She directed me into our den. The furniture in this room is very large, heavy wood framed leather. She told me to lay on the floor with my head and shoulders propped up on some pillows right in front of the large couch. Before laying down however, she'd had me help her move the easy chair into a place facing the couch but only about four feet away. It didn't take long before I realized why, but I still had no idea what she had in mind. Once I was positioned, she secured my wrists to the legs on the couch. My legs were forced wide apart by the presences of the chair and once she secured my ankles to the back legs of it, I was quite immobile. That accomplished, she removed the cock cage. The furniture was far too heavy for me to move, except possibly I could push the chair around a few inches, but what would be the point. My arms were held straight out from my shoulders and my legs spread very wide. I felt quite vulnerable and my cock and balls were very exposed. I was sure that was the point, but I was becoming very curious as to what was she was going to do next. Lisa asked if I was comfortable. I answered honestly that I was. In fact it was a position I could probably stay in for quite a while before it bothered me. It would turn out that was a good thing.
"For 45 minutes I am going to torment you. At first it will be very pleasurable, but you can be sure I won't let you cum and it will become very frustrating very fast. You can beg, in fact I'd like that, it turns me on to hear it, and you can plead. You can do whatever you want, but you won't be able to stop it. I'm going to drive you wild for 45 non-stop minutes. The good news for you is that you're going to get 20 points for it. No bonuses, but no penalties either, since there isn't anything you can do one way or the other. So you see, by 3:00 you'll be almost half way there and you'll still have five hours left for us to play" The grin on her face was unbelievable. I'd never seen her look so mischievous. "Well, I'd better go get ready now. Wait right here" she giggled.
She was gone about 10 minutes. When she returned, I must had gasped rather loudly. "So you like?" She had on a pair of lace topped stockings. The lace was pink, the perfect color to set off her hair and complexion, the stockings themselves were "nude" a slightly tan color that contrasted with her milky white skin in an amazing way. They were supported by a frilly pink lace garter belt. A matching pair of pink lace panties and bra comprised the rest of her outfit. The whole ensemble was something I'd given her as a gift from Victoria's Secret several years before. I hadn't seen it on her in a very long time, I didn't even know she still had them. The sight of her in this outfit literally took my breath away. Since I'd had a while to rest, my cock was almost fully soft, the sight of Lisa changed that immediately.
"Mmm, I see you do. In spite of the wonderful orgasms you've given me, and you really have done a splendid job, I need to relax for a while. I'm going for a glass of Chardonnay, do you want to come with me, opps, sorry again!"
She returned with a glass of wine and a book. What the Hell is going on, I wondered? I soon found out. Lisa sat in the chair, which now meant I couldn't move it at all, even if I wanted to. She started reading her book and sipping her wine, and acting as if I wasn't even there. That didn't last long, at least not from my perspective. I don't have a foot fetish, but I do love the feel of silk against any part of me, especially my cock. Very soon her foot was resting on my cock. She began to slide it up and down my shaft, putting only a small amount of pressure on my organ. She put the ball of her foot at the base of my cock and then slid it up until it slid over the glans and off the very tip. This meant her arch was now resting over the length of my cock and her heel pushing gently on my balls. At this point she started to roll my cock from side to side. She kept this up for a while and then her toes went to work on my cock head. Soon she slid her toes back down the shaft and started to massage my balls with them.
It was as Lisa had foretold, it was very pleasurable at first, but in a very short time, given my state caused by last night and today, I was on the verge of cumming once again. Lisa varied the stimulation. She would use one foot, then the other and then she would use both at once, for example she would trap my shaft between her arches and slowly stroke up and down. The combination of the silky stocking and the fact that the space between her feet was big enough that my cock was just lightly pressured, was keeping me constantly stimulated, but it wasn't sufficient to push me over to orgasm. I was beginning to think I would literally go mad.
Even though she seemed to be paying no attention to me at all, Lisa was once again as good as her word. She had me on the edge of cumming the whole while, but never quite enough to finish. She would somehow know when she had to take a break, but it was always very short and she would quickly be back at it just as soon as I calmed down even the slightest. I was soon begging for relief. Again swearing I'd do ANYTHING if she would just let me cum. I was moaning a lot too.
Suddenly the phone rang. Much to my amazement, Lisa picked up the cordless phone sitting on the table next to her. Before she pushed the Talk button she looked at me and while smiling, said "If you aren't quiet while I'm on the phone, you WILL lose points."
"Hello KATHY, I haven't talked to you in forever, how are you?" All the while, her feet never skipped a beat.
Let me tell you about Kathy. My wife Lisa is quite a good looking, well built woman. However, Kathy is something else again. Centerfold good looks. Victoria's Secret catalog material, need I go on? In any case, she is almost as tall as me (I'm 5'11") about 5'8" or 9", she is slender, but has a GREAT body. Tight ass; large, firm tits; longish blond hair, blue eyes that you can melt in. Very beautiful face, long slender fingers, the kind of muscular legs that look sculpted. You get the idea, she is drop dead gorgeous. A definite head turner. The kind of woman that men, me included, have fantasies about.
