It took me a few minutes to gather enough strength just to go to the bedroom and pull on some jeans and a shirt. I headed to the store. I decided on a simple dinner, but one that included many of Jesse's favorites. A stuffed avocado for the salad course, lamb chops and fettuccini, plus asparagus and I even stopped at a little deli that makes up crème brûlée another of Jesse's favorites. I skipped the rose this time, not wanting to be overly repetitive.
When I got back home Jesse was reading a book and sipping a glass of wine. She was dressed in one of my old dress shirts, with the sleeves rolled up. Something she did on occasion. She had the top two buttons undone. It was obvious she wasn't wearing anything under it at all. It was barely covering her pussy and her cleavage certainly showed. It was also obviously she was still quite turned on as her nipples were prominently pushing out the material. Her long legs were crossed and looking fabulous.
I started fixing dinner and poured myself a glass of wine to try and calm down. I could tell she was planning a very frustrating evening for me, though at the time I didn't know the half of it.
"Jack! Would you bring me some more wine." she yelled from the other room. As usual that weekend, while phrased as a question, it wasn't.
I expected a bit of a show when I got there and Jesse didn't disappoint. She had shifted around and her right leg was exposed clear up to her hip, showing off one lovely bun. The shirt was pulled by the sofa back so that it was very tight across her chest leaving little covered and nothing to the imagination. Well, that certainly wasn't quite true, but you know what I mean. My imagination was certainly active.
"Thanks," she said sexily as I poured.
Soon dinner was ready and we were eating and conversing in a very normal manner. Jess wasn't doing any overt teasing, but she looked so fucking sexy in that shirt she didn't have to. Earlier I'd wondered at her letting me stay dressed, but by then I almost wish she hadn't; the bulge in my jeans was uncomfortably tight.
After dinner I cleaned up and joined Jesse in the family room where she had her nose in her book again.
"Wanna' watch a movie or something?" I asked.
She just chuckled, "Nice try, but I think it's time to head up to the bedroom."
I tried not to groan, because I knew what she really meant.
Soon we were in the bedroom where Jesse had me undress and lay on the bed. In short order she had me tightly secured again. I wondered what she had planned because she hadn't removed or even undone the shirt and I was surprised she hadn't had me service her orally at least once before tying me up. There was a goodly amount of evening left and I knew Jesse was well rested. Just her tying me up had me rock hard given my state and the knowledge of what was to come, at least in the general sense.
"Don't go away, I'll be back shortly!" she quipped as she walked out of the room.
She was gone a good long time, long enough that my cock was at least semi-soft by the time she returned. I was to soon find out that was exactly what she'd wanted. She was carrying something that looked like several pieces of leather fastened together. I didn't know what it was, but quickly figured it out as she swiftly began to attach the device to my cock and balls. It was a harness that had a fairly wide strap that went around the top of my scrotum and a second strap that then separated my balls from each other. The third strap was then secured snuggly around the base of my cock, which by that time was almost fully hard again. The instant she snapped it in place my cock became rock hard. Harder even than before and the veins were standing out prominently, the head an even deeper purple than before and clearly more swollen. My scrotum was stretched very tight over my balls, which were held away from my body and stuck out for easy access.
"There, now we'll see if what the sales lady said was true," she said with a lilt in her voice.
When it was obvious she wasn't going to volunteer the information I figure I had nothing to lose, "Which was what?"
With that she started to lightly scratch my balls. My God it felt like electricity, they were so tight and sensitive.
"Which was, that this would not only display you nicely, which it does, but it would make you more sensitive, especially your balls, and also help further delay orgasm," she explained with a laugh in her voice.
She then stroked me a few times and also scratched my cock head a little. NO QUESTION about the sensitivity issue, it was unbelievable. A few hours of her teasing with that thing on and I knew I'd have to be institutionalized!
As if mirroring my thoughts Jessie said, "WOW! No question about the sensitivity issue! I barely touched you and you reacted almost violently. I hope the rest of what the clerk said is as accurate."
