“I still want you to tell me what you were thinking when you were going down on Amanda. I’ve always been a big believer that you won’t know until you ask,” I encouraged going back down on him, but this time, I was jerking and sucking at the same time.
He probably wouldn’t have made sense to other people talking with a mouthful of cotton, but I had learned to extrapolate what people were saying in the same position. I wanted him to tell me a story to whet my appetite, but he needed the extra push which came in the form of my hands cradling his balls.
They were full threatening to burst at the slightest inclination. I could’ve easily melted his Popsicle in my mouth, but I wasn’t going to do that until I heard the magic words.
“I’m not experienced at eating wet pussy. I was finger fucking her…oh god…keep that up and I promise I will never to tell anybody about this. I wanted to fist her… I wanted to fucking fist her, but she didn’t want anything to do with…AHHHHHH.” His knob inflated in my mouth and began to pulse with a rhythm of its own.
I stopped everything and made sure to take a firm grip at the base to give him the sensation of an orgasm but nothing came out. He was grunting and moving, trying to release my iron grasp, but I wasn’t giving in. I found it amusing to keep him on the edge fighting for the moment of sweet surrender.
“This can’t happen two times in 24 hours. Please, let me shoot my load in your mouth,” He pleaded but found it was falling on deaf ears.
It was changing all sorts of different colors angry and frustrated waiting for me to finish what I started. I was determined to make him the kind of lover to give women exactly what they wanted. His one pump and it was over was never going to fly with me. He needed a coach to apply pressure to his libido with his reward dangling in front of him.
“You’ll thank me for giving you the right kind of sex education. I know you probably think you’re one of the best, but I can assure you there is always room for improvement. I do like big cocks and you certainly step up to the base with a loaded bat. The one thing I like most of all is young men. It shouldn’t come as any shock, but I can see you don’t fully comprehend. I’m a cougar and I like to bring young cubs back to my bedroom to put my name on the tip of their tongue.” I watched him digest that new information.
“Why won’t you let me cum? It’s cruel and unusual punishment,” He bellowed and tried to take my hand away from him, but I was too quick for him.
“I can make it a pleasurable experience. Give me a chance and you won’t be disappointed.” I could feel the pressure inside his bloated balls subsiding.
I slowly removed each button on my blouse letting the anticipation build. I opened it slowly and I gave him an unspoken nod of consent to go for the clasp. This time there was no hesitation and he expertly flicked it with one finger. I would have to say he was a seasoned pro, but his smugness made for an ugly trait which was going to have to be rectified immediately.
I swung him around until he was sitting there with the rock hard length of his cock straining for relief. I folded my breasts around him in a pleasing way until he got the basic idea. He began humping through the valley I had created with the warmth and friction causing him to grunt in response. Each time the head appeared, I would swipe it with my tongue to make him jerk and thrust even faster breathing deeply and coming close to the end of his rope.
“Slow down and really enjoy those sensations. Don’t be so quick to find instant gratification when the journey is half the fun. Make it last for another 20 minutes and I might consider another appointment.” He was reluctant to pull back from the abyss, but I was giving him a teasing hint of what might be waiting for him the next time.
20 minutes later and he was sweating something fierce, but he did not go off prematurely. I finally began pumping him with one hand greased up with some lotion squirted into the palm of my hand. I didn’t want to see a grown man cry no matter how tempting it was to teach him a valuable lesson.
He spluttered and came hotly all over my breasts covering them in his milky goodness. He was completely underneath my cougar spell. I milked his nuts until there was nothing left in the chamber. His balls went back to their normal size and his cock fell limply.
He was blushing quite surprised by his volume.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You just learned what a good tease can do for you.” I was about to kiss him, but I was interrupted by an important appointment I had forgotten about.
I ran my hand over his chest getting intimately acquainted with his muscles. He was pretty much out of it still nursing his jaw, but with a happy little smile on his face.
“I want you to come back tomorrow for a cleaning,” I whispered hotly into his ear letting him know with my seductive tone how the appointment might end.
I winked at him on the way out and he naughtily returned the favor.
Chapter three
My mind was preoccupied with intense images of this young man getting his first taste of fisting a woman. I couldn’t sit still and I found myself driving over to his house in the middle of the night. I made sure he was alone by gauging his mother’s response. They were in Vegas leaving him alone to fend for himself which gave me an opening to tease him mercilessly until the appointment the next day.
I had an extra key to the house for emergencies. I wasn’t sure that an emergency orgasm was what his mother had in mind when she gave me the key. I climbed the stairs to the sound of low moans coming from his bedroom.
He was on his bed jerking off and I was flattered to see the photograph that had mysteriously gone missing in my office after he left. It was lying there for his personal muse.
He had his cock greased up like a pig. I didn’t want to interfere, but I figured we could kill two birds with one stone.
I barged in and he almost tripped trying to get his pants back from where they were around his ankles. I jumped on the bed, taking the remote out of his hand to fast forward to the good part where the female dentist was about to give her male patient some one on one attention.
“I came over to talk, but this is so much better. It’s healthy for you to be curious at this stage of your life. We’re going to play a little game where we don’t touch one another. It’s another aspect of sex where you can enjoy a woman’s company without jumping her bones. Take your hands away from that thing and it’s not like I haven’t seen it already. Show me what you do when you are thinking about me,” I urged with a helpful hand by squeezing the lotion down those inches making it slippery to his touch.
“I have to be dreaming. There’s no way you are in my bedroom watching me jerk off. This is a wet dream come true to have you on my bed looking so damn sexy. It’s going to be hard to keep my hands from helping you out,” He said with his over enlarged glands suddenly exposed with his fingers dancing to a rhythm that was pleasing to him.
“I’m going to give you something better than what you have been watching. This is nice, but having your own personal peep show right in front of you is so much better. Don’t let me stop you from doing what you were already doing before I arrived. I can give you some fuel to the fire,” I suggested and slowly revealed my long and luscious legs by pulling up my skirt to show him what had become a part of his dirty fantasies.
He was no longer interested in what was playing on the screen paying particular attention to a flesh and blood woman. It was wrong to corrupt him, but he was a little naïve even though he was not one to admit it.
His bedroom was a typical young man’s haven away from his troubles. Posters of big breasted women adorned his walls. He wasn’t even looking at them and was more interested in the play by play of my fingers revealing every inch of my body until I was in a scandalous baby blue bra and panties set.
The skirt was around my waist and I didn’t stop him from releasing the puppies. He seemed pretty damned pleased with himself when he was able to make my bra fall into my lap. His cock jumped for joy spitting a little before drooling down the head.
I couldn’t help myself. I traced my finger down the slippery surface and brought it back to apply direct pressure to my hidden little clit waiting for the right inspiration. I moved it in a circular motion to feel the sensation building by the second. It didn’t hurt to have a living breathing young man watching me intently putting me in his headlights.
“I want to reach out and touch you, but I don’t want to run this little game we’re playing. I know you cheated, but it was a lapse in judgment. I can forgive, but I will never forget. Go ahead and stick one finger in and think of my cock taking its place.” He demanded with a forceful tone to his voice to make me comply anxious to share something unique with Christian.
“I’m burning up inside and you could feel it for yourself, but no touching allowed." I waved my finger back and forth in front of his face.
“I’m pretty much boiling over here and it’s a wonder I haven’t gone off already. Is it wrong for me to be excited to have you in my bedroom? You have been quite a picture in my fantasy lately. I’ve become fixated on those big knockers. They are truly spectacular in a league of their own,” He praised making me blush, but my finger continued to saw in between my slippery lips and back out again.