While Lisa's feet were busy with my cock, she was having the most average conversation with Kathy, in fact I was barely paying any attention to it under the circumstances. I was mostly concerned with staying quiet, which was no small feat (no pun intended). I did hear her ask Kathy if she could hold for a minute.
"I know how you fantasize about Kathy, should I inviter her over to join us?" Lisa asked with a smile.
"God NO, absolutely not, please don't do that!" First, I'd never said what I thought about Kathy, but wives obviously can tell these things, second, I never would have considered that Lisa would follow through on such a thing, but then in the last 24 hours I'd come to realize that Lisa was still much more of a mystery to me than I'd thought.
She just giggled and said "Don't worry, I'm not going to do that this time, besides I want you all to myself today."
"This time" I thought? Still doing a number with her feet, Lisa returned to the phone.
"Sorry, I had to check on the meat" she started. "Oh just hanging around the house, not doing much. Having a relaxing weekend so far. Actually, I'm being a bit of a cock tease, I started last night doing little things to get Peter hot. You know brushing against him, dressing a little sexy. By tonight I imagine he'll really be in the mood. Some day soon, maybe I'll fill you in on the details. Okay, lets do it soon. Gotta run now, bye." My god did Lisa have a talent for understatement. I couldn't believe the conversation she had just had with Kathy. Frankly, it scared me.
"Well, time's up" Lisa announced. "That 45 minutes just flew by, didn't it" she smiled. She mentioned that I'd made a mess of her stockings and proceeded to put on an amazing show of sliding her ass to the front of the chair and rolling down each stocking very sexily. As she did this I had a direct view of her lace clad snatch and could see the very moist spot there too.
I think you need to clean up this mess since you caused it. She then drove me more insane by slowly slipping her panties off and tossing them over my face. With that she strolled out of the room, giving me a beautiful view of her naked ass as she left. "I'll be back" she voiced over her shoulder as she left.
Lisa had been gone for quite a while, when she returned it was obvious she had freshened up. She had put on a heavy dose of my favorite perfume. And was wearing a pink cashmere sweater and nothing else. It was just long enough to cover her ass cheeks and it was unbuttoned as far as possible without her tits falling all the way out, though it was such a fine material that her nipples created two peaks that were clearly visible.
She'd been gone long enough that I was mostly soft again, so she quickly replaced the cage. Lisa released me and then she picked up the stockings and panties she had been wearing and handed them to me. Your next task is to hand wash these. She sent me straight to the laundry sink to begin. As I worked, she came up behind me and leaned against my back. Rubbing her tits on me through the incredibly soft wool. She also reached around and started playing with my nipples.
"Hurry up and finish those, you're using up valuable time. Its four o'clock and you still need over 50 points. I'm afraid you aren't going to make it."
I nearly started to cry, "Please, don't do this, I can't stand it. I'll work harder, anything, PLEASE, just give me a chance to earn the points, please." I was reduced to frantic begging.
"Calm down" she said, "I'll give you the opportunity to still get to 100, but it is going to get much harder from now on. Here is what we're going to do." Lisa went on to inform me that she was getting so high from playing with my cock and balls and frustrating me so much, that from now until 8:00, she was going to do increasingly maddening things to me. Things that would make the foot episode seem like a break. (I knew that was impossible, but I didn't doubt that she hadn't reached her capacity for driving me wild.) "For you to reach 100 points, we're going to have to be at it almost non-stop though. Oh, don't worry too much, I'll give you regular breaks" she paused, then went on "so I can sit on your face and relieve MY tension. It probably won't help your situation much, but those are the breaks" she giggled. "Oh yeah, don't forget you need to contribute some ideas of your own. I'd be thinking if I were you, and you won't make it unless they are really good!"
"Now, we better get started or you'll run out of time, what's next? I know!" she exclaimed.
We were soon back in the bedroom, with me once again spread eagle on the bed. Lisa began another long, torturously slow blow job. It started out as a good, solid, wet blow job of deep slow strokes, taking almost all of my cock on each down stroke. Naturally it was no time at all before I was on the edge again. Once there Lisa held me there with a variety of techniques. She was relentless, never backing off more than a fraction, just enough to keep me from cumming, but never enough to stop the twitching and throbbing of being 'right there'. She licked my balls and even took them in her mouth and sucked on them. This was even worse than the ball massages she had given me earlier. She would lick slowly up the underside giving a special attention of tongue flicks to that most sensitive spot just under the head. She would swirl her tongue around and around the head, occasionally taking the tip of it and wiping a drop of precum right out of my pee hole. She would gently bite the head all over, scraping her teeth over the most sensitive spots.
There was never a let up, never a chance to recover even slightly. She constantly changed the stimulation and went through all her tricks over and over, but in a different order each time. I completely lost of all sense of time. I was simply crazy. True to her word, this was the most frustrating scene yet. The notion that Lisa intended to make each new session "better" than the last was incomprehensible, but I no longer doubted that she both could and would. I moaned and begged and thrashed and carried on. I knew it would do no good, but I couldn't help it. I begged her over and over to finish me. The more I exhibited my agony the more excited Lisa became.
Also true to her word, I got short breaks every so often, how often I have no idea. During those breaks, Lisa would straddle my face and nearly smother me with her cunt as I made her cum. I swear each one was more powerful than the last.