It must have been about an hour of almost non-stop teasing later, during which I thrashed and strained and begged her to make me cum, the sensations were so intense, that she paused and said, "Now let's see if this thing really helps hold back your orgasms too."
During that first hour of teasing, Jess had been merciless in her non-stop touching and stroking of both my cock and balls, but while bringing close to the edge repeatedly, she hadn't done one of her 'serious edgings'. That was about to change and then some.
Jesse poured some lube in her palms and rubbed her hands together, then she began to stroke my cock. Slow, long, loose strokes. Definitely moving me toward an orgasm, but at an agonizingly slow pace, however she didn't back off. I kept getting closer and closer.
I was moaning uncontrollably. If felt so damn good! The knowledge that she was only going to stop again was maddening. The cock and ball harness seemed to be retarding how fast I got to the edge, which of course was the point, but I was getting there nonetheless.
Finally I approached the point of no return. I knew any instant she would stop yet another time. Instead, I was stunned by her words!
"Cum baby, I know how bad you need to, so cum!" she said soothingly.
It was another trick. I knew it was. My mind was completely mush by that point. I couldn't think anywhere near straight. The only thing I did know was that she hadn't changed how she was stroking me. A couple of more strokes and I WOULD cum!
"Come on baby, you can do it. CUM!" she urged while continuing to stoke.
MY GOD! She was finally going to let me cum! "OH GOD!" I screamed. And then I was there. No way to stop me from cumming now. My balls started to pull up and my cock tensed to spew cum a mile!
Every muscle in my body tensed as I strained against the restraints. My orgasm had started, BUT IT HADN'T!
"AHGGG!" I screamed some more as my body tightened even further.
Finally Jesse released my cock. My whole body was twitching. I'd reached the point of orgasm but, but, well but I somehow hadn't. I hadn't cum. It was impossible! I most certainly had reached orgasm, I'd felt that, but I hadn't cum. I felt no release. The frustration was as high as it had been. My balls were full and aching. I didn't understand, it was IMPOSSIBLE!
Then it finally dawned on me. The harness! The GOD DAMN cock and ball harness had kept me from cumming. My balls couldn't pull up and the strap around the base of my cock had squeezed off my orgasm.
"FUCK! OH FUCK!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I was breathing as though I'd run a mile.
After a minute or so 'it', whatever 'it' was that wasn't an orgasm passed. I was drained, not literally, but figuratively, emotionally and physically.
Jesse was undaunted. She began to stroke me just as before in spite of that. It didn't take long before it happened again.
"GRRRRAAAAAAAAAAA!" I shrieked, unable to form cogent words.
Jesse repeated this a few more times. How many I lost track. Each one was more severe than the previous. It felt as though my balls were being pulled away from my body during the 'events'. I thought my cock would split open. By the last time before she finally stopped I thought my balls had been placed in a vice.
Two make matters even worse; on the last two 'cycles' she had used just very light, short strokes. She one stoked the last inch or so of my cock, focusing the stimulation all on that most sensitive spot at my frenulum. It was even more excruciatingly frustrating because it lasted even longer!
I was covered in sweat. Every muscle in my body was trembling. I was gasping for air, nearly hyperventilating. I finally recovered enough to realize she'd stopped. I'd had my eyes squeezed shut so hard they hurt when I finally opened them. It took a moment for my vision to clear.
There, kneeling between my legs was Jesse, sitting back on her heels just looking at me. The look on her face was one of incredulousness.
We just looked into each other's eyes for a while. Finally she spoke in a whisper, "That was absolutely unbelievable.
After a few seconds pause, she added much louder, "TOTALLY FUCKING UNBELIEVABLE!"
"My god! It works even better than the clerk said. I can't believe what just happened! That was SO hot!" she went on.
"I need a little break after that," she exclaimed.
'THANK GOD!' I thought. It was a foolish thought.
Jesse climbed off the bed and went to her night table drawer again. This time she returned with a condom and the little clit stimulator I hadn't seen in years. It is designed for direct clit stimulation, or anal play, according to the Adam and Eve website where we'd purchased it. It is about the size of your little finger; straight and made of hard plastic. It uses a single AAA battery, to help give you a feel for the size, but it is a very powerful vibrator!
