A weekend filled with teasing and ruined orgasms

We spent the whole day together at my place. By the way, that was when she started staying over at my place on weekends. She had already started teasing me the day before, coming up to me every now and then and playing with her breasts under her blouse. When she saw that I was starting to get seriously turned on, she stopped. But on this day, she really started driving me crazy. We were watching a show in my bed when, suddenly, she crawled down to my groin, pulled down my pants, and started sucking my soft dick. I groaned and laughed. Feeling her mouth for the first time in a week was a real relief. But when my dick became as hard as possible, she stopped, left me hanging, and pulled my pants back up. Then she crawled back up to me, kissed me, and placed her head on my shoulder again, ignoring my disbelief and frustration at what she had just done. I could see that huge bulge in my pants. My breathing was heavy and I asked her, "Baby?" She looked at me with a mischievous smile and said, "Yes, what happened, baby?" She looked down at my bulge and said, "Ohh, you are always thinking about having sex with me, aren't you? What a naughty boy!" I was not prepared to fight her little game, so I played along.

A few hours later, the time came. She told me to lie down in bed after taking off my clothes. She was still fully dressed in her black blouse, black sweatpants, and white socks. I looked into her eyes, begging, "Can you take your clothes off too, baby? Maybe just the blouse? Or the socks?" I tried to kiss her, but she pulled back slightly and her mischievous smile turned into a serious expression: "Lie down." I lay down and she sat between my spread legs. She took my hard dick and rubbed the tip against her tight lips, smiling. I looked at her and all I needed was for her mouth to open and wrap around my hard dick. "You look gorgeous today, baby." A desperate attempt on my part to get her to suck my tip. But it was a huge mistake. "Ahh, and usually I do not look good?" She let go of my dick, leaving it dangling alone. "I really was going to suck that dick of yours, but I guess another time." I could not believe that just that damn word, "today," ruined my chance at oral sex.

She straightened up while letting her hand slide gently from her breasts down to her pants. She reached under her panties and pulled out a black, tight cock ring. She had probably put it on right before we started. She put it around my dick and I immediately felt the pressure build up inside. She grabbed my dick and moved it. Just that felt insanely good. I did not know I could be stimulated just by her moving my hard dick. I felt so weak. My veins started to bulge as she opened her mouth and breathed onto my dick. My breath hitched as I watched her repeatedly breathe onto my dick. I just stared into her mouth, imagining and remembering from earlier how good I would feel in there. She gave my tip one last gentle kiss and stopped.

She crawled toward me with an erotic smile and I thought she was going to kiss me after kissing my dick. My lips were waiting for hers, and she knew I was waiting for that. But instead, she held my face and told me "Open your mouth," as I could see and hear her gathering all the spit she could in her mouth. I opened my mouth and she placed a finger on my teeth, making sure I would not close my lips again. Slowly, she let all the spit drop directly into my mouth. She gathered a lot of spit and it looked almost like an endless string falling into my mouth. When she was done, she closed my mouth by pushing my chin and said, "Enjoy it." I did as she said and kept it all in my mouth. "Swallow it." And so I did. She smiled playfully at me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before crawling back toward my rock hard dick.

She said, "Ohh, I think I wasted all my spit on you..." as she began stroking my cut dick dry. It did not really stimulate me, it just made me way more aroused. Meanwhile, she picked up the bottle of lube I had bought and started pouring it into her hand. Then, she wrapped that hand gently around my tip and slid down to the base of my veiny dick so that everything was lubricated. It felt incredible, I could not hold back my groan. She let go and poured lube into her other hand. She wrapped it around my tip and stroked slowly down to my base. Now, with both hands and my dick lubricated, she started stroking my dick, holding my base right around that black cock ring. And she did not hold back. She stroked the top half of my dick at medium speed, but it was already killing me. The feeling of her lubricated hand repeatedly stroking my tip without a break was simply too good.

I could not watch anymore. I had to close my eyes, lean back, and savor that feeling. I had never done that before. She saw my reaction and whispered, "Damn, that feels good, doesn't it?" It was too good to be ruined. So I asked her, "Baby, can we make just one exception today? Just today?" Her stroking hand tightened around my dick. I gasped and groaned at that incredible shift. But I did not give up: "Baby, I am sorry if I hurt your feelings earlier. You are the most beautiful person in the world." I complimented her and praised every part and feature of her body, and she accepted it joyfully at first, giving me hope that she would yield and grant my wish. But as I started repeating myself, she interrupted me: "Shut up. You should be enjoying this feeling right now. Because, knowing you, it will not last long." When she said that, I realized how close I already was. I simply let the pleasure completely take over my body and did not even try to hold back for her.