During the next few hours I lost track of almost everything. I do remember that one of my "suggestions" had me giving her back door a thorough tongue worshiping including a virtual session of anal intercourse with my tongue as a phallus. All during this she was position so as to be able to continue stimulating my cock and balls, which she did non-stop.
By the time we started the final session of this three hour marathon (although I didn't know at the time that it was to be the final, nor did I have any idea how long we had been at it since my last real break) my jaw was aching and my tongue was nearly numb from the numerous times Lisa had used my face as a fleshy vibrator.
Once again Lisa proved to be a woman of her word. This last session was definitely even more difficult for me than any of the earlier ones. She started what was to be 60 non-stop minutes of slow masturbation (discussed earlier). Only this time she added several new innovations. For starters she was using some kind of lubricant that while quite soothing to my nearly raw dick, reduced the friction so substantially that her strokes were far less efficient at moving me closer to orgasm. Of course they didn't let me recover at all either. Both influences were exactly as she planned. Consequently she was able to perform the 10 fast firm strokes more often. She also developed a method of doing a large number of very, very slow strokes of just my shaft with one hand while the other well lubricated hand would rotate and rotate as if on a slippery doorknob, first the head of my cock then on my balls. Alternating back and forth, back and forth while the slow stokes of my shaft continued uninterrupted for an eternity. Then more of the fast, firm strokes.
Every time I thought I had reached a limit beyond which it was impossible to feel more stimulation and more frustration without cumming, Lisa proved able to push me to yet another level. When she stopped, I didn't even realize she had for a moment. Blue balls doesn't remotely begin to describe what I was feeling. My scrotum felt (and looked for all I know) like a very ripe tomato, with the skin stretched so tight that the slightest touch would cause it to explode. My balls felt as if they must be at least twice their normal size, again perhaps they really were.
It was almost 7:00. Just one hour to go until "the final hour". I still needed 10 more points to reach 100. "You still have to come up with one last idea" Lisa pointed out. "You'd better make it very good, because otherwise you will have to endure my best hour of teasing yet - knowing there will be no relief at the end!" My mind was screaming, what could I suggest that she would agree was worth the ten points. I knew one aspect that she would love, but wasn't sure I could do it, however if I didn't come up with something good enough the consequences were too much to bear! I decided to explain my plan and preyed it was good enough.
"I think you'll like this" I started. "It really is the most frustrating thing I can think of."
"I like it already" Lisa grinned.
I continued to explain what would in fact be the most frustrating hour I could imagine. First, since if I didn't earn 10 points I'd be short of the necessary 100, and because any extra points wouldn't matter. I suggested an all or nothing situation. If I was successful, I had the 100 points. If I failed, it was over. I'd have to submit to Lisa's "super hour" and suffer the consequence of not cumming at the end.
Here was the challenge. Lisa would leave me tied spread eagle on the bed. Then I would have to endure (10 times, one for each necessary point) her lowering her pussy onto my cock. Once all the way inside her, she would do that unbelievably maddening trick of hers, where she squeezes my cock by contracting the muscles in her vagina walls. Believe me, she can make a cock feel it! But even in my state, the squeezing wouldn't be enough of the right kind of stimulation to get me off. She would have to slide on and off very, very slowly though. And that would just serve to exacerbate the total frustration. Even though I would be tied, it would be impossible to totally immobilize me, therefore I added the rule that I mustn't move while I was inside of her. If I tried to thrust or even squirm, again I lost.
Lisa was positively jubilant. "I love it!" she squealed. "You realize that you've given me a huge challenge don't you. I don't want you to get to cum tonight, but I promised if you get to 100 points it will be up to you. So now all I have to do is make you squirm or thrust and YOU DON'T GET TO CUM. Plus I still get my last hour! Its perfect! I love you Peter." With that she bent over and gave me a very loving kiss.
Though I knew Lisa was sopping, she still ran to the bathroom to retrieve that super slick lube of hers. She wasn't taking any chances that she might push me over the edge. In fact, she told me that just thinking about it was turning her on so much that she wasn't sure she could control herself once I was inside her. "I know" she chirped with that evil grin again, "I'll just let you make me cum once more before we start." With that she spun around and wiggled her cunt right down on my face. It took only a moment before she was shuddering all over one more time.
After a couple of minutes to recover she positioned herself so she could slide onto my cock, but not before she slathered the lube all up and down my shaft. "Here we go!" And with that she started lowering herself. I couldn't believe how slowly she slid down my shaft. Lisa and I had played this game before, but never when I was in a state anything like this. It took every bit of will power I had not to thrust up into her. Finally she was all the way down. Once, twice, three times she contracted her cunt on me. I knew I'd gone too far. There was no way I could do this ten times. I was already sweating profusely and my muscles were starting to tremble. At last she slid all the way off. I realized my eyes were screwed shut. When I opened them I saw Lisa looking down at me with the smile of the cat who ate the canary. With no further pause, she started to lower herself again. I managed to keep from moving again, but on the second squeeze I could feel that I was about to cum. "YES" screamed my mind, but of course Lisa sensed it too and quickly pulled off. She was just barely in time. My cock was pulsing and flowing cum freely, but I didn't orgasm. It was the closest I been yet, and the most frustrating experience of all!