Jess turned it on and rubbed it around my cock and balls. The sensation was almost like electricity; not surprising given my state. After a few minutes she was concentrating on that most sensitive spot of mine. It didn't take much movement to start me up the long (well, maybe not so long at that point) ramp toward orgasm. After a few more minutes she held it against that part of my cock again, but without moving it. In fact she held it aligned with my cock and perfectly still.
It caused me to squirm; in fact it was quite frustrating because while it was stimulating, I wanted more, certainly needed more to reach the point of cumming. It didn't take me long to realize that what she was doing would never get me off, especially with that fucking harness on!
Evidently Jesse reached the same conclusion about the same time. She had been studying me very closely while she held the thing in place. Satisfied, she set it aside momentarily and opened the condom packet. She slipped it just over the head of my cock and then put the vibe back with the narrow tip just barely tucked inside the condom. She then proceeded to roll the condom down the length of my shaft trapping the vibe in place without her having to hold it.
I suddenly realized what she had in mind, "NO! Oh God NO! PLEASE JESSE!"
She just grinned and finished her work.
"There, that should keep you out of trouble while I'm gone!" she chuckled.
The experience was very maddening. It made me want to cum even more than before, but it wasn't enough stimulation to allow it. Again I thought of the 'fucking harness', that would have been funny under different circumstances. It turned out, it wouldn't be long before I found out it really WAS a fucking harness.
I haven't any idea how long she'd been gone, but I assure you it was a very long time. The first I comprehended she was back was when I heard a giggle from the doorway. I'd had my eyes squeezed shut again and I realized that I had been slowly humping the air, somehow trying to get more stimulation.
"That's quite a sight!" She giggled "I guess that setup makes you want even more, huh?"
I just moaned a little.
She came to the bed and removed her little home-rigged torture device. Without another word she climbed on the bed and lowered her pussy to my mouth. The message was clear and I obliged her desire. It didn't take long before she drenched my face with the results of yet another shuddering climax.
"Mmmm, you are getting VERY good at that," she moaned, as she lifted off my face, but not much.
After she regained her composure she lowered herself again. I attacked her clit as hard as I could. It was only another minute or two before I was awash in her juices yet again.
"I have to feel that big cock inside me. I sure hope that harness works as well as I think!" she said as she turned around and impaled herself on my iron hard rod.
She was sitting up, riding me cowgirl style. She slowly rocked her crotch back and forth. The moans quickly became some of the most erotic I'd ever heard coming from her. It took me a while to figure it out, but then I realized that the strap around the base of my cock was also acting as a clit tickler. The rough leather was working over her clit in a way she'd probably never experienced before. The damn harness was doing double duty. It was giving her clit some extreme stimulation while choking off my cock and balls. That coupled with the fact that she was rocking back and forth rather than working up and down on my cock meant she could go on that way for a long time without pushing me over the edge.
It turned out I was even more right than I'd imagined. She came hard twice before she lay down on my chest and started working my cock in and out of her pussy in long slow strokes. It was driving me wild, and it was much more stimulating, but like the hand job she'd given me before her break, it made me feel like I was going to cum, but didn't.
She, however, had no such problem, cumming twice more before she finally just collapsed down on my chest, with my throbbing cock pulsing deep inside her cunt. I'm sure little drops of cum were oozing out the tip, but it provided no relief or satisfaction.
She was positively purring as she lay there.
"Mmm, that was absolutely fantastic," she said in a whisper.
Soon she was breathing that even respiration of sleep.
After a while she woke, my cock still hard as could be and buried in her love tunnel. She squeezed her cunt muscles, causing my cock to begin twitching again. Feeling the reaction she caused she did it again as she giggled.
Finally she crawled off. She loosened the restraints so that I could stretch and move a bit, but I certainly couldn't get my hand to my cock. Obviously she could read my mind. The first thing I would have done was rip off that insidious harness, the next would have been to pump my cock as fast and furiously as I could until I blew the massive load that was distending my nuts!
