14 Sep 2019
https://kala.bdsmlr.com/post/115493555
He knew just how to drive her mad: his cock gliding against her gspot again and again, slow thrusts that had her entire body quivering, and her swelling clit remaining untouched. He was thrilled knowing she was about to take another load of his while she was denied again.
"59 times I've cum, 41 to go until it's your turn. Don't clean up before you head to work. I want you to feel it all day, your panties full of my cum plastered against your aching pussy. Edge every hour. I want you frantic when we get home later. Maybe the count will reach 60 tonight."
While I like the intent of this one, I never liked how I wrote it. Let's try again.
He gripped her legs tighter, mimicking the intensity of her cunt clamped around his cock. He'd achieved the right angle, with his cock gliding over her swollen gspot with each thrust. With her legs held apart, there was absolutely nothing touching her neglected clit.
Burying and churning his cock inside her, he gritted his teeth to keep from blowing too soon, wanting to enjoy every moment of tormenting her before he came, while she remained denied. Again.
"This will make 59 for me, darling. 59 times I emptied inside you ,and you stay wet and aching and ready. 41 more before you can beg for your own."
She gasped when he sped up, slamming into her a few more times before he finally came deep inside her, groaning when he heard her sob quietly in frustration.
"You'll pull up your pretty panties and spend the workday with them plastered to your aching pussy. Hourly edges today, I want you frantic when we get home later. Be a good girl and maybe the count will reach 60 tonight."