Stroke for me.

Slow. Just the tip at first. I want to hear how wet you already are for me. Tell me how hard you are. Tell me how much that cock is twitching just from the sound of my voice.

Good. Now wrap your whole hand around it and give me long, full strokes. Base to head. Nice and steady. Don’t rush. We’re going to be here a while.

Feel that pressure building?

That’s exactly where I want you. Right on the edge. Keep stroking at this pace until you feel like you’re about to lose it… then stop. Completely. Hands off. Let it throb in the open air while you listen to me breathe.

I love that frustrated little sound you just made. Do it again. Edge for me. Get right to the brink and deny yourself because I told you to.

Start again.

Slower this time. Just the head. Circle it with your thumb. I want you leaking. I want that precum running down your fingers while I tell you how wet my pussy is right now. I’m touching myself too — slow circles on my clit, two fingers sliding in and out — and every time I get close I stop, just like you.

We’re edging together. You’re not allowed to cum until I say. And I haven’t decided if I’m going to let you yet.

Speed up. Faster strokes. Full grip. I want to hear the wet sound of your hand working that desperate cock. You’re so close again, aren’t you? Balls tight. Legs shaking. That familiar burn right behind your cock.

Stop.

Hands behind your back. Let it pulse. Let it leak. Let it ache. You’re going to stay right here on the edge for as long as I want. Every time you get close, you’re going to deny yourself for me. Over and over. Until your mind is empty and the only thing left is the need to obey.

I could keep you like this for an hour. Two hours. All night. Edge after edge after edge until you’re begging, whimpering, promising me anything just for permission to finish.

And maybe — if you’re a very good boy — I’ll finally let you cum. Or maybe I’ll make you ruin it. Or maybe I’ll leave you denied and dripping, locked in that desperate state until the next time you call.

Your orgasm belongs to me now. And I decide when it happens.