"That's as much as I'm going to loosen you tonight. I know what you'd do if I turned you loose and I'm not strong enough to stop you. I'm sure that under the circumstances you'd never listen to anything I had to say either, so you're just going to have to stay restrained until I'm through with you. I've worked too hard to let you spoil your fantasy now!" she said, all quite mater-of-factly.
'SHE'D worked too hard? WHAT THE FUCK ABOUT ME?' I thought!
"They told me not to leave this on too long or it could cut off the circulation. We certainly wouldn't want that!" she said with a chuckle as she removed the harness.
That, however, was the end of it. She pulled the covers over us and then she rolled over. Just before she went back to sleep she said, "Tomorrow you get to cum. I could make you cum with my mouth, my hands or my pussy. I want you to think about which one it is going to be." Shortly there after she was sound asleep, fully sated and exhausted from all the orgasms. I, on the other hand, could not fall asleep. I was simply too wound up, not to mention very curious about her final remark.
I woke in the morning to Jessie sucking on my cock. God damn it felt good. An instant before I was about to fill her mouth, she stopped. I groaned loudly in severe frustration!
Without a word Jess rose and left the room. She had been gone quite a while when I contemplated calling out to her, but thought that would only start things going again all the sooner. I was grateful for a few waking moments to gather myself before beginning more teasing and denial. I had no delusions that the day would bring anything else. I just wondered how much before she finally let me cum. I knew Jesse would keep her promise about that, but 'today' lasted until midnight I realized. That seemed an eternity away right then.
Finally Jessie returned.
"It's eight o'clock," she informed me. "You get to cum now."
I couldn't believe it! She was actually going to let me cum so early in the day. I was almost delirious with relief! I should have known better. I had reacted too soon.
An instant after she'd said I could cum now, she added, "IF you pick the correct method!"
"You remember the three ways I said I could make you cum?" she asked.
"Yes,' I responded warily.
"Okay the, here is how this is going to work. I'm going to pick one of the three ways and write it on a piece of paper. Then you choose one of the ways. If you are right, you get to cum right then, but if you pick incorrectly I'm going to take you right to the edge using the method you picked and stop just before you cum. In that case we'll do it all over again in exactly one hour. We'll keep that up until you pick the same way I write down. Understand?" she explained.
"Yes, I understand," I replied hopefully.
It didn't sound too bad. I had one chance in three each time. It seemed unlikely that I would have to pick more than two or three times before I got to cum.
"Okay then, here we go," with that Jessie picked up a notepad and a pen and wrote something. Then she tore off the piece of paper and folded it in half. Finally she set it on the bedside table.
"Alright, you choose now," she said.
I thought for a minute. Knowing Jessie I figured she'd most likely pick me cumming in her pussy, since I know that's what she likes best.
"Pussy?" I said tentatively.
She smiled, "You know me too well, don't you?"
"Was I right?" I almost screamed, certain that I had been.
Laughing she replied, "You'll know soon enough!"
First she retightened the restraints so I could barely move at all. Then she positioned herself over me and aimed my cock at her lovely twat, lowering herself until I was fully buried inside her. She leaned forward and gave me a very passionate kiss and then started to slowly fuck me. Ever so slowly.
It didn't matter that it was extremely slow; I was quickly racing toward my long denied orgasm.
"Oh yes! OH GOD YES!" I cried out. I couldn't help it. I was there, I was right THERE! Another second and I was going to explode in her tight, wet cunt!
At the last possible second, she lifted her hips and my cock slid all the way out of her pussy, making a wet slapping noise as it flopped against my belly.
"NOOO! GOD NO!" I screamed. It was too much. I'd been positive she'd picked pussy. I was so ready to cum and I'd been sure I was going to. It was the most wicked denial yet!
She giggled as she climbed off the bed and picked up the piece of paper.
"You outsmarted yourself," she chimed, holding the piece of paper so I could read the word 'mouth'.
Damn it, I had indeed outsmarted myself. I was positive the last thing she would have chosen would be mouth. Jess was one step ahead of me, as usual!
"Relax, I'll be back in a while," she said as she sauntered out of the room.
