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My name is Tanika, and I'm a ruined orgasm enthusiast. I'm about to tell you the story of his first ruined orgasm.
He had been hitting on me for a while - sending me messages on Facebook asking me to send him photos - "accidentally" brushing up against me in the hallway. I was starting to get sick of it. I knew he had no interest in anything that I found sexually exciting, and he just wanted me for my body.
He would tell me all the usual things that boys would say when they're trying to impress a girl. "I have ten inches." Yeah, right. "I usually can't come from sex, but I make all the bitches squirt."
I would roll my eyes. He didn't seem to get it. I was getting fed up.
I asked him to meet me after class in a classroom that I knew would be empty to talk about it. He said yes.
So off I went, ready to meet him. He was there before me - typical. I knew he was eager to have this conversation. I walked in, and said hi. He was awkward, and kind of stumbled through his words - waiting for me to say something. Where was all that confidence from online?
I said to him, "Listen, I know you really want to be with me. But I don't think you know what I'm into... like, have you even thought about it?"
He responded with some assurances that whatever it was, he'd be fine. He was just that sexually adventurous!
I was starting to get a bit annoyed. "You really don't know what you're getting into. I'm pretty... unique in my tastes."
He assured me that there was no problem. Fine. You want it that way, that's what you're going to get.
I told him to sit down in the chair. After he did. I calmly walked around behind him.
"Put your hands behind your back."
He didn't argue. He thought something nice was coming.
I bound his hands, and then moved on to his feet - tying them together. I sat in the desk in front of him, making sure to leave my legs just a little bit open so he'd be able to see the white of my cotton panties.
Judging by the tent in his pants, he did.
I bit my lip, leaned in, and said, "Don't say I didn't warn you."
I leaned over top of him, so he could see the top of my bust, and slowly undid his belt buckle. I told him to lift his bottom and pulled down his too-tight denim jeans, revealing a grey pair of tight-boxer briefs and his little rocket inside.
By this time he was starting to get excited. He was instinctively rocking his hips up and down in the air, grinding his cock into his underwear. I snickered to myself. "Ten inches. Hah. This is barely five."
"Baby... let me see that big cock of yours..." I said, in as sultry of a tone as I could manage. I started pulling down his boxers, and there he sat, tied to the chair. His dick pointing up towards the ceiling, looking as unimpressive as he was looking pathetic.
As I pulled down his boxers, the musky smell of his groin filled my senses. Sweaty, and a****l. I have to admit, it turned me on.
He was breathing heavy just from having his underwear pulled down. I smiled to myself. "This will be easy," I thought.
I sat down on his leg, very conscious that he would be feeling my pussy through my panties pressing up against the top of his thigh. I took a lot of pleasure in watching his cock pulse and his balls tighten up when I sat on him.
"Oh... yessss...." He half-moaned.
The little creep was having the time of his life.
I grabbed his cock, just a little bit bigger than my hand, and he let out a groan of such satisfaction. Such fulfilled desire. "Unhhhh.... ffffuck."
I felt it swell up in my hand, and watched the head get even bigger from its already engorged state. It looked like it wasn't far from exploding already.
So much for hours and hours of sex from this stud.
I didn't say anything. I just held my hand there. He acted just like I thought I would. Slowly thrusting his little dick up into it. I loosened my grip, just to fuck with him.
His head was thrown back in pure pleasure and he was completely consumed with grinding into my hand.
I decided to give him a little more. I grinded my pussy into his leg, and started slowly stroking his cock. He obligingly moaned even harder.
It was my plan to tease it, but the long strand of precum coming from the top of it let me know that he wasn't one for much teasing. So I decided to catch him by surprise and suddenly tighten my grip and start jerking him off - fast and hard.
I could tell that the surprise worked: he was just getting used to nice and gentle, and when I started jerking him like I really meant it - he let me know it was working. "Ohhhh fuck, fuck fuck fuck..... Fucckkk babe.... Don't stop don't stopdontstop" He said, words coming so fast that they started blending into each other.
This was about thirty seconds in to our encounter. What a stud.
I kept going, waiting for my next sign: The head of his cock pulsing up to its shiny fullness - his balls tightening fully up towards his body - his mouth groaning, "Oh, yesss that's it, babe I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."
But I had backed off.