"Wow, that was close" Lisa exclaimed. "I'm going to have to let you cool down a bit between each time, I see." As she said that, she poured some more lube on my cock to reduce the friction even more. The next three were much like the first, but increasingly it was harder for me to lie still. Yet so far I was managing. I could sense that Lisa was actually a bit frustrated. It was even more obvious now that she was getting off on the entire situation as much because of my frustration and her control over it than she was over the plentiful orgasms she was having. She clearly wanted to see me lose my opportunity to cum at the end of the night. Number six was her increased attempt to make me lose. She started as before, but after the squeezes, she started to rotate her hips. This didn't produce any stroking motion, but had the effect of rubbing around the head of my cock much like her doorknob hand trick. She continued the rotation as she slowly withdrew.
The urge to thrust grew much stronger. I knew that two or three thrusts and I would explode. It was only clinging to the knowledge that one thrust and the whole thing would end with me still throbbing, that allowed me to keep still. Since the first few had gone quickly there was nearly a half hour left before 8 (Lisa had made it very clear the final hour would start at 8 sharp). So Lisa took longer between the next ones, and used lube every time. Each time she increased the number of squeezes and the amount of hip rotation. I was barely hanging on. Sweat was pouring off my whole body. My muscles were getting cramped from the tension. But I had survived the first nine times. I couldn't give in now.
On the tenth time Lisa was really trying to make me cave in. She must have given seven or eight squeezes and was rotating her hips as she squeezed. I was going crazy. Finally she slowly pulled off. "Well, just one more to go" she said with that smile again.
"What! That was already 10" I yelled. "Peter, you must have lost count in all the excitement." I started to argue, but Lisa simply said "Peter" very sharply. I knew it had already been ten, but I also knew it was pointless to argue.
After the longest rest between times yet, Lisa started to lower herself on to my just lubed cock again. Only this was different, she had laid her face against mine, and her tits were laying on my chest. Her knees were below my hips rather than along side of them as they had been. And she was lowering herself faster than before albeit still quite slowly. This time when I was fully inside her she didn't squeeze or rotate or anything she just started back up. Just as my cock head was about to pop out she started back down, even slower. My God, she was very slowly fucking me! Had I won, did she need this too. I had no idea what was going on. After about four strokes I was ready to explode, this time as she reached the top of her stroke she stopped. My cock was just barely held in her cunt. She whispered in my ear, "Don't you want to cum now? Just a few more strokes and I know you'll erupt inside me. Doesn't my baby want to finish fucking me?" She went on in her sexiest bedroom voice. How I stayed still, I don't know. But I did. Finally she let me slide all the way out and she flopped on her back next to me on the bed.
"I can't believe you made it" was all she said. Obviously Lisa was getting a bit exhausted herself. "But you did" she went on, "so after this final hour, you are going to get to cum if you want. I won't go back on my word." I could tell she meant it. I didn't even notice at the time how she had added "... if you want."
"I'm going to get a damp cloth and refresh you before we start. I need to get a couple of other things too. Do you want a drink of water?" she asked.
"Yes, please" I responded weakly, as she walked out of the room.
When she returned she had a damp cloth, a glass of water and some other things which she set where I couldn't really see them. She gave me sips of water and gently wiped off my forehead, then the rest of my face and continued in a non-sensual way to give me an efficient yet pleasant sponge bath. Lisa had also slipped on one of my dress shirts and while still quite sexy, it momentarily took away the added stimulation of looking at her gorgeous bod. After a few minutes, I was at least more comfortable and calmed down somewhat. My cock was no longer rock hard, but still a long ways from being soft.
"Okay, back to work." quipped Lisa. "Almost time for our final hour, then if you still want, I'll untie you and you can finally cum." It still wasn't making any sense to me, what would make Lisa think I wouldn't want to cum at the end of the next hour. I was sure that I'd need to cum even more after whatever she had in mind for this finale. Lisa picked up one of the items she'd laid down out of my sight and then leaned over my stomach so I couldn't see what was going on. Soon I felt her attaching something around the top of my sack and at the base of my slightly soft cock. I'd never seen one in person, nor worn one, but I was pretty sure I knew what she was up to.
Soon I was able to view her handiwork and I was right. It was a short(only about a half inch) ball stretcher and a cock ring. It pushed my balls down further into my scrotum, which as full as they were, swelled my ball sac even tighter and also put an effective clamp around the top of my sac. It also put a tight ring at the base of my cock, which quickly made my cock even bigger, harder and more purple!
"In your condition this won't keep you from cumming, but it will slow you down. It means I can push you even more than I have without you being able to get off" Lisa said, with the biggest grin I'd seen so far. "Let me demonstrate." With that she turned on a 60 minute timer, informing me it was exactly eight o'clock and for the next solid hour she was going to show me what cock torture really felt like.
She began to prove her point by sucking on my cock while she caressed my balls. She gave me the kind of blowjob that would have had me shooting in seconds if it weren't for the cock ring, but she was able to slowly suck my cock over and over without me cumming. It felt like each suck would do it, and my balls got tighter and tighter, but no matter how hard I tried to cum that damn ring kept it from happening. She kept this up for a while and when it felt like the skin on my cock was about to split and I was certain that ring or not I was going to cum, she stopped.
