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The Test

... her higher, closer, her fists in the sheets as she moaned.

'Oh... Oh, my God, I'm going to cum...' Erica moaned.

And he stopped. His hand pulled back, leaving her gasping and writhing on the bed. Again and again, his fingers working her towards the edge, towards the mind-blowing orgasm she knew was waiting for her. Each time, Matt stopped, laughing gently at her desperation. Each time she was left bucking at the air, the orgasm fading, leaving her only with the sharp torture of the edge.

How long it went on, Erica wasn't sure, but she didn't think she'd ever been so horny or desperate to cum. She'd edged herself long and hard, but this was different. When she touched herself, she always knew she was in control, really. She could give up at any point and cum. Now there was no control. If she reached for her pussy, he pushed her hands away. He worked her body like an expert, using everything he knew about what she liked against her.

When he finally rolled her over and fucked her from behind, Erica was a wet, squirming mess. His cock felt incredible, driving into her, hot thrusts into her aching pussy, hard and fast. In no time, she felt the orgasm rolling up again, impossible to stop.

'Oh, fuck, can I cum? Please can I cum?' she gasped.

'Cum for me,' his voice came from behind her, low and urgent. 'Cum now, and moan for me.'

The words were hardly out of his mouth before Erica's pussy was clenching over his cock, the orgasm rippling through her whole ...

... body. The sound that escaped her mouth was more like a wail as she bucked her ass to meet his erratic thrusts.

And then, with a final thrust, Matt pulled her hips tight up to him, groaning as he came deep in her pussy.

Erica was shaking as she collapsed face forward onto the bed, Matt rolling off her to lie beside her. For a moment, neither of them spoke, their breath slowly calming.

'Never knew you were into orgasm denial,' he said at last, a strange note in his voice as he turned his head to look at her. 'Have you done that before?'

'Yes,' Erica admitted. 'I mean, I've been teased. And...' She hesitated before going on. 'I've teased myself for much longer.'

'Oh yeah?' His brown eyes were full of interest, with a gleam of something that maybe went beyond interest. 'Like, how long are we talking?'

'I went two weeks once. I was trying for a month, but I couldn't last.'

Matt laughed.

'Poor girl. Horny pussy got the better of you,' he teased. 'That's hot, though.'

~

That was all they talked about it, then. Three weeks later, Erica wasn't sure how many times she'd edged to the memories of that night. The thoughts swirled together in her mind: Matt's fingers on her clit, his voice telling her no, and the thought of that product he was developing, the one that blocked your orgasms.

Her orgasms were a different matter; she knew exactly how many of them she'd had, carefully counted out and delayed as long as she could bear. She'd had three. One per ...