Mike and Peggy

Mike had met Peggy when they were both in their junior year at the University. They met because Mike was an also-ran on the football team and Peggy was a cheerleader, definitely not an also-ran! Since Mike didn't play much, he often got to chat with Peggy on the sidelines. He had an immense crush on her from the outset.

Mike was not a typical jock. He wasn't overly big, certainly not for a football player, but had a good build and was rather good looking, but pretty shy and didn't have much of a positive self-image.

Peggy was another matter. She was the best looking of all the cheerleaders and was very shapely to boot. Peggy was always very friendly towards Mike, not stuck up like most of the other cheerleaders, but she seemed pretty uninterested. He had asked her out several times, but she'd always had some reason she couldn't go. She was so nice about it, he couldn't tell if he'd just had bad luck with his timing or if he was plain wasting his time.

Mike was about to give up and just let it go, but he decided he'd give it one more try. He was very glad he did. Peggy said yes, "I was afraid you wouldn't ask again, again. Every time you have, I've been tied up. I was afraid you'd think I didn't want to go out, but I really do."

Mike was ecstatic. He was on cloud nine as they parted. They had arranged to meet that weekend. On their first date Mike was a complete gentleman. They hit it off very well and were both clearly enjoying being together. As he returned her to her house she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and quickly let herself in, leaving him on the porch. "Call me," she called as the door shut. And so it started.

Mike was quite sure he was falling in love, one date or not, he was sure. Call he did and the two of them went out regularly from then on. Mike felt like he was more serious about her than the other way around, but maybe that was just because he felt an average guy like him was so fortunate to be going with such a beauty!

Their physical relationship built very slowly, partly because Mike didn't want to blow it by being too aggressive, but also because he could sense that Peggy was in charge in that area, period. Oh sure they hugged and held hands and kissed a bit, but Mike would certainly have liked things to progress more rapidly.

After a while, most of their dates included some serious necking, and Peggy would let Mike play with her breasts a little, but only through her clothes. She was always touching him though, and especially liked to stroke the inside of his thigh while he was driving, but never quite high enough to touch him where he so badly wanted her to. Close, but not quite. It resulted in Mike going home after almost every date with a real case of blue balls.

This torturously slow (at least to Mike) build in their physical relationship was exacerbated because the only place they had privacy was in Mike's car.

The house she lived in was a sorority and he lived in a dorm. They'd been going together since football, and for over two months Mike had gotten nothing but aching balls out of their dating. Not that he minded too much. By now he knew he was madly in love, and Peggy certainly seemed very attracted to him. They had progressed to the point where she would occasionally let him get his hand inside her blouse, even inside her bra, but he still hadn't made any more progress than that. She would rub his cock and balls a bit, but again, only through his clothes.

As they headed into winter quarter things changed somewhat. It was a huge step, in Mike's mind, but in reality nothing had actually changed. He'd been trying to get his hand into Peggy's pants since she first let him feel her breasts. Finally she let him undo her jeans and slip his hand down there and put his finger inside her. She even guided his hand so that she was getting good stimulation to her clit and reached a very satisfying orgasm. Mike however was required to keep his pants done up and while Peggy was now usually bringing him much closer to cumming, she still did so only through his clothes. The situation had not gotten better for Mike, quite the opposite. Peggy was now getting orgasms from their relationship and he was getting worse blue balls than ever. His not too subtle hints that he'd love a hand job met with a giggled response that strung him on, like, "Not just yet Mike, not just yet."

For nearly six months they had been dating. Peggy was getting off regularly, but he'd still never had her undressed, just un-done. And he still ended every date with a severe ache and nothing more. His only relief was going home afterward, and nearly wearing his cock out with his own hand as he fantasized over her. The first big hope Mike had that this might all change happened when school got out that spring. He moved into a house with two other guys, and they each had their own room! Peggy was always comfortable at the house, but she had managed to avoid being in Mike's room with the door closed. "Your roommates," she'd say.

Mike was going nuts. Finally Mike saw a chance for his big break. His two roommates were going camping for the coming weekend. Mike called Peggy and told her the news. After hemming and hawing a while he final managed to get out his question, "Peggy, please spend the weekend here with me. My roomies won't be home until Sunday!" He was almost begging.

Mike almost fainted at her reply. "I'd love to," she said. "Mike, MIKE," Peggy finally said very loudly when after a very long time he hadn't responded at all.

"Uh, well, GREAT!" he finally got out. She just laughed.

"But Mike, on Friday, we're going to talk about some rules. If you can't or won't promise me that you'll follow them, then I'm not going to stay. Understand?"

"Sure Peggy, whatever you say. I'm just so glad you are willing to stay," Mike said, not believing his good fortune. Finally things seemed to be looking up.

Mike thought Friday would never arrive, but finally it did. Six o'clock rolled around and the doorbell rang. Mike nearly ran through the house to get it. As he opened the door he nearly gasped. There she stood, looking sexier than ever!

