I Was Just About To...

Last night Mistress had another lovely orgasm on my tongue and then after we kissed and she got me hard she moved down the bed and started to suck my cock. I was wearing the ballstretcher and Mistress sucked me for quite a while before she sat up and started to stroke me and slap my balls. It was wonderful and Mistress didn't let up until I reached the edge. Actually at one point we both thought I had ruined, because I felt something on my skin. But then maybe it was just one rogue drop of cum or something because I didn't ruin - though I was incredibly close, and when I took the ballstretcher off there was a small amount of cum on the tip of my cock. Talk about one stroke from failure.

After that Mistress and I watched/listened to a YouTube concert video for a band we are seeing in a couple of weeks (we don't know many of the songs very well) while I continued to copy and paste my blog into Word docs (more on which, anon... probably) while Mistress searched Literotica for new stories.

As it's finally cooled down a bit here, Mistress and I decided that we would get up and go for a long walk in the country this morning, so Mistress set her alarm for 8AM so that we could be out of the house by 9AM and hopefully we'll be home before the sun comes out. This becomes important in a minute... trust me.

So like Friday night I woke up in the middle of the night (actually 4:25AM) with a hard cock, but unlike Friday night it wasn't a raging 'please God touch me before I fucking explode' kind of boner, more the regular 'you might want to get up and visit the toilet' kind of thing. So I did, and thankfully I managed to get back to sleep without too much problem.

Then this morning I woke up about 7:45AM or something and again I was hard, but this time a little more than just hard... it was definitely hard and needy. Mistress was also awake and I rolled onto my back and... I was just about to ask Mistress's permission to touch my cock, when I felt her reach over and trace her fingers up and down it. It felt soooooo good. 

Mistress continued her light teasing for a while, using her fingertips and nails to tantalise me while I slowly began pushing my cock higher, desperate for more. Eventually she grasped my cock in her (left) hand (Mistress is right handed but she sleeps to my right and she was also lying on her back) and started to pump me hard. Fuck me that felt amazing.

But she soon went back to the light teasing and I helplessly fucked the air, trying to maximise every little touch, oblivious to the time, even though it was projected on the ceiling above me in red light. 

Mistress reverted to a firm grip and started pumping my cock again, even harder this time and I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I was just about to open my mouth to warn Mistress that I was close when the alarm went off and she let go of my cock to turn it off.

I momentarily wondered if that had been Mistress's plan all along, to stop when the alarm went off, but once the alarm was silenced she turned back to me and grabbed my cock again, this time with her dominant hand (though if ask me, both her hands are pretty dominant) and picked up where she'd left off. 

It didn't take too long before I was approaching the edge again and I just about managed to gasp 'I'm close Mistress' before it went too far. Mistress let go immediately while I strained in frustration. I knew I was closer than close, in fact I thought it might have gone too far already; I really was just waiting to feel the warm drip of cum landing on my stomach, but it never came.

After a few seconds Mistress placed her hand against my balls and just left it there, not squeezing them or anything, just resting on my balls. Interestingly, this just prolonged the agony, and I genuinely thought that alone might be enough to push me over the edge, because I really was still teetering. But thankfully the cum stayed in my balls (just about), though God knows in that moment I wanted her to let me cum. I was SO. FUCKING. CLOSE, it was way beyond merely frustrating.

I mean, of course, ultimately I'm glad she didn't let me cum... because it means I can continue feeling this desperate, frustrated and submissive. But in those seconds where my cum was preparing to fire itself out of my poor, denied balls and high into the air... well that was a different matter. Good job I have a Mistress with a level head who knows what I really need.  

As Mistress swung herself out of bed I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her breasts, but Mistress was not to be swayed from our plans so a walking we will go and hopefully later I will get to worship her beautiful pussy again and make her cum. 

Oh, and before I go, just to let you know I added another story to the 'Story Links' page. Another cuckolding story, this time written by 'Cutecouple102', it's pretty long and I'm not too sure about Chapter 4, but up until then it was well written and pretty good. I hate to agree with the comment trolls, but on this occasion the observation that 'even the author realised that they couldn't write chapter five without completely humiliating themselves' seems to ring true as the promised chapter five has not materialised after several years. A pity the author hasn't written anything else though...