She reached under the bed and pulled out something I didn't even know she'd put there. A feather. A very long, fully plumed feather. She started with my nipples, but quickly moved to my balls. Around and around and around. She worked the tip up near my asshole, while constantly tickling the back of my balls. Soon she was stroking my cock with it. Up and down the underside of the shaft. Then tortuously around the head. She even touched the very bottom end of it to my pee hole, then slowly dragged the whole length of it through that very sensitive slit.
Her next trick was to put on a very soft fur mitten of some kind and rub it all over my cock and balls. She never stroked me, but just ran it around my balls and up and down my cock and swirled it around and around my knob. The continuously changing stimuli were really getting to me.
I was once again sobbing and begging. And the more I did the wilder it made her. She did everything she'd already done and more. She poured oil on me and massaged my balls while playing doorknob with my cock head. She raked her nails from my ass to my pee hole, repeatedly. She had been right about one thing, the ball stretcher and cock ring allowed her to push me much further. Many times it felt like I was going to cum, but it never quite happened. I would actually feel the very beginning of an orgasm, but she would instantly stop and the cock ring was enough to keep me from going over the edge. It was, as Lisa had promised, by far the most maddening yet. Soon I was in a complete daze.
When finally I realized the timer had gone off and Lisa had stopped, I didn't know how long I'd been incoherent. Lisa was just smiling at me and that was all. Many minutes went by. My breathing began to approach normal. My cock had softened just enough for Lisa to remove the ring and stretcher, which she did.
Neither of us spoke of move for quite a while. Finally Lisa said, "Its over. You made it through the 24 hours. Peter, I loved it. It turned me on more than my wildest dreams. I'm so glad I found out about this fantasy side of you. Now do you know the difference between wanting to cum and needing to?"
"Oh yes!" was all I could reply.
"And do you need to cum now."
"You know I do!"
"Answer me directly, do you NEED to? Can you wait any longer?"
"Lisa I need to cum now, I can't wait any more. Please untie me and let me fuck you!"
"Okay, if that's what you want, then I'll untie you now. Is that what you want?"
"YES!" I yelled. "Untie me now, I NEED to cum!"
"Okay, but before I do, there is something you need to know about the choice you are making. If I untie you now..." Lisa paused, finally she continued "and the choice is yours, but if I untie you now, this will never happen again. Peter, I've loved this and I don't want it to end, so.." I tried to interrupt her, but she told me to be quiet and listen and she'd explain everything.
"I did this in the first place because I knew it was your fantasy, but I never imagined how much I was going to love it. Now I want to do more of it, and I think you probably want me to. But, if you chose to be untied now and fuck me, this will be a one time shot. However, if you agree to wait until morning to cum, I'll accommodate your fantasy often. You have to admit, your cock hasn't ever seen this much attention before, and from the way its getting harder again, I'd say it likes it!" she giggled.
It was true, Lisa talking about future teasing was making me hard again. My mind was mush one more time. Did I want to go through this ever again? It had been so unbelievably frustrating, but at the same time I'd never been so turned on! But I needed to cum so bad. Could I wait any longer?
While this was all running through my mind, Lisa upped the ante "And, if you agree to wait until morning, you can have your way with me all day. I'll do anything you want. You can have all the blowjobs you ask for. You can even do it up my ass if you want." This last comment was really something. Lisa really doesn't like to be fucked in the ass, but she knows it turns me on a lot. "Peter, please do this for me, do this for us. I know we'll both be glad, and I'm sure we'll have sex far more than we used to." Lisa was really pouring it on. She really wanted to get me to wait one more night, but I also knew she wanted to tease my cock all the more in the future. One thing I was sure of, Lisa is so stubborn, that if she said she would never do it again unless I was willing to wait until morning, she would stick to it.
Suddenly I heard myself saying "Okay, I'll wait if that's what you want, but only on one condition." Lisa asked what the condition was. "No more teasing tonight, I can't take any more." And I meant it, I could wait until morning, but I really had reached my limit for now.
Lisa bounced on the bed and squealed "Peter, I really do love you. You've made me so happy! And I'm almost exhausted myself, so no more teasing tonight. It's a deal. But I'm so turned on by this that I've got to cum one more time or I'll never get to sleep." And with that Lisa spun around and lowered herself on to my face once again. I attacked her clit with all my might. Soon she was shuddering in yet another orgasm. Slowly she slid down on the bed beside me and kissed my cheek.
Lisa pulled the covers over us and cuddled up again. Her hand was gently holding my balls. "Lisa, you promised no teasing" "Shh," was all she said, "that's not teasing, this is." And she started to slowly stroke my cock. Before I could say anything else, she shifted her hand back to my balls and held them softly. The message was clear and I said nothing further.
For the second night in a row, here I was; tied to the bed, more horny than I'd ever been in my whole life, with my naked sexy wife laying beside me thoroughly sated with more orgasms in one day than in a normal month. I was so exhausted that in spite of everything I was starting to drift off when Lisa whispered one last thing in my ear. "Earlier this evening you said you needed to cum and you couldn't wait any longer. Obviously that wasn't true. You're going to have to pay for that you know." And with that she relaxed into a deep sleep.