It was unseasonably warm and Peggy had on a short tee that showed her midriff, and a very sexy pair of shorts. It was very obvious that Peggy did not have a bra under the tee, something Mike had never seen her do before. Because of the weather Mike was just wearing cutoffs.

Mike asked her in. He'd spent the whole day cleaning up the place; after all, three college guys lived there.

"What did you get for dinner?" she asked. Hell, he'd spent all day getting ready, he never even though of food. Rather sheepishly he confessed there wasn't anything to eat in the house. She led him by the hand and they drove to the store. They returned quite a while later with enough for an army to make it through the weekend. Mike didn't care that he'd just blown half a month's food budget for one weekend. She was going to be there the whole time!

Peggy fixed him a very nice dinner; she was obviously a good cook. They had rented a movie too, and after dinner he popped it in the DVD player. It was a chick flick, very romantic. She was sniffling before it was over. She was also allowing him free access to her unencumbered young bosom and he was taking full advantage of the situation. She was in return doing a good job of teasing him through his shorts, which were in serious danger of bursting!

Things went about like usual, except when he tried, Peggy let Mike get his hands under her shirt and feel her naked tits. He damn near went crazy. They felt so good! Of course this just made Mike as hard as a rock and Peggy was touching, stroking and teasing his cock and balls more than ever before.

Mike was dying to fuck her. He had always been careful not to go too far, too fast, but now he couldn't help it. Peggy got a big smile on her face as she reached over and paused the movie, "Mike, remember I said there were some rules we need to talk about?"

"Yeah, sure I remember," lying through his teeth. It was the absolute last thing he remembered right then.

"There is something you really need to know. I do NOT intend to have sex with you!"

Mike was crushed, and he looked it. "You mean you're a virgin?"

"I mean, I do NOT intend to have sex with you! Frankly, I like you a lot and I need to be sure it isn't sex, but me you are interested in," she said a little frostily. "You've been a real gentleman, until now. It's one of the reasons I like you so much." She smiled so broadly as she said this that the room got brighter. "But if that is a problem, you'd better just tell me! Because if I can't trust you to completely honor that, then I'm leaving. And you will really need to prove to me that you mean it."

Mike caught on to the fact that she hadn't answered his question about being a virgin. He knew she had dated other athletes and had heard rumors, but that didn't mean much. Mike decided that to push it any further would be very stupid. Mike was not very experienced, but he wasn't a virgin either.

"NO, uh . . .no, that's not a problem. I understand and respect that," he lied. He might respect her, but not that! And he damn sure didn't understand. But he wasn't going to risk losing her either.

She grabbed him and kissed him passionately, pressing her thinly clad breasts against his naked chest. His cock was about to burst his zipper and she ground against that too.

"Mike, I trust you, you know I do. If you can live with me not being willing to have sex, then I'd really like to spend the whole weekend together. I really mean it, I like you a lot, you know. And there are lots of ways we can have a great time together without going all the way!" She smiled so brightly that Mike thought he might die. No matter that he might not get laid, she just made it clear that things in his sex life were going to improve dramatically, or so he thought.

They watched the rest of the movie, Peggy letting him have his way with her bare breasts and continuing to torment his cock and balls through his clothes, but still not undoing his cutoffs.

As the movie ended, it was rather late. Peggy had started to smile and giggle and was clearly in a good mood. The movie had a happy ending. She turned to Mike and wrapped her arms around him and hugged and kissed him. She was a passionate, and outstanding kisser. Just that was enough to make him hard, but his cock felt like iron as she whispered, "Let's go to bed."

Since his brain had stopped working, and his cock was the only organ left 'thinking' he erroneously assumed she had already changed her mind. He almost dragged her to the bedroom. He got to the bed, which conveniently wasn't made, so he didn't have to even turn it down. He lay down and pulled her down on top of him. After a few minutes of more kissing she started to laugh gently, "Were you planning that we both sleep with all our clothes on?" As she finished the rhetorical question she sat up and pulled her shirt off over her head. Mike's eyes were transfixed as he tried to absorb the glorious view right in front of him. He just stared, slack jawed.

Finally, without laughing, but it was just under the surface, she said, "I normally sleep in just my panties when it's this warm. How about you?" As she finished that she started to remove her shorts. She revealed a very skimpy pair of frilly thong panties.

Mike could hardly move air in and out of his lungs. He was incapable of cogent speech at this point. Finally he croaked some incomprehensible 'uh's, a single 'er I' and a couple of 'well's. Now Peggy could not contain the laughter.

At last, his embarrassment showing, he allowed as how, "I normally sleep naked."

"Well, I think in the interest of safety, we'd better have you keep your Jockeys on, but come over here and I'll help with your shorts. I think your little problem may make it difficult to get them off alone!" She was still unable to fully stop laughing.

