, John exploded! No, not his cock, I had that under control. He grabbed my hands, looked at me with fire in his eyes, and said, "Kim, I don't like this! You're being mean and it's not fair! Why can't you be nice, like you were before? Like that time at the beach."

Goodness! This was the most assertive John had ever been in our over a year of dating. A part of me liked it. A lot. Ultimately, I do want a relationship with a man who knows we're equals. But that I'm a little more equal of course... So we can both assert what we want and get what we need.

But, as I wrote before, I'd decided early on that John was not Mr. Right. I liked him quite a bit, especially how I was always able to get him to do what I wanted, but he was leaving for college in September, and that was going to be it for us. Plus, I was still quite annoyed at how he'd threatened to break up with me. On prom night! Well, when headstrong Kimmy is confronted with a problem - like her boyfriend insisting she do what he wants - she solves it.

"John, take me home. Now."

He froze, just looked at me with a mystified look on his face.

"John, put your penis back in your pants, start the car, and take me home."

"But wait, I didn't mean..."

"John, your ...