I woke slowly. I realized I was still tied spread eagle on our bed. Lisa was still sound asleep. I began to think about the last 36 hours. Once again I was amazed to realize that I was getting hard just thinking about it. Could it really have only been that long. It seemed like forever. I was very unsure what the future was going to look like. I was about to get a glimpse however.
Not much later Lisa awoke. As she shook off her sleepiness she cuddled up close. "How's my toy this morning?" she asked as she reached down for my cock. "Ooo, glad to see me. Can't wait to have your way with me, huh? Want to fuck me with this big, hard cock? Fuck me hard? Cum hard, deep inside me? Or maybe you want to cum in my mouth, and have me swallow every drop? Is that what you want? Oh, I know. You want to fuck my ass. Pound away and cum deep inside of me. Is that it?" She was taunting me mercilessly. I was rock hard by now. My cock throbbing. I was moaning incoherently. I couldn't wait for her to release me. I just couldn't decide which of the scenarios she had just described I was going to live out first.
And with that she started to slowly stroke my cock. "Stop!" I insisted, "you said you'd untie me and you also said no more teasing."
"Peter, don't start being whiny already. First we agreed to wait until morning. We didn't say first thing in the morning. The morning doesn't end until noon. 11:59 is still morning. Secondly, I agreed to, and I quote, 'no more teasing tonight'. It is no longer 'tonight', its now this morning. No one talked about teasing this morning."
I could see I'd been had. I was sure Lisa was going to keep her word, but nothing more than that. Which meant I was in for more torture for a few hours I feared. And with that she began to slowly stroke my cock. After the last two days of almost non stop cock teasing. And being brought to the edge of orgasm more times than I could count, only to be left hanging every time, I was crazed and ready to cum within a minute or two.
Lisa just smiled and kept slowly stroking my cock, keeping me right on the edge, just as she had for the last two days. Soon precum was freely flowing. "Its going to feel so good when you finally get to cum, isn't it babe? I can't wait to untie you and feel that big hard cock deep inside me. Maybe I should just do it now, what do you think?"
Yes her taunting was taking the whole element of teasing to yet another level. I knew nothing I could say or do would change Lisa's plans, whatever they were. She started to lick me, pushing me right to the edge and then holding me there with licks and flicks of her tongue in just the right places. But never quite enough.
I don't know how long she went on, pushing me right to the brink and then letting me cool off. She must have done it at least six times by now. I was moaning and begging and thrashing around. All to no avail. My cock was hard as steel, the head of it was a deep purple and my balls were swollen and sore. I was very near my absolute limit. Lisa must have known it too.
Suddenly she said, "I am too horny to keep this up any longer!" With that she spun around and lowered her sopping pussy to my face. As she did, I heard her say "If you do me really, really good, I'm going to release you. I'm ready to get fucked by that big hard cock."
I gave it my all. I licked between her lips and slid my tongue deep inside her cunt. Soon I was licking and biting her clit. As she started to squirm seriously I sucked on her love button as hard as I could and flicked it with my tongue constantly. Soon she exploded love juice all over my face. She collapsed on the bed next to me. Still touching my cock ever so gently.
After a few minutes she started to move a bit. Soon I realized she was doing something to my leg restraints. It finally dawned on me, she was undoing them. Was this it? Was she finally going to turn me loose?
She undid both of my legs. She positioned her self kneeling between my legs. And taking one nut in each hand she started a careful examination of them. Rolling them each between her fingers and thumb. "My God these are full" she giggled. "You REALLY must need to cum by now. I can't imagine what kind of a load this is going to be."
Suddenly she moved to a position straddling my torso, sitting on my lower ribcage. She leaned forward, which had the effect of hanging her tits right in my face. I quickly started to suck and lick her left nipple. To my surprise she let me continue. While I was working on her nipples she was undoing my wrist restraints. Soon she sat up with her hands on her hips and with a big smile on her face looked down at me and simply said, "Well?"
I was free! My sexy wife, who had been tormenting me mercilessly nearly non stop for two days was just sitting there smiling at me. And I wasn't moving. While my cock had evidently developed a mind of its own, my brain had apparently atrophied to the point of not functioning. Fortunately for me, my cock was all that would be necessary in the short term.
After a few more seconds of stunned inaction, I grabbed Lisa around the waist and flipped her on her back. (Lisa is built like a brick shit house, but not a very large woman. Being rather big and fairly strong, it isn't hard for me to pick her up or move her around.) I was instantly on top of her, and between her legs. The smile on her face only widened.
Normally I'm a pretty sensitive lover, caring about Lisa's pleasure just as much as mine. Right at this moment I didn't care if she still had a pulse! I rammed my cock in her fast and hard. Fortunately for us both she was in the same state of total animal lust I was and was as slick as could be. I fucked her as hard and fast as I could. Slamming my cock into her pussy over and over.
I doubt it lasted more than a minute. I exploded with the most violent, intense orgasm of my life. Some sort of primal scream came from my mouth, though I barely recognized that it was happening. My cock went through spasm after spasm of shooting cum deep insider her. I can only imagine the volume, but it took many ball draining contractions before it was over.