Once Mike was standing there in just his Jockey shorts, Peggy let out an "Oooo!" and started to trace his throbbing shaft with her fingers. His cock was nearly, but not quite peeking out the top of his shorts. She scratched his balls and placed her hand against the front of his cock and pressed while she moved it up and down very slowly. Mike was so close to cumming that when she stopped completely, he groaned out loud. If she had kept it up for just a few more seconds, Mike would have cum. They both knew that. He looked down at her face and she was already looking up at his, with a smile he'd never seen before. "Nice, very nice," was all she said, and that in a husky whisper.

"Get into bed, I'll get the lights," she said. He lay down and she bounced around the room, flaunting her beauty. There was no other word for it. When she finished the room had some dim light filtering in from another part of the house. Just enough to barely see, but that was all. As she approached the bed, Mike could see her slip off her panties. She was now totally naked as she slid under the sheets with him.

He still could not get the synapses to realize he wasn't about to get laid!

"Mike, I love it when you caress my breasts and touch me the way that you do. Would you do that for me now, please?"

What was he going to do, say, 'No, I don't think so. I'd like you to get my rocks off instead!' Hardly. He did his best to pleasure her, and he had actually become rather proficient at it he felt. Of course she had taught him a great deal, and now that he had unfettered access to her body, he was doing an admirable job.

He caressed her breasts for a while, finally paying a lot of attention to her nipples. Then while he transferred the attention of his hands to her sweet young pussy, he used his mouth rather skillfully on her mounds, much to her total pleasure. She was training him well.

During her lulls, she would pay some modest attention to his cock and balls, through his underwear of course, but she was extremely skillful at ensuring he never got too close to cumming. Before they were done, she had cum twice. As she relaxed and regained her composure, she held his cock lightly through his shorts. She could feel it pulse. It damn near made her cum again, even though Mike was totally unaware of that fact.

She rolled away from him after a few minutes, and asked him to snuggle up with her. As he did, she wiggled her way into position so that his cock was nestled in the crack of her firm ass and she pulled his hand around her and placed it over her breast. Then she took a deep breath and started off to sleep.

Mike was absolutely crazed. He didn't dare move, for he was essentially in heaven. But there was a Hell that went with it. He needed to cum worse than he ever had in his whole life, and his body wasn't used to this situation. He had just finished an evening with Peggy, where he'd had a great time; fallen a little bit more in love with her; had given her sexual pleasure, while receiving none himself; and developed a case of blue balls that would incapacitate a mule: BUT every other time this had happened, he'd go home and beat off, usually 2 or 3 times! Not tonight, there was no way.

DAMN IT! He did not know how to deal with this. He wanted to be with her more than anything else he could think of, but he couldn't stand the dull ache in his groin without end or relief, and there was still the rest of the weekend. What the Hell was he to do?

He slept little during the night, dozing off, only to awaken often with a raging hard-on still there. In the morning, once they were both fully awake Mike had devised a plan. He was going to take a shower and give himself some relief. Peggy, sensing exactly what he had in mind, had other plans. When Mike said he was going to take a quick shower she said, "I know, let's shower together!" Once again he couldn't say 'No'!

Naked, she walked sensuously to the shower and stepped in, turning to look back at him. She never took her eyes off his crotch as he undressed and stepped in too. The combination of events had Mike's cock rock hard. Peggy suggested they wash each other. Mike was glad to oblige and went first. He worked on her tits and ass and especially her pussy as she leaned against the wall and stood under the spray. She was glad to let him bring her to another climax. Finally, after she had recovered a bit, she said, "My turn."

Mike was positive she was going to get him off finally.

She washed him all over, totally avoiding his cock and balls until the end. Just before she went to work on his crotch she thoroughly washed his chest. She tweaked and lightly pinched his nipples which, given his state, were extremely sensitive. Finally she went to work on his cock and balls, lathering him up fully and spending much attention on his balls, only occasionally giving his cock a stroke or two and then going back to lightly rubbing his balls. Her touches were having the exact effect Peggy wanted; he was going nuts. After all, this was the first time she'd touched his naked cock.

Finally unable to take it any more Mike begged, "Peggy, please, keep doing that!"

Peggy looked into his eyes, but said nothing; she just started to stroke his soapy cock in a nice slow steady manner. She knew she could have him cumming in no time. Mike leaned back and closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation and racing toward his orgasm. Just as his cock started to spasm Peggy stopped altogether.

"NO! Please don't stop, not NOW!" Mike almost screamed. She just smiled wider. "Please Peggy, I need to, well you know, please!"

"You need what Mike?" she grinned.

"I need you to finish, please," he went on desperately.

"Finish what, Mike? You have to tell me what you need," she insisted as she stroked his cock again, but just a little.

"I need you to make me cum, please!"

"Yes Mike, I know. I know you really need to cum, and I can tell that it aches." As she said that she took his balls in her hand and squeezed ever so gently. "These are very full and I'm sure they will ache until they are finally emptied, but we need to talk some more first. Let's get dried off and go back into the bedroom." And with that she shut off the water and stepped out, grabbing a towel.

