“Movies” at home

…Even better than expected, it turned out.

She lolled out her tongue and steadily dragged it from my balls to the tip of the head. When reaching the end she stopped and made-out with the underside, slowly pressing and pulling her lips against the frenulum, then methodically exploring every crease with her tongue.

Electricity once again ran through my spine and all of my limbs seized. It was the umpteenth time she had done this little maneuver to break up her strokes, and I was really starting to lose my bearings. I panted hard and twisted the sheets in my grip. I could finally feel the persistent, burning pressure building to climax.

As I began to tense up, she immediately stopped and pulled herself away. I gasped and pressed my head into the pillows as my sweet wave of release lost its momentum. My dick pulsed and leaked angrily at the teasing. She snickered and lightly blew on it. The chilling sensation against our combined fluids was simultaneously incredible and agonizing.

Emery: ~Niaa please! You’re killing me here!

I pleaded with her. Half out of genuine sexual frustration and half out of a desire to rev her up further. Begging seemed to strike her nerves properly. Although Nia held strong for a minute, she couldn’t help herself from teasing me more. Visible hunger told me her reason was eroding away fast.

Nia took the very edge of her finger and traced it up and down the same path her tongue had followed. Her other hand slid from between her thighs and traveled into my legs, caressing my balls with her warm, slick hand.

I whimpered and fidgeted in place. She was deliberate in doing just enough to drive me wild, but not so much that it made me cum.

Nia: ~Sorry cutie, you’re not getting off that easy. You’re going to need to pay for what you did today~.

Punishment play? I wasn’t sure what angle she was taking with this, but was pleased with the direction we were headed. I leaned into it, putting on a more pathetic tone and playing dumb. She always liked the innocent act.

Emery: ~Pay for what? ~Please Nia, I was good all day~!

Shivers surged down her body and her mouth split wide; no doubt she had caught on to what I was doing and craved more of it.

Nia crawled up the side of my body and snuggled in close so my shoulder was cozily nestled within her breasts. She stopped the full scope of her finger tracing and kept just one swirling delicately against the top.

Nia: You know what you did Em…

Hot, heavy whispers came point blank against my right ear. She brushed along the outer edge with her tongue before continuing

Nia: You spent all day fantasizing about who we’re going to pick as a partner. It was on your mind ~aallll day~. You couldn’t even focus on your classes, even though they’re ~soooooo~ important for you~.

Oh boy…Heat flashes ripped through me and I began to feel light headed. This isn’t what I expected. I stammered, trying to keep composed enough to play along.

Emery: …I..um…I-I wasn- …! Ahh~!

She licked the interior intensely, forcing a moan out of me and interrupting any chance to respond.

Nia: ~Shhhh, cut the shy shit~. Excuses aren’t what I want out of your mouth~.

She continued the onslaught with her tongue, her face completely buried by my hair. She had effortlessly taken control of the play. Her voice jittered and took on that predatory attitude I loved so much.

Nia: I can’t believe you spent the whole day imagining me getting fucked by other people instead of working. I’m your precious girlfriend, you know? Not some kind of toy for you to play with~. You’re really ~awful~, you know that Em~?

We were both completely gone by this point. Nia’s whole body was shuddering into me, crotch grinding on my hip. Meanwhile, her finger had migrated back to the underside of the head and was kneading my penis against my stomach.

Nia: You imagined me fucking them and then telling you. Just! Like! This~! You’re terrible Em~! Maybe I shouldn’t let you watch~! I bet you’d like that, you pervert!

Our bodies began to tense up in unison. My mind was in an absolute haze. Everything other than her words and her touch melting into an indistinguishable blurred mess. She closed in until it sounded like she was speaking directly in my brain. Her sultry tone deepened and became harsher, her usual honeyed playfulness replaced by a madly horny derisiveness.

Nia: ~If you keep being such a bad boy and treating me like a plaything~...

She hesitated, before tightening her grip on my arm and stroking herself frantically against my side.

Nia: ~Maybe I won’t even tell you about it~.

I lost it. Back arched, my hips bucked into the air and I came so hard the room span. Nia immediately began pumping my dick with vigor, rotating her wrist to make sure she milked out every last drop possible. I desperately thrust into her hand as I came.

Nia: O-ooohh~ Goood boy~. S-such a good boy. Keep cumming~. Please! ~Please keep cumming for me~. Cum for me~!

Nia tried to go on, but it caught in her throat as she struggled to fight the power of her own orgasm. Instead, my lover lowered her volume until she was just barely audible, and devolved into repeating those phrases over and over again. A second orgasm chained fiercely to the first as I was forcefully drained all over my chest and stomach. All the while, wet kisses enthusiastically showered my ear and hairline.