50 Days by ytelite
It is late in the morning on a nice Saturday. I open my eyes and see you smiling brightly at me.
“Good morning, sunshine! Any idea what day it is today?”
I instantly shed any remaining sleepiness. Of course I know what day it is.
“It is exactly 50 days since my last orgasm, and you said you’d let me come again after 50 days of denial.”
You keep smiling, but reply with a slight mocking tone.
“Not quite. I said I would let you come again after *at least* 50 days. But you are right, it has been 50 days, so maybe today.”
The long denial, combined with your taunting make me rock hard. You see the bulge and slip your hand under the blanket to gently grab my penis.
“Seems like he would like that.”
You start to stroke it slowly and teasily as you continue.
“Mhm, so hard, just the way I like it. I will have to make sure to make good use of it today.”
“Yes, please. This feels so nice. Please don’t stop.”
You stop.
“Aww, someone’s desperate. But as I said: Maybe today, we will see. And definitely not before the evening. But we can still have some fun now.”
You grab my balls and start to massage them.
“So full. So loaded. I bet it’d feel so good if I let you come today. But it would also be so much fun to make you wait another week or more.”
“No, please not another week. 50 days was such a long time.”
“I know, but it’s my decision, remember? That’s what you wanted: For me to decide how long you stay denied.”
I groan in frustration as you start stroking my hard cock again, even slower than before.
“Don’t complain or we’re done for today. I’m in charge.”
“Yes, ma’am. Thank you for teasing me.”
I am leaking precum as you continue your teasing. You use your thumb to rub the liquid into the very sensitive tip, making me squirm.
“Aaaah, it tickles so much.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, please don’t stop. Please keep teasing me.”
“Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe we should shower and get ready for the day?”
“No, please just a bit more.”
“NO. This is all you get for now. I just wanted you all horny to get you ready for the day. Let’s shower.”
In the shower you let me rub soap all over your body, starting at the back, and continuing on the front. I get particularly excited about soaping up your perfect breasts, moving my hands over them in every possible direction while my penis keeps standing at attention. You, in turn, take your soapy hands and give it a few more quick, but intense, strokes. When we are done with our shower my horniness has not decreased one bit, even as I watch you dress for the day ahead. We have a short hike planned, so you put on a sports bra, leggings, and a shirt, packing your body tightly and showing off all your curves. Just as I put on my own shirt and shorts you clear your throat noisily.
“Ahem… Aren’t you forgetting something?”
“I’m sorry, what?”
“You forgot to put on a bra, and your lace panties, too. I want you all horny and thinking about the release you *might* get later all day.”
I put on the underwear and cover it with my shorts and shirt. The bra is rubbing against my nipples, making them hard almost immediately, and I can feel the lace around my waist, which adds to my already high excitement level. After a quick lunch, we go on our hike, and have a nice day out. All throughout, I am at a baseline level of horniness, and can’t wait for the evening to arrive. After dinner you yawn exaggeratedly.
“That was a nice day. Should we go to sleep?”
You laugh as I side-eye you.
“Haha, I thought maybe you’d believe that. Of course, the truth is that I’m super horny, and maybe you can help me with that?”
“Yes, please. I would love that!”
“Note that I didn’t say you would get to come. I still haven’t made my decision on that. You’ll have to work hard to convince me.”
“Yes, ma’am, I will do anything you want. Please let me serve and pleasure you.”
“That sounds nice. Let’s rinse that sweat off real quick, and then you may give me a massage.”
We quickly hop back into the shower, and I try to repeat this morning’s performance with the soap.
“Not now. Just a quick rinse. You will get to touch me a lot later.”
After we dry off, you head to the bed and lie on your front, as I grab the massage oil, and get to work on your beautiful body. You moan happily as I relieve the tension in your back and legs.
“The feet.”, you order curtly. “We walked a lot, and they’re sore.”
I rub the soles of each of your feet with both hands until you are satisfied, and work my way up to your shoulders again.
“Ah, that’s so nice. Let me turn around.”
You flip to lie on your back, and I take in the view that is in front of me, with your perfect breasts peaking over your gorgeous body, trimmed pubic hair, and stout legs. You glance at my penis.
“It’s leaking. Put on a condom before you make even more of a mess. But use a numbing one, I might want you inside.”
I grab a condom from the bedside table and put it on, before I continue with the massage. As I rub massage oil into your thighs you grab the wand vibrator you conveniently had next to you already and press it on your vulva. I try to turn my attention to your breasts again.
“Not yet. Massage my feet again.”
I move to the bottom of the bed and grab your feet with my hands again, pressing my fingers into your soles to get all the sore spots.