Why the Hell did girls always want to 'talk'? Right now right now he wanted nothing less than to talk, he wanted to cum, but 'talk first' she had said, that means cum after Mike reasoned. Well, he could wait a little longer. Mike still didn't even begin to get it.
"Here sit next to me on the bed," Peggy indicated where by patting the bed. The fact that they were still both naked was not reducing the urge that Mike felt. As Mike sat, Peggy rested her hand high on his thigh. He had a hard time keeping his eyes on her face and not staring at her lovely tits. He was hornier than he'd ever been in his life.

"Mike, I've told you repeatedly that I really like you a lot. And our relationship has gone to a whole new level, obviously. But, if we are to continue, I need to know that I can trust you, I mean really trust you."

"Oh, you can, honest you can!" Mike said quickly.

"Wait, let me finish. First let me tell you why I'm so uptight about this. A couple of years ago I got really close to a guy who I trusted and . . . well, he let me down. I found out that even though we were supposedly together, he was sleeping with someone else. I was crushed, and that's when I decided I wasn't going to have sex as a part of a serious relationship with someone I really care about until I get married."

"Peggy, I told you I was okay with that, really, but that doesn't mean you couldn't make me cum, right?" Mike was trying to sound supportive and get his rocks off too. He wasn't exactly sure how to do that though!

"Oh no Mike, it doesn't mean that. I just couldn't stand to be betrayed again."

Mike almost jumped off the bed. He had just heard her say that getting him off wasn't the problem, just fucking. Well right now that would be great!

Mike thought seriously about pointing out how just being married didn't necessarily mean that people didn't cheat, but pointing that out seemed like a bad idea. He didn't want Peggy to think he was suggesting that he was like that. Damn, he wasn't going to get to fuck her unless some day he wanted to marry her, and as much as he felt in love, he wasn't ready for that. He wasn't so far gone that getting married to get laid made any sense.

"I can understand that," not really understanding at all, "and like I said, I will respect your feelings. So could we lie down here and you finish what you started in the shower?" He was beginning to show his desperation even more.

"Yes, I'm sure you'd like that. Actually, I'd like to do it, but that's the whole point I'm trying to make. I need to be sure I can trust you."

Mike was totally confused at this point. His face clearly showed it too.

"I see you don't get what I mean. Mike, I like playing with you, it really turns me on in fact. And you've been wonderful since we started dating about not pressuring me about sex in any way. It's part of why I like you so well. I know how much you need to cum and in fact you deserve it after all you've put up with from me. But I need you to spend the rest of this weekend with me without cumming." As she said this last, she reached over and stroked his cock gently a couple of times. It twitched violently.

"WHY?" he almost screamed. "I don't understand!"

"Because, if you can do that as horny as you are, you know with us both naked and petting all weekend and you'll still follow my rules, then I'll know I can completely trust you. And THEN, next weekend we'll take our relationship one step more!"

God this last part sounded good to Mike. But he really wasn't sure he could do as she was asking. He felt crazy already and it was only Saturday morning.

"I'm starved. How about taking me out to breakfast?" Peggy asked, quickly changing the subject as she got dressed in the same shorts that showed off her ass and legs to perfection and then pulled her tee shirt on over her bouncing breasts.

Mike was so caught off guard he just said, "Sure, let's go," figuring that getting out of the house would at least reduce the amount of torment Peggy could put him through. He was wrong.

Mike got dressed and grabbed his car keys and out the door they went. As he followed Peggy out to the car he could tell it was going to be a long weekend. The wiggle of her ass was making him semi-hard already.

As he started to drive, Peggy reached over and started to lightly tickle the soft hair on the inside of his thigh. They hadn't reached the end of the block before his cock was hard as a rock, and she had barely touched it since their shower.

Breakfast was not the mild event Mike had in mind. When the waitress wasn't delivering the orange juice and scrambled eggs with buttered toast, she touched and caressed him in every sexy way imaginable. He was rock hard the entire time. She wasn't going to let him relax for a minute. And he didn't!

This went on for the whole day. Peggy took him shopping, and to lunch and more shopping and finally to the grocery store to get more food. What they needed that for Mike wasn't sure, the house was full of food, but he wasn't going to argue. Finally they were back at the house. She had been finding subtle ways to tease him all day. Mike was so horny he was just about insane!

"WOW! I sure had fun today, how about you?" Peggy teased.

"I sure love hangin' out with you," Mike said honestly, trying to stay with the spirit and not lie all at once.

"Well, let's start dinner, okay?" Peggy went on.

Mike was trying to be a trooper. He helped in the kitchen the best he could. Peggy rubbed up against him way more than was necessary. She was driving him wild.

