1. The Coldest Night of the Year Ch. 02


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    question. &#034Answer me.&#034 &#034Um, I couldn't help myself. I felt ashamed and guilty while I was doing it.&#034 &#034Masturbate for me.&#034 I looked up her imploringly. Please, no. &#034Take out your cock and stroke it till you come. You don't need to ask my permission. Show me. And don't say a fucking word.&#034 I unzipped my jeans. I fished my erect cock out of my underwear. I started to stroke it. My eyes started tearing up. My nose was running. Oh, fuck. I was crying. I was miserable. Miserable for letting her down. For losing my own discipline. For depriving myself of Clara's pussy. I stroked harder. I wanted so desperately to come and get this ordeal over with. Clara watched me, looking both angry and bored. Between my emotional state and the fact that I had come hard that afternoon, it seemed to take forever for me to come. I finally came all over my hand and my jeans. And broke down into sobs. &#034I'll take care of myself tonight, so you can sl**p in the guest room,&#034 said Clara. &#034Yes, Clara,&#034 I replied, starting to rise. &#034Wait a minute,&#034 Clara said. &#034I've changed my mind.&#034 I looked up, hopeful. &#034I want you to move permanently. The guest room is now your room. You may not enter this room without my permission.&#034 I sighed deeply and nodded. I was too defeated to even answer. Clara then took my face in her hands. &#034I can't go indefinitely without someone who knows how to fuck me. If you can't learn to control yourself and ...
    come to me with the proper gratitude, I'll find a man who can fuck me right. Now, get out of my room.&#034 OCTOBER: CLARA AND KURT By mid-October, the outlines of our relationship were becoming clear. Sex with Clara had been exciting, but infrequent. I was learning to control my orgasms and Clara was able to come many times before deciding whether I would be allowed to come. I learned to appreciate being denied by her and I spent my days in a state of constant arousal and dependence. On those nights where Clara allowed me to come, she would also allow me to sl**p with her in her room. Did she ever get lonely sl**ping alone? One night, lying in my room, I was awakened by a hand slowly stroking my cock. Clara never came into my room. I lay there quietly, not wanting to spoil the moment. I felt a finger on my lips and a whispered &#034shhh&#034. I moaned just enough to let her know I wanted more. Clara stroked my cock and until I was close to coming, and then would back off until I was aching but unable to come. She repeated this maybe half an hour. Then she stopped. I groaned. I was surprised then by Clara climbing on top of me, taking hold of my cock, and slowly sliding herself onto my shaft. &#034I want you to control yourself,&#034 She said. &#034I know you've been trying hard to save yourself for me. I want to reward you for your self-control.&#034 She sat there on top of me for minutes, just squirming a little as she enjoyed the feeling of me inside her. &#034I woke in the ...
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