For Climax deprivation guy (Fantasy request)

There was this one guy in experienceproject who had an odd fetish. He wanted to be played with, but never allowed to climax. He asked me over and over how I would do it. However, I am not that cruel, so had never thought about it. Finally, one day when I was up for a writing challenge, I thought about how I would find myself in a situation where I could image myself doing this. Here is his story:


You wake up, not knowing where you are, or how you got here. You just remember a party last night, dancing, then nothing.

As you try to get up, you find your arms tied to a bed. Your feet also seem to be tied to the bed.

You look around, and notice the door opening.

I step in, looking you up and down.

"Aww, what happened? Someone play a joke on you?"

I bend over, looking at you, my low cut shirt showing my breasts, not trapped by a bra.

"Poor guy," I say. "What should I do with you?"

I look directly into your eyes, and lick my lips slowly.

"I think I have an idea."

I move down, undoing your trousers, pulling them down. Then, I pull down your boxers.

"Seems like you like this."

I give a slight laugh, one that doesn't sound very nice.

I rub my hand up your shirt, pulling it up as I gently stroke your skin.

"Not too bad," I whisper.

I step up on the bed, standing over you, green panties hiding what is underneath.

"You know, my panties are getting a git wet, watching you like this," I say, laughing again.

I slowly pull them down, showing my pussy underneath. They reach your chest, and I stand there for a second.

"Wonder what you would say if that gag wasn't in your mouth."

I lift one foot, pulling them over, then the other foot, taking them off.

"Now where to put them."

I put them on your head, slipping them over your hair.

"You look so funny with my panties on your head."

I squat down, spreading my legs, and you see my pussy spread slightly as I sit on your chest.

"So, I have to wonder. What would you do if you could move."

I run my fingers through your hair, watching your eyes dart back and forth.

"I wonder if you are hoping you will get a taste."

I move upward, shifting my way along you. You can feel my pussy on your chest as it drags across you slowly.

"Yes, that feels good."

I keep moving upward, until I am almost to your neck.

"But no, I guess you can't lick me. Too bad."

I lift myself off you, then put my pussy against the gag.

"So, I wonder, do you like this?"

I lift myself again, pressing my pussy against your nose, so you can smell me.

Looking back, I see that you are definitely reacting.

"So, you like this?"

I shift further up, until my pussy is right in front of your eyes.

"Can you see me?"

I put two fingers to my lips, spreading myself in front of your eyes.

"Hmm, such a bad boy."

I move back down, putting my pussy over your nose again.

"I wonder if you can smell my sex."

I move my hand down, rubbing my clit, slowly at first, then faster, faster.

"Ohh yes!"

I use my other hand, putting two fingers inside.

"Ohh, it feels good!"

I work my fingers on my clit and inside my pussy, faster, harder. You can hear the sounds, wet, squishy. You can smell my juices.

"Ohhhh god yes!"

I climax, rolling over next to you.

"That felt wonderful," I whisper.

I take off the rest of my clothes, laying down next to you. You can feel my breasts pushed against your side, my arm over you, cuddling close. My legs wrap around your leg, capturing it.

"Well sweety, I would love to talk to you, but I guess we can't right now."

With that, I caress you, chest, face, even patting your stiff penis from time to time. Eventually, I get sleep.

"Well, good night. See you in the morning."

With that, I fall asleep beside you, naked, as you are left unable to do anything but feel and hear and think.