Lisa's legs were wrapped very tightly around my waist, squeezing me like a vise. The excitement of the whole experience and the animalistic aura of the situation had her cumming hard too. Even though she had cum just a short time before and this coupling had lasted far less time than was normally required to get her off.
We collapsed on the bed, holding each other close and breathing very hard. Neither of us spoke or even moved for quite some time. Not having slept much or well for the last two nights, I dozed off. I don't know how long it was, but I woke to Lisa stroking my cock. Soon I was wide awake, hard again and ready for more. I decided what I wanted next. I slapped Lisa, affectionately, on her ass and told her to get up on her hands and knees. I grabbed the KY out of the night stand and thoroughly lubed up my dick. I positioned myself behind Lisa and placed my cock head right against her ass hole. "Oh no, not that!" she whispered.
"Oh yes, that!" I replied.
I grabbed Lisa by the hips and slowly pulled her onto my cock. I watched my cock disappear inside her, as her opening stretched wider and wider to accommodate me. I was soon buried balls deep in my wife's gorgeous round ass. I started to pump in and out, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Soon I was fucking her hard and fast. With each stroke Lisa let out a little moan. I could tell she wasn't enjoying this. Perhaps it was a slight sadistic streak, perhaps revenge for the last two days, in either case hearing her expressions of discomfort were turning me on all the more.
Lisa was so tight back there that my cock was being squeezed very tightly. In spite of cumming fairly recently, I was quickly building to another climax. I was determined to make this last as long as I possibly could. I had learned something about delaying an orgasm in the last 48 hours however. I kept slamming in and out of Lisa's bum just as hard as I could. She was squirming and trying to pull away, but I held her tightly. Her struggles were stimulating my cock all the more and as she started to be vocal about her displeasure with having her ass violated I exploded deep inside her bowels. I held her tight to me as my cock went through its spasms, and only after I softened did I withdraw.
This time I was the only one to collapse on the bed, Lisa more or less stomped off to the bathroom. I must admit to having a rather wicked grin on my face for the first time in quite a while. As I laid there I started to wonder if I'd pissed Lisa off. She had promised that I could have my way with her and even mentioned anal sex herself the night before, but the way things had been going for the last two days, I wasn't sure what to expect when she came back.
It was quite some time before she returned. Much to my relief, she showed no sign of being upset. In fact she appeared to be acting exceptionally sexy and playful. At her suggestion we were off to the kitchen to get a bite of food. Lisa was doing her flirty, teasy "thing". Giving me quite an eyeful regularly, rubbing up against me and being very touchy, feely.
We spent then next couple of hours doing normal Sunday afternoon things, except for Lisa's sexy behavior. About mid afternoon Lisa suggested that we were both pretty sticky and ought to go take a shower - together. This sounded good to me. Off to the bathroom we headed.
Once in the shower, Lisa asked me to wash her. I was glad to accommodate. I spent a good deal of time on her breasts. I'm an incurable tit man. Lisa knows that she can use her nearly perfect chest to major advantage when it comes to controlling me. I concentrated significant attention on her nipples which were little steel points by now. After quite some time focused on her breasts I finally moved to her crotch. Soon she was holding herself up by wrapping her arms around my neck. I was pushing her closer and closer and finally over the edge into a shuttering orgasm. After a short time of hanging on me while she recovered, she finally supported herself enough to lean against the tile wall and started to soap up my cock and balls. Slowly and very gently caressing my already erect shaft.
After a short time period of this I pointed out that she had promised no teasing today. Her counter went like this, "This isn't teasing, this is foreplay. When we're done here I'm going to take you into the bedroom. I'm going to lay you on the bed. And then while I play with your balls, I'm going to slowly and steadily suck and lick your cock. I'm going to build to the most mind blowing cum for you. Taking my time, but moving you constantly closer to cumming. And when you are finally ready and just have to explode, I'm going to suck every drop of cum out of your balls through the head of your cock. And Peter, I'm not going to spill a drop."
This was having the obviously intended effect of driving me wild. By now I was the one weak in the knees and leaning against the tile, while Lisa was pressing her tits against my chest and looking straight into my eyes while she constantly stroked and massaged my cock and balls.
"Lets go to the bed now" I implored.
"You want me to stop this?" she stroked my cock hard and fast as she said this "Don't you like what I'm doing?" Lisa was playing with my mind again.
"I want you to suck my cock until I cum" was the best I could do.
"So you do want me to stop?" she asked as she stroked my cock.
"No you know I don't want you to stop! But I do want you to take me to bed and suck my cock!"
"Okay, lets go."
I literally dragged Lisa dripping wet into our bedroom and flopped on the bed. True to her word, she began the most unbelievable blow job I'd ever had. She was licking and sucking my cock while she played with my balls. She was slowly, but steadily bringing me up to an orgasm. It was much like what she had done for the two prior days, except it kept building, never backing off. I was getting wild. I had a hold of her by the hair and was literally fucking her mouth. She didn't seem to mind. She was intent on attacking my cock with her lips and tongue. Soon I couldn't take any more. I erupted. Lisa sucked for all she was worth. True to her word, she didn't lose a drop. She held my balls as I came. Gently squeezing every last bit out of them. As I finally untensed, she laid next to me and held me close. She kissed me fully. I could taste my own cum as she snaked her tongue deep in mouth. While she had never done this before, I knew what this was. While I'd never tasted my own cum before, women had been doing this since the beginning of time. I was smart enough not to complain.