The entire time she was gone I concentrated on trying to figure out which of the three to choose the next time. I knew I was outthinking myself, and that I was probably better off just picking one at random, but I couldn't help it.
It seemed like forever before she returned, but knowing Jessie I'm sure it had been exactly one hour.
"Ready to try again?" she asked, way to cheerfully for my mood.
"Yes!" I replied, preying that my ordeal was about to end.
She picked up the pad and wrote and then looked at me, "Well, what's your pick this time?"
"Pussy!" I said confidently. I assumed I figured how she would think this through.
"You really want to cum inside me, don't you?" she said with a big grin.
"Okay, let's see if you're right this time."
This second time she was far more brutal than the first. The first time she'd just given me a slow but steady fuck until I was very near the edge. The second time she was much more creative. She started by taking my cock in her hand and sliding just the tip back and forth the length of her slit. She kept that up quite a while. It was a very maddening sensation, but did little to bring my closer to orgasm.
Next she used my cock as if it were a dildo. She flicked it back and forth and rubbed it against her clit, giving herself some very good stimulation while denying me much at all. Finally she slowly lowered herself onto my pole until all of me was buried inside her.
"Mmm, you are certainly big and hard" she said dreamily. It was obvious that her early actions had her climbing toward another orgasm much more than she had done to me yet. At first she was performing the same torturously slow, steady fucking she'd done before, but after just a little bit of that and while I was still far from cumming, she lowered herself all the way down on me and started just rocking back and forth. I immediately realized she was rubbing her clit against my pubic bone and giving herself some very intense stimulation while giving me very little yet again.
"Mmm, God that feels good. Oh yeah, this is going to work much better!" she moaned, her eyes starting to turn glassy.
She'd discovered a way that she could get off on my cock, which I know she loves, without having to really pay much attention to keep me from going over the edge. She'd stop the rocking and start the slow pumping again every few minutes until I'd get close, but not dangerously so and then she'd go back to grinding her clit on my bone.
It took about four cycles of this before she exploded in a shuddering orgasm. The feeling of her pussy pulsing and spasming around my dick was extremely frustrating as you can imagine. As soon as her orgasm passed she began the slow fucking again.
Able to concentrate more fully, she pushed me much closer before stopping. While she let me back off a little she would squeeze her cunt muscles as hard as she could, causing my cock to twitch violently inside her. She sat up each time she did this so she could reach behind her and massage my balls too.
"Jessie, PLEASE, for God's sake I can't take any more! PLEASE! I REALLY CAN'T STAND ANY MORE!" I was begging non-stop. I really had reached my limit and felt I was about to croak or something.
"Okay, you finally ready?" she whispered gently right in my ear.
"GOD YES, PLEASE!" I shouted.
"Cum baby, cum hard!" she whispered again as she started to pump my cock in and out of her slippery love box. She was going at a nice steady pace, not slow like before.
I raced toward orgasm. My arms and legs straining against the restraints as my whole body tensed in anticipation.
I felt my balls start to contract and my cock swell in the final seconds. So did Jess and as she did she lifted her hips enough so my cock once again slapped down on my stomach and just lay there twitching and jerking, but not cumming!
"NOOO! YOU CAN'T! OH GOD NO!" I really was screaming.
She just looked down at me a chuckled, "I bet you actually thought you were going to get to cum at last, huh?"
"Oh God Jess, PLEASE! I really, really can't stand any more. Please make me cum now!" I begged.
"You know Jack, I think you're telling the truth. I really don't think you can take any more either!" she said evenly.
"Oh God, thank you, thank you!" I said with obvious joy and relief that this was coming to an end at last. At that instant I really wondered why in the HELL I had ever gotten myself into such a mess.
Then Jessie dropped a bombshell, "BUT, what you said you wanted was, and I quote, 'do it over and over until you can't stand any more, then do it some more anyway.' And since you are finally at the point where you can't stand any more I now have to do it some more anyway, right?"
"OH GOD NO Jess! I never imagined it would be like this, please!" I begged some more.
"I seem to remember telling you exactly that, but you said this was what you wanted anyway. Remember you told me you wanted me be to be a merciless cock teasing bitch," she said in a deadly serious manner.
