"Okay I'm close!" Kyle said. Kyle was going out of his mind. He had never been so turned on in his entire life. Melissa took her hand away just in time. Smiling at her work as she watched his cock bobbing up and down.
"Wow, I'm getting really good at this aren't I?" She asked rhetorically. Kyle's only reply was long, low noise between a groan and a moan. "That's all for now. " Melissa said, as she untied his hands. "Put it away."
Kyle knew better than to argue at this point. She was having way too much fun to be reasoned with now. "How could all of this have happened from one conversation..." Kyle thought in amazement while getting dressed. It all started last week.
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Kyle and Melissa had been friends for many years. They got along quite well, and Kyle had always found her attractive. For all of that, they never seemed to be single at the same time. Two ships passing in the night or some bullshit. In spite of being in a long term relationship Kyle still found himself flirting with Melissa whenever they hung out. Tonight however, he may have gone too far.
He brought over a laptop with a lot of interesting pictures and movie clips. Pretty much all pornographic. He intended on having a talk with Melissa about her sexual history, figuring that if he wasn't a part of it, it was still pretty hot to hear about. So, he had lined up a few clips to show her, as well as a few sexual questions. Upon his arrival to her place, Melissa greeted him with their standard friendly hug. Kyle was nervous about the evening and made they made small talk. After a few drinks, their conversation grew deeper and began to veer towards his relationship.
"So how is your girlfriend?" Melissa asked.
Kyle sighed inwardly and tried not to show disappointment. It seemed like a nice way of saying 'I know it's just us here, but don't get any ideas.' "Oh, you know, things are fine. What about you? How are you liking living alone for a change?"
"You know. I'm really getting used to it. At first, I didn't think I would like it, but it's pretty fantastic. No one to worry about, no fights over cleaning or dishes or decor. It's the best." They chuckled.
"So, Melissa..." He drew it out for a moment, unsure if he had the courage to even bring up the laptop.
"Sooooo what?"
"Hereitgoes" Kyle muttered under his breath. "Well, I thought of something that might be kinda fun..." He went on to explain that he was always curious about some things that never seemed to come up in their never-have-I-ever games and that a nice, less embarrassing way of bringing stuff up would be to show her some things and she could comment as she liked. Melissa was intrigued by the idea. She more or less lived as an open book to her close friends. Particularly Kyle, who was non-judgmental and supportive.
And so it began, he started with a few funny pictures and clips, and moved on to more racy things, asking questions and enjoying her stories. It wasn't long before Kyle realized he was enjoying them a bit too much. He shifted the laptop to cover his growing erection.
"I can't imagine why anyone would want to do something like that one.." Melissa was saying. They had just finished watching a clip of an 3d anime girl giving a guy a handjob, and as the guy got close, she stopped and shook her head 'no' while smiling.
Kyle knew he should keep his mouth shut, but who made good decisions when they were horny? By this time in the evening, they both had a few drinks and the fact that he was hard as they spoke, his logic was gone.
"Well..." Kyle said while looking away. "I kinda put that one in there because it's one of my fetishes."
"Whaaat?" Melissa said, incredulous. "Really? What do you like about it?"
"I don't know exactly. I guess everything that goes with it. The power dynamic, the back and forth... it's just extremely sexy to me that someone would want to control your orgasm like that."
Melissa was smiling at him, her eyes had a slight predatory gleam. "Oh really? Is that why you've been hiding your hard on with that laptop?"
"Wha?! I..." Kyle stammered.
"Relax." she said, so full of mirth she was practically giggling at how flustered she made him. "Answer me this," She said, scooting closer to him on the couch. "What's stopping a guy who is in to this kinda thing, from just jerking off the second he's alone?"
Kyle was floored by this whole conversation, he never anticipated getting this far into it, but his mind grasped onto the question as something he was able to answer. "Well it depends on the scenario. The why's and whatnot. Usually just self-control. Sometimes depending on the story, some of the kinkier ones have coercion... I mean, I don't like the evil ones, but there are some that are just naughty and fun kind of coercion. Sometimes there are great story lines where the guy is forced to.. ya know, finish, kinda against his will. Like a contest or bet or something. Those are great too." Kyle trailed off, his mind no-doubt on some of these stories. Melissa was intrigued. Again. She moved over to put on one of the movies but slipped her hand under the laptop and grasped Kyle's hard cock through his shorts. He immediately froze, like a deer in headlights. Paralyzed by sex.
"In theory Kyle..." She began to slowly stroke him through his shorts. "If, for example. I were to do this" She squeezed him and continued stroking. "You would be put in a tough spot. On one hand, you don't want to cum in your pants. That would ruin them. But, you also don't seem like you want me to stop." She scooted closer and moved the laptop to the ground. Then immediately unzipped his pants, pulling him out. She felt his hard, warm cock and gave it a reassuring squeeze, then resumed stroking.