Once again I was drained. In all ways. We lay in each others arms, dozing off and on for I don't know how long. I was extremely satisfied. And happy. I sensed Lisa was too. Finally we mustered the energy to get up and put on some clothes. It was nearly time for dinner by now. Lisa got me a beer and suggested I watch the game while she fixed us something to eat. I wasn't sure if I should be suspicious or if Lisa was simply proving to me that when she promised me a day of pure pleasure for waiting one more night to cum, she was going to keep her word. As she fixed us a wonderful meal I finally decided that Lisa was just trying to make sure that she could get me to go along with just about anything she wanted by making sure I'd believe what ever payoff she promised. My head was still spinning over the whole weekend, but I must admit I'd never felt happier.
Much earlier than normal I said I was going to turn in. I was truly drained and exhausted. Sleep was all I could think about. Uncharacteristically Lisa said she would join me. Normal she isn't an early to bed person and when I do, she usually sits up and reads. Shortly we were both in bed cuddling gently. I was on the verge of dozing off when Lisa started to stroke my cock again. "Baby, there is no way!" I said sleepily.
"Wanna' bet?" was her reply.
I couldn't imagine there was any way that Lisa could get me off again after what had already gone on today. She seemed determined however. "Peter, this cock belongs to me now" she said matter of factly. "I can make it cum, or NOT cum as I choose. Do you want to bet whether or not I can make you cum again right now?"
If I'd learned anything in the last couple of days, it would be not to make a bet like that with Lisa. "No, I don't want to bet" I replied.
"Smart choice" she said. "Now just lay back and enjoy."
So I did.
Lisa got out some oil and knelt between my thighs. It did take a while, but soon I was getting hard again and I must admit it felt pretty damn good having her stoking my slippery cock and playing with my balls. Lisa was using all the tricks she done during my day and a half of teasing, but once again she kept me getting closer and closer, albeit very slowly. It was starting to build quite nicely and was just at the point where there was no way I wanted her to stop when she asked, "Should I stop now?"
I moaned and replied no.
"Are you sure, you said there was no way. If you aren't enjoying this I don't want to keep going. Are you enjoying it?"
"God yes!" I replied, "don't stop!"
"Peter, you've already cum three times today, don't you want to save something for later, maybe tomorrow or the next day?"
"No, I want to cum now" I was getting very close and had no intention of asking her to stop for any reason.
Then she gave me cause for reflection, "So you don't want to cum again tomorrow or the next day? How about the day after that, or even the next day, don't you want to cum any of those days?"
"Lisa, you promised, no teasing and I could cum all I wanted today" I was nearly yelling now, and getting very, very close.
"Oh Peter, does this feeling like teasing? I'm going to make you cum if you want. I'm just negotiating a bit, I never said I wouldn't do that, now did I? In fact, it seems to me that talking about stopping is making you even harder."
It was amazing but true, since she had started talking about me waiting to cum, I was getting harder and wanting to cum all the more.
"So you'd rather cum today than for the next four days," she was giggling and smiling now, as she kept stroking me and pushing me closer to orgasm "how about for the next five days, still rather cum now?"
I now knew where this was leading, but was helpless to do anything about it. Lisa had me needing, rather wanting, to cum so much I wasn't about to ask her to stop.
"Oh Peter, I think you're getting very close now. If you want to cum in the next six days you better ask me to stop before its to late."
I just moaned. I was right on the edge now and Lisa was steadily pushing me toward it.
"Hmm, well last chance I think, would you rather cum now or wait seven more days to cum again?" And with that she held my balls firmly in one hand and did tight, firm, long strokes making sure her thumb was stimulating my frenum on each stroke. It was too much, I exploded.
"Oops too late, I would never have thought after three times already today, you would have chosen to wait another week to cum just so you could have a fourth. Greedy little boy aren't you?" And she started to laugh.
As I calmed down, I began to fully realize what had happened. "Lisa, that's not..."
"Shh, she interrupted. Its late and we're both tired." With that she got up and headed to the bathroom. When she returned in just a few minutes, she had a warm cloth. She cleaned me up and slipped into bed.
I tried once more to protest how she had manipulated me, but again she just hushed me. "Peter, are you happy?"
I had to admit I was.
"Did you enjoy your weekend?"
I hesitated, but finally admitted that I did.
"Are you satisfied?"
No pause was required, "You know I am" I said.
"Good, I'm glad. Because its going to be a long time before you have a day like today again. In fact its going to be quite a while before you even cum again, isn't it?"
I knew no answer was required or expected.
I was just laying there thinking about how my life had changed so dramatically in one weekend, and trying to sort out how I actually felt about it. As I did I was starting to drift off to sleep when Lisa said "Peter?"
"Yes Lisa" I responded. "You're going to pay for the ass fucking you gave me today!" That was her last word as she went to sleep. It was quite a while later that I finally joined her.
The end