Once dinner was over and Peggy had supervised Mike cleaning up the kitchen, they went to the TV room to watch the movie they had rented. Peggy had picked it out. It was an old flic. "9 1/2 Weeks" with Mickey Rourke and Kim Basinger. One sexy film.

"Let's take our clothes off and cover up with a blanket, and then watch the movie. Okay with you?" she asked.

Once again Mike had no choice, 'uh, no thanks, let's keep our clothes on' just wasn't an option. And no matter how much he wanted to have access to her naked body, he knew how much worse that was going to make his situation.

Peggy stripped very sexily right in front of him and then bounced off to get the blanket. She was back in a flash. Mike was still undressing. As he was about to remove his briefs, Peggy said, "Oh, Mike. Please leave those on. I don't want this to be too tempting for you, you know!" she giggled.

This was different than before. Peggy let Mike have his way with her body. She even directed his hand to slide over her clit just the way she liked, a couple of times, so as to make him bring her to a more intense orgasm. She had three during the course of the movie, but she never directly touched his cock at all.

As Mike slid his finger out of her sopping wet cunt Peggy said, "Taste it."

Mike looked at her with a rather puzzled expression.

"Lick your fingers," she went on, studying his face. Then it dawned on her, Mike had never tasted a girl before. "You've never gone down on a girl, have you?" she asked gently.

"Well, uh, no, I haven't," he admitted rather sheepishly.

Peggy didn't say a word. She just got up off the couch, took Mike by the hand and led him into the bedroom.

When they reached the bed she lay back and spread her legs, "Come here, I'm going to teach you. Just start licking my pussy and I'll guide and coach you." And so Mike did as she directed. She was very demanding and bossy, telling him exactly what to do with his tongue, where to lick, how to lick. She got him to take long licks the length of her slit with his tongue spread wide. She showed him just how she likes to have a tongue probe deep in her hole, 'tongue fucking' she called it. She especially taught him how to suck and lick her clit; how to tease it out of its hood and then lick its length as though it was a miniature cock. She guided his head rather firmly, positioning his mouth and tongue exactly where she wished.

To give Mike his due, he was a fast learner. In a matter of just a few minutes she no longer was telling him what to do, rather the noises coming from her mouth were the sounds of pleasure. Oh, she was still guiding his head with her hands and pulling him deep into her crotch, but she was now moaning loudly and soon was fucking his face with her thrusts.

Over the next thirty minutes Peggy came three more times. When she was finally sated, she just lay on her back and held his head tightly to her pussy, telling him just to lick deep but gently and to leave her clit alone. She made him keep this up for at least another ten minutes.

Finally she pulled him up to her and kissed him deeply, "Mmm, you taste just like pussy!" she giggled. And with that she told him to snuggle up behind her and cuddle again. She was soon drifting off to sleep.

Mike was as horny as he had ever been in his entire life, much worse even than the night before. Here he was again, with Peggy having cum enough times that he had lost count; his cock encased in his cotton briefs, and resting against her naked, gorgeous, round, firm ass; and still he had no relief in sight!

He started to hump against her fine young ass. He didn't care about anything except that a few strokes of his cock between her wondrous ass cheeks and he would cum like a racehorse. Another stroke or two would do it.

"Mike, stop that right now!" Peggy said sharply, "Or something is going to happen that we will both regret!"

Somehow Mike managed to stop, but it wasn't easy. And now he was totally crazed. He was ecstatic that Peggy and he were together, but the frustration of his unfulfilled need to cum was mind-boggling. Just as she had the night before Peggy snuggled right up to him and placed his hand on her breast, then she fell asleep. Frequently during the night she would shift or move her ass in such a way as to keep Mike very close to cumming, but without sending him over the edge.

When morning rolled around Mike was a total was a wreck, physically and mentally. He had slept little and was completely beside himself with lust and frustration. He had a case of blue balls the likes of which he couldn't even have imagined before.

Peggy slowly awoke with a bright smile on her face. It melted Mike's heart instantly. She rolled over and kissed him passionately. Her tongue pushed his lips open, slid into his mouth, and intertwined with his tongue. She sucked his tongue as if it were a cock. "Mmm, you taste good," she cooed.

Mike's cock instantly went from half-hard, which was pretty much as soft as it at been all night, to fully erect the second Peggy clamped her lip lock on him. She couldn't help but notice it growing between them. She made enough room to slip her hand between them and hold his cock. "Mmm, that feels good too. Mike you've got a really nice cock and like I told you, I really like to play with it!"

That Peggy knew a 'nice cock' from any other cock wasn't lost on Mike. She was obviously far more experienced than she let on, and way more than he was.

Peggy bounded from the bed and pulled Mike by the hand, "Let's shower together again, I really liked that!"

The shower routine was just like the day before. He soaped her all over. She let him have his way with her tits and pussy, and in the end she guided him to make her cum yet again. When she was clean, satisfied and finally recovered, she did him again too. Only just as every time before, the difference was she would bring him right to the edge and then stop exactly one instant before the point of no return, when any more stimulation at all would have pushed him over.