“Yes, that’s so nice. Do you like what you see from there?”
“Yes, ma’am. I love watching you play with yourself, and serving you.”
“YES, MHM, that feels good. CONTINUE.” I decide to focus on your left foot with both hands, holding it with one, while the other gets to work from toe to heel, as I watch your breast sway gently while your breathing gets more and more ragged.
“YES, AAAH, SO GOOD. DON’T STOP.”
I change to your right foot, repeating the same moves on the other side, as you approach an orgasm.
“AAAAAH, YES. OOOOHHH. SO GOOD. Uff”
You make your foot drop out of my hands onto the bed.
“Come here.”
You pat the space on the bed next to you, and I lie down there, my mouth approaching yours for a passionate kiss.
“Mhm. Did you like seeing me come?”
“Yes, ma’am, very much. It makes me very horny when I’m allowed to watch you have an orgasm.”
It is true, my penis is as hard as it has ever been. You watch it with a bemused look on your face before you grab it with your hand.
“Yes, it’s so hard. What do you think? Am I going to let you come today?”
“Yes please, ma’am. I hope you do.”
You start stroking it, with a much tighter grip than in the morning, but still very slowly. While the condom reduces the sensation slightly, I can still feel your hand wrapped tightly around it, and enjoy the stimulation.
“Yes, that feels so nice.”
You speed up a bit.
“Tell me before you come, or you will be very sorry.”
“Are you going to let me come?”
“Not yet. So tell me when I have to stop.”
You steadily increase your speed until I get close to the edge of an orgasm.
“I’m getting very close. Can I please come? PLEASE?”
You stop immediately.
“No, but I can! And I won’t let you see it this time. Go and put on a blindfold, and nipple clamps while you are at it.”
I take two clothespins and put them on my nipples, and then don a silky black mask. I feel my way back to your side, “accidentally” touching your right breast as I get closer to you.
“Mhm, do you like my boobs?”
“Yes, ma’am, I love them.”
“Then why don’t you focus on worshiping them while I get my next orgasm?”
You don’t have to tell me twice, and I put my hands on your breasts, circling them gently as you turn on the vibrator once more. Unable to see, I focus on my sense of touch, as I grab your breasts, keeping in the rhythm of your moaning. I turn towards you, my throbbing member brushing against your side, and seek your mouth with mine. Our tongues entwine, and I can feel your arousal increasing, with the faint humming of the vibrator. You increase its speed, which immediately makes you shiver in excitement. Your hand grabs my hair and you pull my head away from you hard and shove it between your breasts. As you moan loud and excitedly, you push my face onto your cleavage, where I eagerly lick and suck on your succulent tits. You quickly approach another orgasm, and grab my hair even harder, and press my face directly onto your breasts while you come. While I struggle to breathe you come long and hard.
“AAAAH, YES. OOOHH. MHMM”
You turn off the vibrator and let go of my head. We both struggle to catch our breaths, although for different reasons.
“That was so good. Now I want you inside. Get on your back.”
I lie back down, and can feel you starting to mount me. You direct my throbbing cock towards your pussy, rubbing it back and forth for a bit before you sink down on top of my so that I penetrate you deeply.
“Yes, that feels good. I like feeling you so hard inside. What a little bit of desperation can do…”
“A little bit?”
You slowly start to move up and down. The numbing gel inside the condom reduces the sensation I feel, but does not remove it completely, and after 50 days of denial, any bit of stimulation feels amazing.
“Yes, that’s so nice. Please keep going.”
You stop.
“Don’t you dare come before I give you permission, or you will have to wait six months for your next chance.”
I swallow.
“Yes, ma’am, I will do my best. Please continue.”
You continue, slowly bouncing on my cock, going far up and down to feel the full length of my penis penetrate you. I am in heaven.
“YES, that’s so good. Thank you, ma’am, for letting me fuck you.”
“You’re not fucking me. I’m doing all the work here. But it’s your turn. Pound me hard. NOW.”
I start pumping my pelvis up and down, pumping my penis deeper and deeper inside you with every movement. In the meantime, my hands have already found your boobs again, and hold them as they try to bounce. I try my best to focus and not get too close, while giving you the hard penetration I know you like so much.
“YES, that’s so good. Go HARDER.”
I try to increase me speed and find any point of leverage to pump off of from the bed. I soon feel that I get close to the edge.
“Can I please come, ma’am? I’m very close.”
“NO. STOP.”
I let out another soft groan and let myself fall back onto the bed. You sink down on top of me, my penis deep inside you, but you also don’t move.
