Play with your toys. That's what they are for, after all

For a while, you and Sam make out on the bed, touching every bit of each other's exposed skin and digging beneath what clothing remains to find yet more. Sam has opened his pants, and is now humping your inner thigh. Time to spice things up a little. With some quick excuses you get up and move over to your nightstand. From its plentiful inventory, you select a medium-sized, realistically shaped vibrator and a bottle of lube. "Can I get you anything, " you ask Sam, smiling coyly. "That ass will do. Get it over here." You take a small, vibrating butt plug from the nightstand and wiggle it at Sam. "Are you suuuure?"

Sam lets out a laugh, then gets up and walks over to you, losing his pants on the way. Damn, a shower and a grower. Your reverie is broken when Sam pushes you down again, on your own bed this time, and you resume kissing him. He takes the vibrator from your hand. "What were you planning to do with this, huh?" He holds it out in front of your mouth, and you oblige by suckling the tip while shooting him a smouldering gaze. "Or maybe..." Sam presses the vibrator against your right nipple, then turns it on. You mewl at the sudden intensity of the sensation, and Sam leans in to silence you.

He traces the toy down further, tickling your side and down your hip to just above your knee, then back up along your inner thigh. You tense up in anticipation as the humming head of the vibrator approaches your most sensitive place, but Sam instead moves it along the side of your pelvis, across your lower abdomen, and down your other leg. Enough. You grab his hair with both hands and yank his face up from yours. "Fucking stick it in already!" He smiles broadly. "I thought you'd never ask!" He rolls in between your legs and presses his burning hot shaft along your pussy, teasing your clit with every little movement he makes. "Sam! We can't-" "I know, I know, " he interrupts, "Just kidding." He draws back slightly so that his cock is no longer touching you, then moves the vibrator into place.

He moves the toy around the rim of your pussy, occasionally moving up to briefly - too briefly - kiss your clit. As if that weren't enough to drive you crazy, he is also tweaking your nipples with his free hand, moving deftly from one to the other and back again. All the while, you are breathing so heavily you can barely keep kissing him, and your orgasm is approaching rapidly. Sam never lets the toy enter you, though, and just before you finally crest that oncoming wave, he pulls it back entirely. You protest in the form of a wordless scream, bucking your hips in hope of finding the vibrator - or anything else, for that matter.

Sam once again shifts forward and presses his cock right up against you, the slightest thrust away from quenching your **** need. Fear seizes you abruptly. You are panting for breath, while he is hardly even flushed. Besides, he is stronger than you to begin with, and in an advantageous position to say the least. If you're going to have to fight him off now...

But you needn't have worried. Chuckling, Sam pulls away from you again. "I told you. I know." He shifts to the side so his cock lies safely - well, less dangerously - against your thigh. He also begins playing with your pussy again, with just his fingers this time. Still, he never actually enters you, and he keeps you just shy of cumming. "You want to cum, don't you?" You can't manage any words at the moment, but he takes the sounds you do make as affirmative.