As they climbed out of the shower, Peggy was in very high sprits, obviously pleased with herself. Mike was in a bit of a daze. He could hardly believe his good fortune. He was amazed that this beautiful, sexy, young woman found him so attractive, and that their sexcapades were about to go one more step, but he was really ready for that next step. And his cock stuck out like a flagpole. Peggy couldn't help herself, she reached over and stroked it a couple of times. Mike groaned loudly.

"It really turns me on that I have this effect on you Mike. It's making me horny all over again, even though I just came," she giggled. She took Mike by the hand again and led him back to the bed. She was far more aggressive now than before and lay down on her back with her legs spread. "Do me again like last night, please." But it wasn't really a request.

She studied Mike closely. If he did what she suspected he would, she knew she had him completely hooked. And he did; he bent over and started to put on his briefs. Peggy almost came just from watching him pick them up.

"Oh, I think you've proved you can resist temptation, why don't you leave those off?" she directed.

So for the first time ever (except the shower of course) they were holding each other close and both were naked. Mike was about to die!

Peggy pushed and directed him so they were in a 69 position on their sides. Once she got Mike started and had guided his tongue where she wanted it (he was getting quite good at licking her pussy, she noted happily) she started to trace the veins in his cock with her fingertip. She could see that they were standing out very nicely. She could feel his moaning in her pussy every time she touched him, but he didn't slow down or miss a beat, rather the opposite. Peggy was cumming again in a matter of minutes. She urged Mike on until she came twice more, which didn't take long. All the while, she just toyed with his cock and balls, keeping him very close to cumming, but definitely not!

Peggy gazed at his cock and balls, so swollen and hard, the skin of his shaft stretched tight, the head so dark it looked like a plum, and his balls definitely bloated with cum. It turned her on so much she could hardly believe it. Mike was a definite prize, she thought.

Finally she stopped him. She was just too sensitive for any more right then.

"Oh Mike, you don't know what a great deal it means to me that you are willing to show me how much willpower you have. I really feel very special and lucky. I'm looking forward to spending much more time together."

Mike was lying on his back with Peggy's love juice all over his face, and his cock throbbing. Peggy had just lain there for a few minutes catching her breath, but now a big grin spread over her face. She sat up and then crawled between Mike's legs facing him. She spread his legs so when she sat back on her feet she had perfect access to his equipment. Mike was staring at those tits, but also looking a bit puzzled.

She took his balls gently in one hand and held them and rubbed the underside of his cock with the flat palm of her other hand. He groaned loudly.

"Oh Mike, I can tell how badly you need to cum. My God your balls are full and your cock feels like it's on fire." His cock was twitching and he was going slowly insane. He thought that finally she was giving in and going to let him cum. In fact just as that thought occurred to him, she convinced him he was right. She started to slowly pump his cock and scratch his balls at the same time.

Her telling him she knew how bad he needed to cum, only made it worse.

"Oh God Peggy, that feels so good! I really need this," Mike moaned.

"You can just imagine how good it's going to feel to cum, can't you Mike? You be sure and tell me when you get real close okay? If you don't, then I'm going to think maybe I can't trust you after all!"

Mike just moaned and nodded his head, he couldn't even speak coherently.

Peggy just kept softly squeezing his balls and slowly, very slowly stroking his cock, being sure to run her thumb over that very sensitive spot at the cleft in his glans, and making certain that on each stroke her hand slid onto and then back off the corona. Mike was almost delirious. He was moaning and squirming. He was getting very close now.

"Be sure you let me know when you get close!" Peggy reminded.

"I'm just about there, I'm gonna' cum!" he croaked.

"Hold back just a little longer, try real hard, hold back!" Peggy urged. If Mike hadn't had his eyes screwed shut, he would have seen the wild look in her eyes, like a lioness or other big cat which had just seized its prey.

"Be sure now, hold back, but tell me when you can't take any more. I don't know your cock that well yet, so it's hard for me to tell for sure," she lied. This young cocktease absolutely knew her way around any man's cock. She knew exactly how far she could push him and still have him not cum.

She held his balls very loosely now, knowing they would give him away.

"Now, I can't hold it any more, OH GOD I'm cumming!" Mike screamed.

A split second before he started to yell, Peggy had seen that he was there. She instantly released his cock and gently, but firmly squeezed his whole sac and pulled his balls away from his body, choking off his orgasm just as it started.

"AHHGGGGG! Shit! Oh Peggy, why?" Mike yelled as his eyes flew open and he looked at her!

"Mike, I told you I have to be positive I can trust you completely, and that means showing me that you are willing to wait until next weekend to cum!" She paused and then went on, "You've never had a girl push you that close and stop before, have you?" she asked seriously, but the laughter was barely contained. She knew that of course he hadn't.