Of course, as always, Jessie remembered exactly what I'd said with perfect accuracy. I realized I'd set myself up to be totally fucked and now that was exactly what Jess was going to do.
"In fact, since your fantasy includes more teasing after you can't stand it, I can't let you cum until you receive quite a bit more teasing. With the luck you're having so far today it probably wouldn't matter anyway, but you don't get another chance to guess correctly until I've given you at least three more teasing sessions. Heck, maybe I'll just keep teasing you all day and never let you cum," she said in way to cheerier a manner for my liking.
"But Jess, you can't! You promised to make me cum today!" I implored, my confidence that Jessie wouldn't break her promise wavering.
She laughed at that, "Oh no I didn't. That's what you asked me to promise, but you didn't listen carefully enough when I made the promise. I said 'I promise that I won't make you cum before tomorrow, which meant today, under any circumstances. But I left out the part you asked me to include about definitely making you cum today. I've already fulfilled my promise and I still don't have to let you cum. So you better be real nice to me!"
I thought hard! I honestly couldn't remember exactly what Jess had promised, but I was sure that she now felt she had the choice of making me wait another day or even longer before letting me cum. I was devastated.
"Now rest for a while, I'll be back soon." And with that she left the room.
I realized that Jessie had somehow rigged my guessing earlier in the day. I didn't know how, but it was clear that she had never intended to let me cum yet. She'd been planning all along to keep teasing me even after I really couldn't take any more. It was obvious to both of us that I'd reached that point. That she was going to continue to drive me wild for God knew how long was unthinkable to me. The possibility that she wasn't going to let me cum at all that day had just become very real to me. I thought I might actually cry.
'A while' turned out to be rather short. It wasn't long at all before Jess was back kneeling between my legs, and toying with my cock. She rotated through her entire bag of tricks almost non-stop for a very long time. I'm positive that marathon session must have lasted at least two hours. When she did have to stop to keep me from cumming, she employed her ball massaging techniques, except of course during the occasional break to sit on my face and have me lick her to yet another orgasm!
Near the end of that particular session she engaged in some heavy verbal teasing too, which she seemed to enjoy immensely as well.
Things like, "God Jack, your balls are unbelievably swollen and the veins on your cock look like they are about to burst. I don't know how you can stand this. You must need to cum so bad by now I can't imagine what it's like!"
And then with a giggle she added, "But you aren't going to for a long, long time"
Her good nature and giggling as she said these things made it all the worse.
I began to feel like I really was slowly loosing my mind. The ache was indeed extreme. My cock was so sensitive that her touches felt electric. She'd become so skillful that I constantly felt like my orgasm was just a second or two away and any further stimulation whatsoever would push me over the edge, but still she kept me from that final achievement.
It was well into the afternoon when Jessie finally gave me a rest. I was emotionally drained and physically in desperate need of being drained, if you know what I mean! Jess was giving me way, way more than I'd bargained for and I was absolutely regretting having gone through with my fantasy, just as she had predicted.
I think I must have dozed off again because I had no sense of how long Jessie had been gone when I realized she was in the room again.
I knew I really, really couldn't stand any more.
I started to beg in earnest, "PLEASE Jess, no more! PLEASE! I really can't stand any more; I can't take any more. You have to stop teasing me like this and let me cum, PLEASE; I'm really begging you! PLEASE!"
She looked at me and a grin spread across her face, "Oh sure you can! You do need to cum very, very badly I know, but you can take some more teasing first. Just like you fantasized about all this time. Here let me show you!"
And with that she crawled up onto the bed and started to suck and lick my cock and balls. She was doing it excruciatingly soft and slow; still it took only seconds before I was right at the edge yet again.
"NO! God no! PLEASE MAKE ME CUM!" I yelled.
"Mmmh mmh" she moaned around my cock as she shook her head just a little from side to side.
The sensation of her vocalization was amazing and nearly put me over the edge. It was clear, however that she didn't intend for that to happen.