Right when he was about to shoot (as if I'd let him) I moved from a full grip to just lazily teasing the head of his cock with two fingers.
He lifted his head up and stared down at his cock with shock - the stress of his so fucking close orgasm apparent on his face.
He was transfixed - unable to think of anything else besides the pressure in his poor, aching dick.
I said, "Don't worry, I'm gonna let you come soon," with my most saccharine smile. "But don't you want to feel my mouth first?"
He threw his head back and groaned in response.
I took the opportunity to get on my knees in front of him, still lazily teasing his cock, which still had all the signs of being on the brink of exploding.
I moved my head towards it - taking in the strained appearance. And gently. Gently, gently, gently.... touched my tongue to the tip of his cockhead.
It was at this point that he lost the ability to use human language. Instead, he responded with a drawn out groaaaaaaan of sheer pleasure.
He was no longer thinking of anything but cumming. And he was entirely under my control.
I moved my tongue, gently. More groaning. "Babe... fuck... I'm... I'm so close. Fffffffuck."
I smiled, "Yeah? You gonna give me that cum?"
He just made a noise in response.
I started slowing down my licks even more.
One lick. Pause.
"Unhhh."
Two licks. Pause.
"Fuck babe... please. Unhhh. I can't."
Three licks. Pause.
"Babe... Please.... Please.... please please please oh my fucking...."
Four licks. Pause.
He let out the most wonderful, protracted groan. "Unhhhhhhhhhhhh"
His body tensed up, and he stared, wide eyed at his cock. He couldn't take his eyes off it. I couldn't either. And then, the most beautiful thing happened.
Out from the tip, flowed a wonderful river of his spunk. Just... leaking out. Of his poor, tortured cock. It seemed like it would never end. It just kept flowing and flowing. He was literally shaking with frustration. His dripping, leaking ruined orgasm rolled down his shaft, and fell onto the floor in a puddle of wasted cum.
Now THAT made me wet.
I could tell he could barely think. He started protesting how he felt absolutely no relief.
I put my finger on his lips and said, "Shhh, babe, you got to cum."
He whined, I smiled.
I reached behind me to grab my purse, and pulled out a chastity belt. I said, "How'd you like to have the opportunity to give me some pleasure." With my most mischevious grin.
But that's a story for another time...
He had been hitting on me for a while - sending me messages on Facebook asking me to send him photos - "accidentally" brushing up against me in the hallway. I was starting to get sick of it. I knew he had no interest in anything that I found sexually exciting, and he just wanted me for my body.
He would tell me all the usual things that boys would say when they're trying to impress a girl. "I have ten inches." Yeah, right. "I usually can't come from sex, but I make all the bitches squirt."
I would roll my eyes. He didn't seem to get it. I was getting fed up.
I asked him to meet me after class in a classroom that I knew would be empty to talk about it. He said yes.
So off I went, ready to meet him. He was there before me - typical. I knew he was eager to have this conversation. I walked in, and said hi. He was awkward, and kind of stumbled through his words - waiting for me to say something. Where was all that confidence from online?
I said to him, "Listen, I know you really want to be with me. But I don't think you know what I'm into... like, have you even thought about it?"
He responded with some assurances that whatever it was, he'd be fine. He was just that sexually adventurous!
I was starting to get a bit annoyed. "You really don't know what you're getting into. I'm pretty... unique in my tastes."
He assured me that there was no problem. Fine. You want it that way, that's what you're going to get.
I told him to sit down in the chair. After he did. I calmly walked around behind him.
"Put your hands behind your back."
He didn't argue. He thought something nice was coming.
I bound his hands, and then moved on to his feet - tying them together. I sat in the desk in front of him, making sure to leave my legs just a little bit open so he'd be able to see the white of my cotton panties.
Judging by the tent in his pants, he did.
I bit my lip, leaned in, and said, "Don't say I didn't warn you."
I leaned over top of him, so he could see the top of my bust, and slowly undid his belt buckle. I told him to lift his bottom and pulled down his too-tight denim jeans, revealing a grey pair of tight-boxer briefs and his little rocket inside.
By this time he was starting to get excited. He was instinctively rocking his hips up and down in the air, grinding his cock into his underwear. I snickered to myself. "Ten inches. Hah. This is barely five."