"NO! I haven't. Why did you do that? I thought by what you said you meant you'd changed your mind and were going to make me cum!" Mike was trying not to let his anger show, but was pretty miffed.

"Mike, doing that a few times before you actually do cum will make your orgasm much more intense. I'll show you next weekend."

"All it does is make my balls ache and make my need to cum severe!" he protested.

"Trust me Mike, it will be the most mind blowing experience you've ever had. You can already tell how good it's going to feel when I do make you cum, can't you?"

The fact was he knew that in his condition right now, cumming would be explosive, but his head was spinning. He realized that she was planning on doing this little routine more than once next weekend before he would get to cum. He was starting to think about her going home so that he could at least masturbate and get some relief! Peggy had other plans.

"Wow, I'm hungry. Let's grab something to eat before we continue," she said, pulling on her shorts and short tee and heading to the kitchen. Slowly Mike found a baggy pair of sweats and followed her. The sweats, while reasonably comfortable due to their loose fit, were tenting quite severely.

By the time he got to the kitchen Peggy had dragged sandwich makings out and was well into fixing them a big lunch. It was creeping up on noon already. They ate in near silence, but as they were finishing Peggy finally spoke.

"You know Mike, I haven't felt this way about a guy in a long time. I can't tell you how much it means to me that you are willing to put up with all that I've asked of you to prove I can trust you. But I PROMISE you won't regret it. I feel closer to you than I think I ever have to any guy before!" And as she finished talking, she leaned across the table and kissed him deeply.

The sweats were no longer loose, but Mike was on cloud nine. He could hardly believe his good fortune. Everything he had endured for the last several months was going to be worth it after all. But God did his balls ache to cum.

"Peggy, that we're going to be together from now on definitely makes it worth it. I actually feel pretty fortunate. You are really special to me."

"Oh Mike, that's really sweet! I now know I can completely trust you. I can, can't I?" she said with such innocence that Mike blurted his reply.

"Yes! Of course you can!"

"Well, I'd better go soon. I don't want to be here when your roommates get home. In fact I want to talk to you about that, but let's go back in the bedroom for a few more minutes before I leave." And again she got up and went that way without waiting for Mike to move or reply.

By this time it was afternoon, and the break and the food had allowed Mike to calm down to the point where his cock was nearly soft, the 'killer kiss' notwithstanding.

By the time Mike reached the bedroom, Peggy had stripped off her clothes again and with that angelic smile of hers was looking at Mike. "Slip those off and come lie on the bed". It was more of an order than a request.

Mike did as he was told and Peggy crawled up on the bed and kneeled between his legs again. Before she even touched him he was almost fully erect. Even though this time he knew what was coming, certainly not him, he couldn't control his excitement. Peggy knew she had a gem in Mike. She again started to give him a torturously slow hand job and simultaneous ball massage. It was only a few minutes before Mike was on the verge of exploding again, but Peggy managed to keep him there without going over the edge for a good long time.

Mike was squirming and moaning and finally couldn't control himself any more. "Please, Peggy, please. I'm going nuts, please make me cum this time. You can trust me, honest you can, but I just have to cum! Please don't do this any more."

"Oh baby, I know how much it aches. You are being soooo good about this. I know you probably want to cum more than ever in your whole life. Just a little bit more and then next weekend will make it all worthwhile. Just a few more strokes and I'll stop, okay?" she giggled.

"NO, that's not what I mean, please don't stop, MAKE ME CUM, PLEASE!" Mike begged.

And just as Mike's balls tightened and his cock was ready to erupt again, and he thought maybe she would make him cum this time - she stopped again.

Mike groaned loudly, "Oh Peggy, why do we have to wait until next weekend, please make me cum."

"Mike, I understand how desperate you are, and I don't blame you for begging like this, but in order for me to be positive I can trust you, we have to finish this. Or else I won't be sure! Don't you see?"

Well, Hell no he didn't see, but he muttered, "I guess." On the inside Peggy was turning handsprings. She could scarcely believe how far she was pushing Mike and he was still going along with it. WOW, was this going to be a tremendous turn on for her. In fact, she was so excited she lay down next to him and said, "Mike, please, do me with your mouth one more time."

Mike gave a deep sigh, but positioned himself to use his tongue on Peggy's sweet twat yet again. In a matter of minutes she had cum twice more and her juices were all over his face. His hard-on hadn't subsided at all.

"Mike you are so good to me, I'm really going to make this up to you next weekend, I promise. You won't regret a minute of this! Now I'm going to make you almost cum one more time, and then I need to go."

"Peggy, no more, please. I really can't stand any more. You've made me need to cum so bad, lets just wait until next weekend, okay?" he said, realizing there was no way she was going to make him cum before then.

Peggy knew she had pushed Mike as far as she could, but figured there was one thing she could do to convince him to go through yet another cycle of teasing.

"Not even if I do it by sucking your cock?" she asked with that same smile.

