I allow you to imagine having sex with me. But that's quite enough 😈
Just because I don't miss his penis inside me, that doesn't tell anything about how I want him to feel about it. I want him to miss it. I like the desire and the craving. I guess I love feeling fuckable way more than I enjoy the act of it. 😇 So, from time to time, I let him get close. And even more rarely, I let him put it inside me for a while. Just enough frequently so he can't really find peace with it. I want him to have occasional dream about having sex, and then waking up to a steel cage biting into his dick. I know it's extremely selfish. But I also know that that's exactly what he craves. I might not need his dick, but I still want his desire. I want him to worship me, to feel his hard cock slapping over my pussy, as he's inches away, or even closer. I want him to melt with the idea that I might just grab it, rise myself, and push it in.
I want to stir the motions, to make his cock erect, dripping, aching, while I sit on him, using him as furniture, as a tool for my own pleasure. To feel the horniness, the neediness as I freely masturbate right on top of him, knowing well this will only end up with me squishing his cock back into the very same tiny cage I've unlocked him moments ago. 😈 A proper denial can't work without a proper teasing. And getting inside his head is even more important than getting into his pants, but often it goes hand in hand ðŸ¤...
I want to stir the motions, to make his cock erect, dripping, aching, while I sit on him, using him as furniture, as a tool for my own pleasure. To feel the horniness, the neediness as I freely masturbate right on top of him, knowing well this will only end up with me squishing his cock back into the very same tiny cage I've unlocked him moments ago. 😈 A proper denial can't work without a proper teasing. And getting inside his head is even more important than getting into his pants, but often it goes hand in hand ðŸ¤...
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