'How fortunate you have polished wood and not carpets.' she observed. A short while later we were lounging on the sofa, chatting about nothing in particular, sipping herbal tea (so that Suzy wouldn't be kept awake) but, incongruously, I wore nothing below the waist. That was, of course, at Suzy's insistence. As we talked she snuggled against my chest and stroked the tops of my thighs, lightly at first, in the direction of the hairs, and then going in circles, gradually moving down to the smoother skin on the inside of my thighs, bit by bit sliding up until she was just brushing the underside of my scrotum. Part of me knew precisely what was going on and yet another part of me was distracted by the talk. Before I knew it I realized to my amazement that I had the beginnings of another erection.
'That's more like it.' She took a firmer grip. 'Don't worry, I'm not going to do another “Wham, Bam” on you, I'm going to take my time and enjoy this one.' Keeping her fist wrapped tightly around my throbbing member, she began to move up and down again, but this time very slowly, stretching my penis as she pulled away from me, then pressing down firmly to the base, dragging my foreskin off the head and stretching it as far as it would go. She kept it up with dogged persistence for over ten minutes, by which time my bollocks were aching to come again. I wanted to do something, almost anything, to bring the process to a swift conclusion. Somehow her relentless slow-motion movements had me hypnotised; she had mepinned down just by holding my cock. I tried grinding my hips up and down to increase thestimulation but she merely moved with me so that my efforts brought me no extra friction and my arousal still hung there at ninety-eight percent.
I grew increasingly agitated; I had to move. I put my arm around her but a glance warned me off trying to kiss her again, which had crossed my mind. All I could do was hug her, which she accepted, resting her head back on my chest and watching her hand pursue its ruthless, sadistically slow-motion oscillations. I groaned. ‘Suzy, you have a magic touch. Really. But please go ahead and finish me off. I can’t bear any more.’ She looked up, wide eyed again. Whether she was really surprised or teasing I couldn’t tell but she had almost the tone of a nursery school teacher encouraging a reluctant toddler. ‘Oh Mark, don’t expect to finish so soon. Don’t hurry, we’ve only just started. We could do lots more; you’d be surprised.’
I was. Already I had a second erection where previous experience had taught no erection should be and I was amazed at how much I wanted it, wanted her to continue and finish it off. But she wouldn’t. In fact at that moment she stopped moving up and down, took hold of the base of my penis firmly and shook it vigorously, sending exquisite though unfulfilling sensations through my entire body. Stiff though it was, she slapped it a few times against my belly and then released it so that it sprang up again. Then she left it quite alone and started stroking the underside of my scrotum with the most exquisite, feathery touches of her fingertips. My dick strained even more, throbbing to be released from tension. I reached down towards it. Suzy immediately became playfully fierce (I think it was playfully).
'No, Mark. I do that. You have it done to you.' I groaned and repeated my request for swift despatch, but without much hope. Then she became whimsical, seizing my cock again but pulling it around playfully in every direction, giving it the occasional stroke, all the while improvising a childish nonsense song and giggling. Without any warning she wanked me as hard and as quickly as she could for two seconds. I cried out, sensing an end to my torments, but by then she hadgone back to playing about. I became annoyed and almost shouted at her but a brief repeat of the ultra rapid movements rendered me speechless.
I had quite lost track of time by now but she kept up her teasing for ages, bringing me to within an inch of coming and then immediately going back to her maddeningly idiotic games. Eventually she tired of them and pulled me to my feet. For some reason I assumed that she was going to take me to the bedroom but instead she led me backwards towards the kitchen, which opens directly from the lounge. When we got to the door she pulled my shirt off and then made me back into place in the doorway, my arms raised, hands holding onto each side of the frame. ‘You mustn’t move,’ she said solemnly, holding up a finger, ‘that would spoil it.’
Suzy stepped back a few paces and admired the view. A smile spread across her face. Much as I trusted her I began to feel self-conscious. ‘I—-‘, I began but she was already moving back towards me. She knelt and made me open my legs so wide that my feet touched the door frame at either side. Again she stepped back to consider. ‘Lovely.’ was her verdict. Then she took up a position less than three feet away, directly in front of me and stared at my penis. It was still achingly stiff, arching towards her. She bent forwards ever so slightly and flipped it playfully with her fingertips, much as a kitten plays with a ball of paper. She repeated with the other hand and smiled up at me.
I must have had a stupid expression on my face because she giggled again, but not unkindly. Gleefully. She bent to her task, alternating her hands and gradually increasing the force of her blows. They became firm but not painful. At first I just felt my penis waggling with each blow, but gradually I started to experience the slapping as a turn on. I started to groan and she moved to my right, just using one hand with a rapid up and down flapping action. Suddenly I came and my semen burst forth from my penis in a shower. Suzy gripped it tightly as it twitched its last. ‘I’m really taking advantage of your lack of carpets.’ she said. ‘One can’t do this kind of thing just anywhere, you know.’
She led me unprotesting to the bathroom and thoroughly bathed my limp and rather tender member, kissing it on the tip when she’d finished. She took me to the bedroom at last and lay me down on my back. ‘Shan’t be long.’ she said and darted away. I expect she went and wiped up where I’d come on the floor - I certainly found no trace of it the next day - but my mind was in no state for logical speculations just at that moment. I lay there with my eyes closed and drifted. I must have fallen asleep momentarily because I was awakened by Suzy sucking my penis. I started to protest feebly but she grunted something and pushed my hands away. Oh, go ahead and indulge your obsession, I thought, you won’t get anywhere; there’s nothing left to be had. It’s bone dry after all that. Or so I thought. It took much longer than the previous time but Suzy’s persistent work began to have an effect. She rolled my cock around, playing with it with her tongue and sucking it tightly against the roof of her mouth. From time to tie she tickled under my scrotum.