She went on giving me the lightest, most teasing blowjob I'd ever experienced, making it last for a long time. Finally I was at the point where any more stimulation would have me spurting. My balls tightened and my cock started to spasm. I was thrusting my hips as much as I could, which wasn't much. I knew she was just an instant away from stopping again.
However to my amazement she didn't stop. She just kept up that very light licking and sucking. It was too much, my whole body started to shake as the first shot of cum erupted from the tip of my cock. Just as it started Jess began sucking hard and fast, her head bobbing up and down quickly, her lips wrapped tight around my shaft. She took me deep in her throat until her lips were at the very base of my cock and then slid them up the shaft until just the head was still in her mouth. Back and forth she made the trip as rapidly as she could. She was sucking and swallowing for all she was worth too!
Shot after shot of my jizz kept spewing from my cock. My body continued to shake violently. Jess just kept at it while I experienced the most massive and intense orgasm of my entire life. She tried valiantly to swallow every drop, but it was simply impossible. The volume was far too great and some was running out the corners of her mouth.
It seemed as if I would go on shooting cum forever. I don't know how long it was before she stopped as I lapsed into a daze at some point. Nor do I know how long it took before I regained my senses, but when I did I looked up to a huge smile on that gorgeous face and saw cum running down her chin and dripping onto her luscious tits.
Once I was more or less recovered Jess quickly released my restraints and lay down next to me, wrapping her arms around me. I was too wasted to even move.
After a while Jessie started to stroke my cock again. It was not the teasing kind of strokes she'd been giving it for the past couple of days, but rather the kind intended to get me hard and ready to fuck. Somewhat to my surprise she was getting a response much sooner than would normally be the case given how recently I had cum, but things were still a long way from normal.
It wasn't long before I was ready and Jessie wasted no time climbing on top and slipping my cock in her very wet snatch. Her on top is a position we both enjoy greatly, but for some reason one we just don't do all that often. She began a nice steady pace, rocking her pelvis in a way that stimulates the head of my cock more than when I'm on top.
The sensation of Jess fucking me was quite intense, given how sensitive my cock was from the treatment it had received. Intense, but wonderful! And again in much less time than normal after such a recent orgasm, I was right on the verge. Jess sensed this and increased the pace while contracting her cunt muscles at the same time. That did it and I blasted off for the second time. She dept it up until my balls were thoroughly drained and my cock was mostly soft. It wasn't as intense as the orgasm her earlier blow job had produced, but it was still about a 9.9 on a scale of 10.
We just cuddled for a while and I dozed off again. I was physically and emotionally exhausted after the ordeal that had started on Friday night. Really it started over a week earlier I realized.
When we woke we took a shower together and played around a bit, but it was only that. No more cumming.
After a light, and quiet dinner we went off to bed. I licked Jess to a serious orgasm while she sucked and toyed with my cock, but not enough to bring me off. She wanted a 'real' lovemaking sessions she said. And that's exactly what she got. Not the wild animal sex of earlier in the day, but slow and tender and intimate. We were both quite satisfied afterwards.
Only then did we discuss my fantasy. She asked if it was what I wanted and I admitted she'd been right. It had been what I asked for, but turned out to be far more than I wanted. I acknowledged she had not gone beyond what I'd described, but again admitted it was much more intense than I could possibly have anticipated. We both commented on how when I did finally cum it was the most violent and intense orgasm ever.
Jessie acknowledged that she had enjoyed it far more than she ever dreamed.
Jessie asked me if I was sorry we'd done it. I had to reflect for a moment, but said I wasn't, because I would always have wondered if we hadn't.
She also asked if I wanted to repeat my fantasy ever. I thought even longer on that one, but in the end said "Maybe someday I might considerate, but no time soon, that's for sure."
Our conversation wound up with her asking if she got to choose the next fantasy we acted out. Of course I said yes, that was our original deal that we'd alternate picking what it would be.
At that point we kissed and hugged and snuggled down to go to sleep.
I was just nodding off when Jess whispered in my ear, "Jack, what if my fantasy was to repeat this weekend?"
I just groaned by way of response, but I could tell she was serious. I was also surprised to feel a bit of a twitch in my crotch!
THE END
