Everything written below is based on real events. If you've read Part 1, that's what really happened. This story has the alternate ending that my submissive mind wished for.
Names changed for obvious reasons..
"Blue Balls or a Ruined Orgasm?"
"What?"
"I asked if you wanted me to give you blue balls today, or should I spoil your orgasm for you?"
"NEITHER! Why are those 2 my only options!?"
"Because you lost the game."
"You're not really taking that seriously. That was obviously a joke. You can't use that against me!"
"We played poker. You lost. You decided the winner chooses what the loser gets. I decided that I'll give you a choice."
"So do you want me to stroke you, kiss you, fuck you, tease you and leave you with a horrible case of blue balls? The kind you'll remember for days!"
"Or do you want me to stroke you, kiss you, fuck you, tease you and then give you the most disappointing orgasm of your life? The kind you'll remember for days!"
"NEITHER!! There's no way I'm answering that. Both are horrible options for me. Why can't we both simply have sex and orgasm NORMALLY?"
"I already told you, _YOU... LOST... THE... GAMEEEE_"
"How about you go twice today? That's fair! Or maybe thrice! How about I go down on you the way you like and give you 3 whole amazing orgasms, and then you decide if you still want to punish me! That way everybody wins!"
"But today is NOT about everyone winning. It's about you... losing!_" Alana said with the biggest smirk.
She then placed her belongings aside, shut the door, lowered the lights and began walking towards Kabir.
"But..." his refusal to accept his fate, broken by a kiss, a long mind-numbing beautiful kiss.
They went on for a while, quietly enjoying each other's lips and warm hug. A hug that kept getting tighter and warmer.
As the kiss got more passionate, she pulled back for a second, looked at him ever so lovingly and whispered, "I missed this."
He replied with a wide smile and a peck on her lips.
Kabir hugged her tight, and began kissing her neck softly, drifting back slowly towards her lips. Both their hands running over each other's back as they kiss again.
Alana unbuttoned his top 3 shirt buttons and kissed his collar and neck enthusiastically. She then lightly grabbed the back of his hair as she sucked on his neck.
Her legs purposely pressing against his hard-on. Subtle but effective.
His eyes were shut, his mind shut, his one hand grabbing her perfect ass and the other, her back. Unknowingly, he moved his hips, hoping for some traction. She pulled back her legs and undid his pants.
Then, breaking his trance, she stepped back and asked, "So, what did you decide?"
He opened his eyes and sighed, "we're still on that?!"
"Of course we are. You have a big decision to make!"
"I can't make this decision! One ends with me begging for more and the other ends with me being dissatisfied! How can I tell you to do either!!"
"That's okay. If you can't decide today, we can always try this tomorrow." She said, straightening out her top and walking away.
"Alana, come on! You can't possibly expect me to ask you to do either of them to me."
"How about you decide after I give you the best sex of your life?" He said with a smug face pulling her closer to him.
"Sorry I can't touch you till you tell me your choice!"
"Argghhh! Come on!" He sighed loudly.
"You decide whatever! But just kiss me already," he begged desperately.
"Umm, okay, let me see which is better for you."
She acted like she was in deep thought, purposely dragging his frustration.
Annoyed, he pushed his lips on hers, and she kissed him back with another smirk. Excited as her plan seemed to work.
She kissed him deep and passionately. Slowly unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and taking it off. He then pulled her top over her head and unstrapped her black, beautiful bra behind her back. His lips organically went lower as she flicked off her bra and tossed it on the side.
His hands and lips focused on the newly accessible members.
Alana's thighs were strategically back between his legs, pressing against his hard-on.
He kept going lower and undid her pants and pulled them off.
Once off, he spread her legs and positioned himself to lick her.
"I think it's going to be blue balls for you today," she said loudly
"Let me try to change your mind," he murmured as he began eagerly licking and kissing her.
Now he had something to prove! It was for his orgasm. He had to earn it.
He wasted no time getting into the zone. Started with a few light licks and pretty soon he was alternating between his fingers, lips, & tongue, trying every trick he knew.
His hands would fiddle with her breasts when he licked her and his eager mouth would kiss her thighs and waist continuously when he fingered her. He was a man on a mission.
He finally inserted his fingers inside her wet pussy and began running them while his tongue massaged her clit.
This got her juices covering his mouth, her thighs tightening around his ears, her hand grabbing his hair and her teeth clenching. She was edging towards her first orgasm.
She was getting closer and closer. She pulled on his hair as her muscles tensed. He better not stop now. He knew that, too. His tongue was getting tired, but his motivation was high.
He was forcing his fingers deeper inside her, and suddenly a shiver went down her spine.
She let go of everything, unclenching her muscles and cumming right in his mouth!
He stopped licking, but she nudged him to continue for a few more seconds. He obliged. She had a blissful glee, a post orgasmic glow almost!
