Just the Tip

February 20

This is a work of fiction.

"Mmm, please! Please come to bed!"
"Nuh uh, not yet. Off you go."
I let out another whine and padded in my bare feet back to the bedroom. My legs were a little shaky, but I did as I was told, climbing back onto the bed.
I repositioned myself above the vibrator, settling down upon it, and letting out a whine. My tdick was hard and tender, my pussy wanting and wet. He had full control on the s***d and intensity of the vibrations, but he'd kept it at a low, steady level for a while. It was still unbearable, and I'd been there for over an hour.
I let out a gasp when the vibrations increased; punishment for moving off the bed, I assume. A loud whine escaped my mouth and I fidgeted slightly, but that only sent the vibrations all over the place, making me whine again. I leaned forwards, gripping the bedsheets, as I desperately tried to adjust to the new intensity. I could feel an orgasm building, and I fought against it with all my might. Just when I thought I wouldn't be able to resist, the vibrations decreased, and I let out a heavy breath of relief. I sat upright again, breathing fast.
"Nnnnn..." I moaned, grinding against the vibrator again, my body trembling. I tugged on my hard nipples to give myself something else to focus on, but it just sent all the right signals down between my legs and I cried out again.
"Mmmnn, please!" I cried, loud enough for him to hear me. "Please!"
My breaths were coming in gasps, my skin tingling from the constant pleasure being given to me. I ran my hands over my body, squeezing my nipples, gripping at the soft skin of my belly, scratching over my legs. "Please!"
The vibrations increased again, more than before, and I let out a half moan, half scream, as my body lurched forwards. I was pressing myself down against the vibrator so hard, gripping the sheets again, riding quickly towards a blessed orgasm, when he turned it back down again. I cried out in frustration as my orgasm was denied again, my hips bucking.
I was so wet, and so glad the vibrator was water resistant. I wanted to move it, let it slip inside me, ride it properly, feel it stretching my hole, but I'd been told specifically I had to wait and endure. I clamped my hands over my chest, kneading them, toying with my nipples again.
When the door opened again and I saw him standing there with a smirk on his face, thumb threatening to turn the vibrations up again, I whimpered.
"Oh, please, please come to bed. Please."
"I love listening to you whimpering and begging. It's such a turn on."
He let his free hand rest on his hip, and my eyes moved from it to his crotch. I licked my lips, imagining the taste of his cock already. I could make out the slight bulge, knowing his cock was stirring beneath the fabric. I wanted it. I wanted it so badly.
"Please." I looked up to his face again. "Please."
He checked his watch. "Well, it's been nearly an hour and a half. That's an improvement on when we started."
It was true; I'd tried edging by myself, and I'd only ever lasted about ten minutes. But then I met him, and all that changed.
"You've been a very good boy, except for when you left the bedroom. I think you deserve a little reward."
He moved towards the bed, indicting with his finger that I should move to the edge of the bed. I had to move the vibrator with me, of course, which meant he had a little show of me inching towards the side of the bed, careful that the vibrator didn't slip too far out of position.
"Good boy." He stroked the side of my head, cupping my chin. He made me look up at him, and he smiled at me. With the same smile, his thumb just brushed against the control device, sending the vibrations higher again.
I cried out, my eyes widening.
"That's it. Ride it out. Good boy."
He kept his hand on my face, gently stroking my cheek, as another orgasm rose between my legs. I whimpered, I whined, I writhed. I could feel my pussy practically flooding in its anticipation, but I resisted. I breathed, heavily, through what would have been the crescendo of my orgasm, letting it sink and settle back down. My pussy was throbbing, my tdick more swollen than I'd ever known it.
"Mmm, good..."
He set the control down on the bed, just within my reach, testing me. I was far too distracted, however, as he stepped up closer, his cock just right there.
"Get it out, and suck it. Slow."
Letting out another, uncontrollable whimper, I did as I was told. Within moments his cock was free, and I happily took it between my lips and began sucking. I savoured the taste of it, swirling my tongue around the tip, along the underneath of the shaft, over the balls. I slurped over the head as he grew harder, letting the length run down my throat, taking him back as far as I could. He even gripped my head and fucked my throat a little for good measure, sending another flood from my pussy.
Once he was hard enough, satisfied he was slick enough from my saliva, he pulled my head back.
"Good. Stay there until I say."
I got settled again, listening to him climbing onto the bed. He gave my ass a slap as he got himself situated behind me. I moaned, jerking forwards slightly, grinding my tdick harder against the vibrator.
"Alright, you needy little bitch. Get over here, but keep that thing in place."
I reached a hand between my slick, soaking wet thighs and held the vibrator against myself as I moved, climbing up to him, straddling over his hard cock.
"Just the tip, you hear?"
What?!" I cried, a whine to my voice. "Wh-why?!"
"Do as your told."
Whimpering again, holding the vibrator like it was my last lifeline, I lowered myself onto his cock. I was so wet, my pussy so desperate for more attention, that the tip of his cock eased itself inside. I moaned as I pushed down further, the whole tip of his cock pushing its way into me. I had to fight against an orgasm again, giving myself a few moments to do so.
"You...feel so...good..." I whined, my eyes closing. I wanted to slam down hard, feel all of his length inside me, but I was a good boy, and I did as I was told.
"So do you. You're so wet."
"Wet...for you..."
"Mmm...you cum when I say, alright?"
"Yes, sir."
He started fucking me then, just the tip as he promised, sliding in and out of me with ease. His cock was soon as wet as my pussy was, drips of my wetness rolling down his shaft. He groaned as he worked, muttering under his breath about how good I felt, how wet I was, how he loved the feeling of my pussy around his cock. All I could do was moan; moan, whine, and struggle, until...
"Cum for me."
It was almost instantaneous. He pushed inside me again and I came hard, throwing my head back, holding the vibrator against my tdick, my hole, his cock. My hips bucked, my pussy clamping around his cock.
"Yes! Yes! Good boy!"
He didn't stop fucking me, adding to my pleasure with his ***. My hole was so sensitive I thought my orgasm would never pass, my body shaking.
"So good, fuck..." He gripped my hips, still working just the tip in and out. The sound was so lewd, almost like a sucking, slurping sound with each thrust.
When I was finally able to breathe again, I buried my face in his shoulder, panting heavily.
"Such a good boy, cumming for me so hard."
"Thank you, sir." I whimpered, my thighs still shaking.
"Let's go again."
"Yes, please!"
We repeated almost the whole process; he didn't keep me there for another hour, but he did refuse what would have been three glorious orgasms before he finally let me cum again. He was still ***ing me with just the tip, stimulating the entire area with each thrust. His cock was coated in my cum, ropes of it running down the length, settling between his balls. My second orgasm was just as fantastic as the first, however, my body shaking, back arching. I cried out loudly, holding him tightly, my pussy gripping his cock, working the tip inside.
"Oh fuck, yes. I'm gonna cum. Yes, good boy..."
He held me tightly, making me gasp again as he switched our positions; one second I was straddling him, and the next I was flat on my back against the sheets, and he was over me. I didn't have much more time to register anything else when his cock, every last wonderful inch, was buried deep inside me. He fucked into me fast, desperate, then came. I could feel his cock pulsing, my pussy reacting in kind, milking every last drop out of him.
"Ohh! Yes! Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, yeess!"
My head was swimming with pleasure, my eyes rolling back in my head. His thrusts grew erratic as he pumped his load into me, then slowed, his cock still twitching.
I went to move the vibrator to the side, but he held my hand steady.
"I didn't say we were done."