The people in this story all came out of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and was not the intent of the author.
All the characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. There are no minors involved in acts of a sexual nature in my story. It is fiction, people. I'm writing it for my own entertainment and I hope for your pleasure as well. BB
(MOMMY MUST BE OBEYED)
CHAPTER 03
Amber turned her head slightly so she could look up at my face as she continued to suck my cock. Her eyes sparkled like she was smiling even though her mouth never left my penis. She knew this was a first for me and that made it something very special for her as well.
She used a few tricks on me. For instance, she used her fourth finger and thumb, to form a loop around the base of my cock. Then used her other hand to hold the bottom of my ball sack.
Every time I was about to cum she stretched the ball sack down and tightened the ring around the base of my cock. This made it impossible to cum. Then she stopped and waited for me to calm down enough for her to continue with the blow job.
It was frustrating but in this way she could make the blow job last as long as she wished it to. I could look down at her eyes and see that it gave her a lot of sadistic pleasure to hold me right on the very edge without giving me the relief of an orgasm.
I begged her, "Please, oh please let me cum. I tried to grab the back of her head to force her down on my cock. I wanted to fuck her mouth like it was a pussy.
She pulled back away from me, then looked up at me sternly. "NO" she scolded, "mommy doesn't want you to cum just jet."
"But I'll die if I don't cum soon," I cried.
"Stop that this minute," she shouted. "If you don't stop being a bad boy, mommy will have to punish you."
"I'm sorry mommy, I just couldn't help myself. When you were playing with my pee, pee like that, you made it feel all tingly."
It was really strange but I was really getting into my part, as Amber's little boy. I was even crying for real. I wasn't acting, I was visually upset to the point of tears.
"Jamie, I want you the stand right here in the middle of the room. Stop that crying." She told me sternly. "And don't you dare cum until mummy tells you that you can. Put you hands down at your sides, and don't touch your cock. Do you understand what mommy is telling you."
"Yes mommy I understand what you are telling me." I kept my arms down at my sides, and tried to relax. I stood naked in the middle of Amber's bed room. Like a small boy trying to please his angry mother. I wanted to do exactly what she told me to do.
Amber stood squarely in front of me, about two feet away and started to undress. Her smile was more like a smirk now that there was no question she had won in our clash of willpower.
She reached up to the top of her dress, and started opening buttons one by one, working her way down the front of the dress. When all the buttons were loosened, she opened the dress revealing a stunning figure, and a lacy black bra and matching panties and garter belt. Then she stepped over to the chair and put her foot on the seat so she could unhook her nylons and roll them down her legs. The garter belt was next followed by the panties.
Finally she was as naked as I was.
Now she stretched out like a cat, in the indulgent manner that cats are so well know for. She held her hands down over her pussy lips. Her fingers played with the lips to her pussy and she actually purred, while she brought herself close to a sexual climax.
Her show was so erotic, I was really having a hard time controlling myself and not start stroking myself like she was doing.
It was just another way she was showing me, what was OK for her, was not necessarily OK for me.
Then she looked over at me, and took note my cock was just as hard as it was, when licked and sucked it, while she held my cock in her mouth.
The smirk returned as she walked around me, I stood perfectly still in the middle of the room. As she moved around me she reached over and touched me here and there at her pleasure. Finally she stopped on front of me and reached down cupping my ball sack in the soft palm of her hand.
"Mmmmmm," she smiled, "I see mommy's little baby is still nice and hard."
She let my balls drop and started to stroke my cock up and down, ever so lightly. "Would you like mommy to finish what she started with you?" Her voice was like honey, as she spoke while teasing me with her soft touch on my expanding cock.
"Oh yes mummy, please, pretty please do like you did before," I cried.
I was begging and my begging was exactly what she wanted me to do. My pleading was one more link in the chain she was forging to tighten her complete control over me.