'That's more like it.' She took a firmer grip. 'Don't worry, I'm not going to do another “Wham, Bam” on you, I'm going to take my time and enjoy this one.' Keeping her fist wrapped tightly around my throbbing member, she began to move up and down again, but this time very slowly, stretching my penis as she pulled away from me, then pressing down firmly to the base, dragging my foreskin off the head and stretching it as far as it would go. She kept it up with dogged persistence for over ten minutes, by which time my bollocks were aching to come again. I wanted to do something, almost anything, to bring the process to a swift conclusion. Somehow her relentless slow-motion movements had me hypnotised; she had mepinned down just by holding my cock. I tried grinding my hips up and down to increase thestimulation but she merely moved with me so that my efforts brought me no extra friction and my arousal still hung there at ninety-eight percent.
I grew increasingly agitated; I had to move. I put my arm around her but a glance warned me off trying to kiss her again, which had crossed my mind. All I could do was hug her, which she accepted, resting her head back on my chest and watching her hand pursue its ruthless, sadistically slow-motion oscillations. I groaned. ‘Suzy, you have a magic touch. Really. But please go ahead and finish me off. I can’t bear any more.’ She looked up, wide eyed again. Whether she was really surprised or teasing I couldn’t tell but she had almost the tone of a nursery school teacher encouraging a reluctant toddler. ‘Oh Mark, don’t expect to finish so soon. Don’t hurry, we’ve only just started. We could do lots more; you’d be surprised.’
I was. Already I had a second erection where previous experience had taught no erection should be and I was amazed at how much I wanted it, wanted her to continue and finish it off. But she wouldn’t. In fact at that moment she stopped moving up and down, took hold of the base of my penis firmly and shook it vigorously, sending exquisite though unfulfilling sensations through my entire body. Stiff though it was, she slapped it a few times against my belly and then released it so that it sprang up again. Then she left it quite alone and started stroking the underside of my scrotum with the most exquisite, feathery touches of her fingertips. My dick strained even more, throbbing to be released from tension. I reached down towards it. Suzy immediately became playfully fierce (I think it was playfully).
'No, Mark. I do that. You have it done to you.' I groaned and repeated my request for swift despatch, but without much hope. Then she became whimsical, seizing my cock again but pulling it around playfully in every direction, giving it the occasional stroke, all the while improvising a childish nonsense song and giggling. Without any warning she wanked me as hard and as quickly as she could for two seconds. I cried out, sensing an end to my torments, but by then she hadgone back to playing about. I became annoyed and almost shouted at her but a brief repeat of the ultra rapid movements rendered me speechless.
I had quite lost track of time by now but she kept up her teasing for ages, bringing me to within an inch of coming and then immediately going back to her maddeningly idiotic games. Eventually she tired of them and pulled me to my feet. For some reason I assumed that she was going to take me to the bedroom but instead she led me backwards towards the kitchen, which opens directly from the lounge. When we got to the door she pulled my shirt off and then made me back into place in the doorway, my arms raised, hands holding onto each side of the frame. ‘You mustn’t move,’ she said solemnly, holding up a finger, ‘that would spoil it.’
Suzy stepped back a few paces and admired the view. A smile spread across her face. Much as I trusted her I began to feel self-conscious. ‘I—-‘, I began but she was already moving back towards me. She knelt and made me open my legs so wide that my feet touched the door frame at either side. Again she stepped back to consider. ‘Lovely.’ was her verdict. Then she took up a position less than three feet away, directly in front of me and stared at my penis. It was still achingly stiff, arching towards her. She bent forwards ever so slightly and flipped it playfully with her fingertips, much as a kitten plays with a ball of paper. She repeated with the other hand and smiled up at me.
I must have had a stupid expression on my face because she giggled again, but not unkindly. Gleefully. She bent to her task, alternating her hands and gradually increasing the force of her blows. They became firm but not painful. At first I just felt my penis waggling with each blow, but gradually I started to experience the slapping as a turn on. I started to groan and she moved to my right, just using one hand with a rapid up and down flapping action. Suddenly I came and my semen burst forth from my penis in a shower. Suzy gripped it tightly as it twitched its last. ‘I’m really taking advantage of your lack of carpets.’ she said. ‘One can’t do this kind of thing just anywhere, you know.’
She led me unprotesting to the bathroom and thoroughly bathed my limp and rather tender member, kissing it on the tip when she’d finished. She took me to the bedroom at last and lay me down on my back. ‘Shan’t be long.’ she said and darted away. I expect she went and wiped up where I’d come on the floor - I certainly found no trace of it the next day - but my mind was in no state for logical speculations just at that moment. I lay there with my eyes closed and drifted. I must have fallen asleep momentarily because I was awakened by Suzy sucking my penis. I started to protest feebly but she grunted something and pushed my hands away. Oh, go ahead and indulge your obsession, I thought, you won’t get anywhere; there’s nothing left to be had. It’s bone dry after all that. Or so I thought. It took much longer than the previous time but Suzy’s persistent work began to have an effect. She rolled my cock around, playing with it with her tongue and sucking it tightly against the roof of her mouth. From time to tie she tickled under my scrotum.