Playing an Unforgettable Game

"Five..."

My body shuddered from the warmth of Ellie's hand slowly sliding down my shaft.

Ellie refused to provide details when she proposed her game. I simply had to obey her instructions if I agreed. My arousal quickly suppressed any lingering hesitation.

"Okay," I replied, my chest fluttering, "What's the game?"

"Take off your shirt and lay back," Ellie calmly instructed.

I watched with anxious excitement as she removed handcuffs from the nearby nightstand and secured my wrists against the headboard.

"Remember, you promised you'd do what I said," she said softly. She leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "Don't cum until I say so."

I twitched, fully hard, as she reached towards the drawer again. The last thing I saw was the teasingly naughty look flashing in her eyes as she pulled a sleep mask from the nightstand.

Then, everything went black.

Fully deprived of sight, my remaining senses attempted to recreate a mental image of what was now total darkness. I was thoroughly unprepared for the overwhelming ecstasy that followed. In the perpetual darkness, I quickly lost perception of time as Ellie repeatedly edged me to the brink of orgasm in seemingly every way imaginable.

Her hands teased me. Her mouth pleasured me. She especially savored grinding the lips and clit of her soaking wet pussy against my shaft. However, with an almost supernatural prescience each time, she would stop just as I teetered on the edge of release.

I lost count of how many times Ellie brought me to the razor's edge of climax. Minutes began to feel like hours each time I was left craving her touch. This last time, I pleaded with her to cum. My entire body lusted for her pleasure with the intensity of a heroin addict in withdrawal. I tore against my restraints, and my hips repeatedly thrust my throbbing erection into the air in futile attempts to give myself release.

"You've done so good," she whispered.

She had started the slow countdown with her first stroke moments earlier. My cock achingly quivered for the next.

"

Four..."

I shuddered violently as she continued with another slow, single, pump of her hand down my shaft and back up again.

"Fuuuck," was all I could muster, my brain fully short-circuited. My cock pulsed as her grip released from my shaft.

"Three..."

She began from the base this time. A loud ragged moan escaped my throat when her fingers briefly paused at my tip before reversing direction. My hips bucked against her firm grip at the base of my hard-on that denied my yearning desire to feel my thrusts pump though her fingers.

"Pleaaasee," my voice trailed off.

"Not yet," she cooed softly before her lips pressed against mine in a deep passionate kiss.

"

Two..."

Her next stroke had started with another slow glide upward. The instant her momentum reversed direction, my hips gave another hard thrust, successfully pushing my shaft through her fingers. Fantasies of burying myself deep inside the warmth of her cunt flashed in the blindfolded darkness.

Every nerve ending in my skin arced with electricity coursing through my muscles towards my rhythmically throbbing prick. I could feel her body shift, and the convulsions of my muscles and thrusts of my hips became stifled against the resistance of her bare skin pressed atop mine.

"

One..."

Her penultimate stroke came to a rest at the base of my shaft, and every last fiber of my body screamed for release. It had become a physical necessity, and her final pause felt like three lifetimes. My cock writhed for her touch much the same way lungs scream for oxygen moments before drowning.

At this point, I could only respond with pitched moaning grunts.

"Cum for me!"

I bellowed loudly as the first burst of my orgasm exploded, depositing the warmth of a long rope of cum across my torso.

As the second burst of pleasure spasmed through me, I felt the warmth of Ellie's mouth wrap around the top of my head and shaft. Cum quickly filled her eager mouth and trickled through her tightened lips down my shaft.

Releasing the suction around my shaft, her tongue continued to lap against my gradually softening erection. With the final few ripples of pleasure fluttering through me, I felt her fingers grip the blindfold.

My eyes slowly adjusted to her smiling down at me, and I marveled at the stunning beauty of her naked body straddling me.

"So what did you think of my little game?"