"You are so weak. Did you really think you could convince me NOT to ruin your orgasm?" I apologized, but I saw how much she enjoyed my compliments in that moment, so my hope is that she might make an exception one day if I keep it up. She maintained her firm grip and fast strokes. I looked up for a second and what I saw made me groan, not just grunt. Her mouth was so close to my dick and she had just started blowing on my tip. The lube made this sensation even stronger. She knew that, obviously. She kept stroking me while continuously blowing on my tip. My eyes rolled back uncontrollably. She laughed at that. Knowing she had total control over me.

Those fast, lubricated strokes felt too good and I was approaching the end. I felt her stop blowing and looked at her again, wondering what she might do next. What I saw was her mouth wide open, with her sweet, pink tongue sticking out. She aimed my dick toward her open mouth, making me believe she might catch my jets with her tongue and sweet mouth. It would be painful, but beautiful to watch. Her strokes were now concentrating fast on my tip. And I felt it. The limit. I could no longer hold back. Her merciless strokes immediately pushed me over the edge as soon as I felt it. "I am going to cum!" and I waited anxiously for her to suddenly stop. But she did not stop! Was she actually going to grant my wish now? I was breathing fast and groaning "Yes," but then... she stopped. She stopped and two seconds later a big, thick stream of white cum shot out from my veiny dick. She gave me a mischievous smile before two more violent ejaculations followed, all landing on my chest.

Did I feel better? No. The frustration is best described by what she said as my last drops of cum came out: "So close, yet so far..." The building sensation of a beautiful, complete orgasm that is completely interrupted and stopped right before you think you had it, with absolutely no time to prepare for your ruined ejaculation, is an even greater frustration for me. Maybe a little less painful down there, but more painful in the head. She was so happy. It was the first time she had done it that way and she knew it worked. She could see it was more effective at frustrating me mentally and yielded bigger ejaculations, which she liked too. But she was not done with me.

She stood up, leaving my cum covered body, and sat on the chair next to us. She leaned back, crossed her legs elegantly, and said, "Come here! Get up and come to your girlfriend..." So I did, my dangling dick still throbbing from that heavy ejaculation. I sat right in front of her. "Let me see you from the side, baby." I turned to the side and began to realize what she wanted. "Masturbate for me now!" For a second, my mind tried to resist because I was too exhausted, but I could not disappoint her now. I was afraid of the consequences. I stroked my dick, which was now covered in lube and a bit of my cum. I stroked it slowly, touching just the tip, but I simply could not help it. I reached the limit again damn fast, but I could not stop! The first ruined orgasm was simply too frustrating, so now my body just wanted a full orgasm. I tried to stop, but I could not. She saw my struggle and knew I was going to cum, so she stepped in. She stopped my masturbating hand. And again, two or three seconds later, a few thick drops of cum squirted from my dick, landing noisily on the floor. Even more frustrating than the first. I really wanted a complete one after that brutal ruin. Still, I was somewhat relieved that she helped me, because I would not want to know what the potential consequences would have been if I had had a full orgasm on my own.

She stood up and asked me, "Did you try to have a full orgasm? Were you trying to trick me?" I replied, "No, no! I simply couldn't help it, baby. Please forgive me." She smiled at me and asked, "Would you prepare a nice, hot bath for me? A bubble bath, please." In that sudden politeness of her question hid a command. She was not really asking me to do it. She knew I had to do it, and I did. I prepared everything for her, and she entered the bathroom after I finished, taking off her clothes out of my sight, getting into the tub, and lying beneath the foam. She called me and I came in. I could not see any of her naked body since it was entirely covered by the dense foam.

She told me to rub her pussy and make her come underwater. I knelt beside the tub and started rubbing her pussy. She groaned, but she was tough. I really gave everything I could to make her orgasm, but she was not easy to beat. Finally, after at least double the time I needed for my ruined orgasm, I saw her grip the edge of the tub as her whole body arched while she finally came, with a sweet, quiet groan. She was so satisfied that she told me to leave. She stayed in the tub for another hour before finally coming out of the bathroom. What an evening that was.