"Baby... let me see that big cock of yours..." I said, in as sultry of a tone as I could manage. I started pulling down his boxers, and there he sat, tied to the chair. His dick pointing up towards the ceiling, looking as unimpressive as he was looking pathetic.
As I pulled down his boxers, the musky smell of his groin filled my senses. Sweaty, and a****l. I have to admit, it turned me on.
He was breathing heavy just from having his underwear pulled down. I smiled to myself. "This will be easy," I thought.
I sat down on his leg, very conscious that he would be feeling my pussy through my panties pressing up against the top of his thigh. I took a lot of pleasure in watching his cock pulse and his balls tighten up when I sat on him.
"Oh... yessss...." He half-moaned.
The little creep was having the time of his life.
I grabbed his cock, just a little bit bigger than my hand, and he let out a groan of such satisfaction. Such fulfilled desire. "Unhhhh.... ffffuck."
I felt it swell up in my hand, and watched the head get even bigger from its already engorged state. It looked like it wasn't far from exploding already.
So much for hours and hours of sex from this stud.
I didn't say anything. I just held my hand there. He acted just like I thought I would. Slowly thrusting his little dick up into it. I loosened my grip, just to fuck with him.
His head was thrown back in pure pleasure and he was completely consumed with grinding into my hand.
I decided to give him a little more. I grinded my pussy into his leg, and started slowly stroking his cock. He obligingly moaned even harder.
It was my plan to tease it, but the long strand of precum coming from the top of it let me know that he wasn't one for much teasing. So I decided to catch him by surprise and suddenly tighten my grip and start jerking him off - fast and hard.
I could tell that the surprise worked: he was just getting used to nice and gentle, and when I started jerking him like I really meant it - he let me know it was working. "Ohhhh fuck, fuck fuck fuck..... Fucckkk babe.... Don't stop don't stopdontstop" He said, words coming so fast that they started blending into each other.
This was about thirty seconds in to our encounter. What a stud.
I kept going, waiting for my next sign: The head of his cock pulsing up to its shiny fullness - his balls tightening fully up towards his body - his mouth groaning, "Oh, yesss that's it, babe I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."
But I had backed off.
Right when he was about to shoot (as if I'd let him) I moved from a full grip to just lazily teasing the head of his cock with two fingers.
He lifted his head up and stared down at his cock with shock - the stress of his so fucking close orgasm apparent on his face.
He was transfixed - unable to think of anything else besides the pressure in his poor, aching dick.
I said, "Don't worry, I'm gonna let you come soon," with my most saccharine smile. "But don't you want to feel my mouth first?"
He threw his head back and groaned in response.
I took the opportunity to get on my knees in front of him, still lazily teasing his cock, which still had all the signs of being on the brink of exploding.
I moved my head towards it - taking in the strained appearance. And gently. Gently, gently, gently.... touched my tongue to the tip of his cockhead.
It was at this point that he lost the ability to use human language. Instead, he responded with a drawn out groaaaaaaan of sheer pleasure.
He was no longer thinking of anything but cumming. And he was entirely under my control.
I moved my tongue, gently. More groaning. "Babe... fuck... I'm... I'm so close. Fffffffuck."
I smiled, "Yeah? You gonna give me that cum?"
He just made a noise in response.
I started slowing down my licks even more.
One lick. Pause.
"Unhhh."
Two licks. Pause.
"Fuck babe... please. Unhhh. I can't."
Three licks. Pause.
"Babe... Please.... Please.... please please please oh my fucking...."
Four licks. Pause.
He let out the most wonderful, protracted groan. "Unhhhhhhhhhhhh"
His body tensed up, and he stared, wide eyed at his cock. He couldn't take his eyes off it. I couldn't either. And then, the most beautiful thing happened.
Out from the tip, flowed a wonderful river of his spunk. Just... leaking out. Of his poor, tortured cock. It seemed like it would never end. It just kept flowing and flowing. He was literally shaking with frustration. His dripping, leaking ruined orgasm rolled down his shaft, and fell onto the floor in a puddle of wasted cum.
Now THAT made me wet.
I could tell he could barely think. He started protesting how he felt absolutely no relief.
I put my finger on his lips and said, "Shhh, babe, you got to cum."
He whined, I smiled.
I reached behind me to grab my purse, and pulled out a chastity belt. I said, "How'd you like to have the opportunity to give me some pleasure." With my most mischevious grin.
But that's a story for another time...
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