Sam's face flushed at such an explicit order, but he complied without a thought of resistance, or at least he tried to as his fingers fumbled at his zipper. His hands were trembling so much he could barely unzip himself! Finally he managed, and when he pulled down his briefs, his outrageously erect cock came flopping out in front of him, bouncing around absurdly.
The way it felt as it slowly came to rest was startling to him, because the simple act of allowing it freedom after such a long and grueling period of cock teasing caused his balls to tingle. He could literally feel all the cum in them ready to start spurting out without much more stimulation. He desperately tried to control himself as he stared up at Vivi, and of course, her eyes were locked on the sight of his engorged manhood.
She reached down with the same finger she had shushed him with and ever so lightly ran her nail around the head of his cock, teasing it deliberately slowly, which elicited a long, agonized gasp from Sam. When she finished a couple of circles around it she gave it a firm swat downward with her palm, which caused it to react with a bouncing spasm, and she giggled uproariously at the sight. Again he could feel the cum bubbling in his testes as his erection slowly came to rest.
My god...could she actually make him cum at this point with just a little bit more teasing stimulation? Of course she could! And Sam also knew full well that she was completely toying with him then, alternating between deliciously tantalizing sexual pleasures and wicked little tortuous putdowns at a whim, and there was not one little thing he could do about it...
"Now Sammie," she sweet-talked, "my sweeeet little loveslave, I want you to watch me verrrry closely, and as you do, you may stroke yourself for me. But do it slowly! And NO cummies, okay sugar?"
And with that, she faced away from him and bent forward suggestively, tantalizing him again with the vision of her glorious ass as she swayed it back and forth ever so slowly, mere inches in front of his gaping mouth. Sam followed her instruction as he stared at it, very slowly stroking his erection while desperately trying not to cum. It was pure torture!
"Okay, Sammie boy, keep stroking slowly," she said, looking back to watch him play with himself, "just like THAT. And while you do, I'm giving you your big chance! I will allow you ONE kiss on my hot little ass, as your reward for all your hard work! Would you like that?"
Sam's eyes grew wide, and he nearly dove at the shiny leather in front of him, but he knew better. Instead he just blurted out, "YES!" with as much enthusiasm as he could muster.
Vivi just held herself right there, and she waited for a few seconds before adding, "Well, you should know what to do then. Say the magic word!"
Sam couldn't say it fast enough. "PLEASE!!" he wailed.
And with that, Vivi decided not to draw that part of the game out any longer. She moved her butt closer to him until it was only an inch or so away, and Sam reached out and planted one gentle kiss on it. But the moment he did, she reached around and grabbed him by the hair, burying his face as deep as the laws of physics would allow into the rustling leather that covered her ass crack.
She burst out laughing as she literally rubbed his face in her fabulous butt, the cartilage in his nose buckling from side to side, and she made sure she kept him there for a divine moment, suspending him in a wonderfully devoted but also humiliating kiss. Of course, his hand began beating his cock in an increasingly frantic pace.
And then, as suddenly as he had been permitted entry into the promised land, he was expelled back into the wilderness, as Vivi shoved his head back and pulled her ass forward away from him.
Sam would have cum right then if she had let him jerk off for one moment longer, but he was leaning forward, off balance, and he started to fall forward, almost tumbling onto the hard floor. Somehow he managed to catch himself with both hands before he hit, but this, of course, stopped his masturbation...
She laughed and turned back around to tower over the nearly hysterical man sprawled below her, and he looked mournfully up at her from his hands and knees while his dick dangled down in a simply insane state of sexual arousal. The whole thing had turned purple, and a strand of precum was oozing out onto the floor...
"All right sugar, get yourself back up on your knees", she ordered. Sam lifted himself back up, his leaky cock sticking straight out and bobbing around uncontrollably in front of him.
And then came the coup de gras! Vivi bent over towards him, the deep cut of her angora sweater allowing the onslaught of her busty cleavage to assail directly into his face. With Sam thus transfixed, Vivi looked deeply into his eyes and gave him the sweetest smile imaginable.
She leaned forward so that her boobs were literally dangling right before his eyes, and she cradled his head gently in her hands. Pursing her painted lips into her trademark sexy pout, she leaned in and kissed each of Sam's cheeks, European-style. Each kiss was slow, soft, and wet, and the process left a set of clearly defined, bright red lipstick marks imprinted on his cheeks.
Sam felt his cock surge at the pure eroticism of her touch. And then, moving in so close as to be in a virtual embrace, her soft, fragrant, flowing hair now falling to envelop his face, Vivi began to whisper, softly, and huskily, into his ear.
Her voice was sex incarnate, perfectly seductive and sweetly enticing, as she slowly incanted a set of words that would stay in his mind forever...
"YOU...want to CUM, don't you!" She pulled away after she said it, standing up straight again so she could watch his reaction.