Mike was speechless. He'd never had a blow job in his life. The thought of his cock inside Peggy's mouth was making him delirious. He didn't respond at all.

Peggy didn't wait for an answer, she knew he wouldn't stop her. She slid around and took his cock in her mouth very slowly, just letting the head sit inside her mouth. Mike moaned loudly. She licked the underside of his cock just below the head a few times. Mike was groaning loudly already. Peggy finally closed her mouth over the head and started to slide his cock in and out of her wet mouth, taking nearly its full length on each stroke, but going very slowly.
Mike couldn't help it, he was trying to thrust. He wanted to feel his cock fucking her mouth. He had never experienced anything that felt like this. He knew he would cum in a few more strokes. So did Peggy. Her hands were on the top of his thighs, and she was pushing down on him to minimize his movement. She knew that she couldn't keep it up much longer. Finally she had to stop.

"Nooo!! Oh God, please don't stop, PLEASE!" Mike begged.

"Okay," Peggy giggled, as she slowly and lightly licked his cock from base to tip four more times. His cock throbbed and twitched, but she stopped totally. She turned around so she was lying next to him and gave him a deep kiss. As she did so, she took his ball sack gently in one hand and squeezed ever so lightly.

"Oh my God baby, these are so full. You must need to cum very badly!" she said with a chuckle. "Now can you imagine how good it will feel when I let you cum in my mouth? I will next weekend, I promise . . . if you promise to do two things for me. Will you?"

Mike almost said yes without even knowing what the two things were, but managed to maintain enough sense to ask first.

"Well, first I want you to promise to make it clear to anyone who asks, that you and I aren't having sex together. That goes double for your roommates. They'll see that I've been here all weekend and assume you got laid. I want you to promise that you'll tell them you didn't even get to cum, even if they don't ask. Okay, do you promise to that one?"

"Uh, well, sure" Mike didn't understand exactly, but what the Hell, that wasn't such a big deal and no way did he want to blow this now.

"And the second one might be a little harder for you to agree to, but it's the only way we're going to spend next weekend together." Peggy was quite insistent on this. She paused and squeezed Mike's balls a little harder a couple of times for emphasis.

Mike groaned again and Peggy laughed softly.

"I want you to promise not to cum between now and then, no way! Clear?" she asked.

Mike was surprised at her directness, and embarrassed about the fact she was in essence telling him not to masturbate. Like most guys his age, he preferred to pretend that women didn't know about guys beating off, even though they know better.

Mike was speechless.

"Mike, do you promise?" she prompted.

"Uh, well . . ." Mike knew how hard this would be to keep, and he didn't like to break a promise, but Fuck It! He intended to give himself some relief the minute she was out the door, and she'd never be the wiser. So not meaning it, he said "Yeah sure. I promise."

"Mike, I know how hard that will be for you to keep this promise, but if you don't, we are finished! I mean it. And I guarantee you, I'll be able to tell if you cheat!" she said very emphatically.

Somehow he knew it was true. She wasn't really giving him a choice. He figured he'd be able to think much clearer once he was alone. He simply said, "Okay, I understand."

"Be sure you do. I'll be so disappointed if you let me down," she said with a sort of sadness in her voice that made Mike believe she really would be.

"I won't let you down Peggy, really!" he said meaning it for the moment at least.

"Okay, I really need to go now," she said as she got up, picked up her stuff and got dressed, giving him quite a show as she did.

Mike got up too and pulled on some sweats, which tented quite a bit since his cock had softened not one bit, but rather was throbbing still.

She moved toward him, and gave him a huge kiss! He loved it, and stiffened some more. She stroked his cock through his sweats, and smiled broadly at him.

With that she turned and bounced out the door without looking back.

Mike just stood there for several minutes trying to figure out what in the Hell had happened to him and what to do about it. He was also unconsciously waiting for his hard-on to subside. The ache from the blue balls he had would last a good, long time.

His first taste of this 'new situation' happened shortly after his roommates returned from their camping outing. It was obvious, as she'd said it would be, that Peggy had been around for more than a little while. They teased him about it as college guys would. As he promised, it came out, though in limited detail, that no, Mike hadn't gotten laid, in fact he hadn't even gotten his rocks off!

The teasing was merciless, but this one comment from one roommate summarizes the whole conversation, "Christ Mike, you spend the entire weekend with one of the best looking cheerleaders on campus and get nothing but blue balls out of it? What kinda putz are you? Sure she's one of the biggest cockteasers on Earth, but Hell, she's fucked half the jocks on campus and usually on the first date. What in the world is the matter with you?"

Of course Mike was mortified, and almost got in a fight with his roommate about the fact that the rumors about how loose she was with other guys were just that, rumors. But he pretty much knew that his roommate was right. Further, what the Hell WAS he doing? Or more to the point what was Peggy doing? He knew he really was in love with her, but he was questioning if it was worth what he was going through. DAMN, he was confused.