A FRANK DISCUSSION
A FRANK DISCUSSION
Clovis stood in front of me, masturbating steadily...he'd reached his thirty day mark, and I'd extended it for two weeks because he'd spilled macaroni on my picture of the dog, and then I extended his cum date another month because I thought he was looking at another woman at the mall. And then another week extension when he told me to get off the phone.He'd now not cum in 73 days.
As Clovis wanked his willy I sat there, tapping a thick round elephant's tusk hairbrush on my knee...But I also kept pulling down my top to show him my cleavage, and pulling up my skirt a bit... I was a hot one!
Clovis's dick became slick with excitement, and he was getting very close...but he knew my new game, and it wasn't pretty. Finally he was gasping and jiggling and miserably, he stopped for a moment. "I'm- I'm ready to release, Mommie...can I?"
I smiled sweetly. It was February now,and I was wearing a snug knit sweaterdress and seamed stockings, as he cowered in front of me. Although his son was now on the honor roll, Clovis was still in my black books...though he was now due to cum, I was still annoyed that he wouldn't suck Diego's penis.
He was soooo horny now...and sooo close to cumming. I'd taken the CB off as soon as he'd come home from work, and here he was, a jerkin' and a hopin'! But it didn't look good for my handsome prince.
I grinned at him. "No, you can't cum...you can keep jerking your dick and NOT cum, or I can distract you a little bit, or you can go back in your CB. What's it going to be?" I crossed my legs and ran my tongue across my glossed lips.
Clovis's face scrunched up, and he whined bitterly, "Do I have to have a distraction?" He really wanted to keep playing with his dickie. I had stopped giving him manual teases a few weeks ago, and his pee-pee just sat there, week after week, locked in that nasty little CB.
I snapped my finger, and pointed to my lap. "I suggest you take the distraction, unless you want to stop playing with yourself...no more stimulation for a week at least!"
Clovis looked miserable, but he bent across my lap, his hard dick scratching against the bristly sweaterdress. His big, fat pink buttocks gleamed up at me. Revolting, really. Chaz was in such good shape now, but his father was still an unattractive blob.
Lifting the hairbrush I shouted "And here comes the distraction!" WHACK! Clovis's butt looked slightly pinker. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! THWACK!. I slammed his buttocks about thirty more times.
The cheeks became redder and redder. "You should feel lucky, Clovis" I said as I whacked him. "My friend Cosima makes her fiancee say 'thank you Mistress' every time she whacks him, and I am being so much more understanding of your snivelingness'"
And it was true. Clovis began weeping after the nineteenth slap, and by sixty, he was unable to utter a tearful syllable, much less "Thank you Mistress". Finally, after 100 strokes I dropped my hairbrush on the floor and snapped my fingers, and he rose again.
And happily, the "distraction" worked. His butt was purple and blotchy, and his cock was tiny...no more horniness. I nodded, and Clovis began rubbing his dick again, and I went through my little breast touching, cleavage enhancing routine...and he got harder!
"Just think darling" I said, as I emphasized the outline of a hard nipple on my tight little sweaterdress, "All you have to do is give in and see Diego, and suck his dick like a good hubby, and I'll let you cum with no problems. But you've been resisting my entreaties for months now."
I lifted my skirt up and showed him under it...where I was naked! And my pussy was shaved! He'd not been allowed to even perform orally on me for several weeks now...I was really mad at him.
"I just can't do it, Irene--I mean, Mommie" Clovis said as he stroked furiously. "I have my pride...and by the way, I'm ready to cum again!"
I sighed and snapped my fingers, and his eyes welling with tears, Clovis threw himself across my lap.
WHACK! WHACK! THWACK! Maybe I could burst some of the blisters I've left, eh?
Clovis stood in front of me, masturbating steadily...he'd reached his thirty day mark, and I'd extended it for two weeks because he'd spilled macaroni on my picture of the dog, and then I extended his cum date another month because I thought he was looking at another woman at the mall. And then another week extension when he told me to get off the phone.He'd now not cum in 73 days.
As Clovis wanked his willy I sat there, tapping a thick round elephant's tusk hairbrush on my knee...But I also kept pulling down my top to show him my cleavage, and pulling up my skirt a bit... I was a hot one!
Clovis's dick became slick with excitement, and he was getting very close...but he knew my new game, and it wasn't pretty. Finally he was gasping and jiggling and miserably, he stopped for a moment. "I'm- I'm ready to release, Mommie...can I?"
I smiled sweetly. It was February now,and I was wearing a snug knit sweaterdress and seamed stockings, as he cowered in front of me. Although his son was now on the honor roll, Clovis was still in my black books...though he was now due to cum, I was still annoyed that he wouldn't suck Diego's penis.
He was soooo horny now...and sooo close to cumming. I'd taken the CB off as soon as he'd come home from work, and here he was, a jerkin' and a hopin'! But it didn't look good for my handsome prince.
I grinned at him. "No, you can't cum...you can keep jerking your dick and NOT cum, or I can distract you a little bit, or you can go back in your CB. What's it going to be?" I crossed my legs and ran my tongue across my glossed lips.
Clovis's face scrunched up, and he whined bitterly, "Do I have to have a distraction?" He really wanted to keep playing with his dickie. I had stopped giving him manual teases a few weeks ago, and his pee-pee just sat there, week after week, locked in that nasty little CB.
I snapped my finger, and pointed to my lap. "I suggest you take the distraction, unless you want to stop playing with yourself...no more stimulation for a week at least!"
Clovis looked miserable, but he bent across my lap, his hard dick scratching against the bristly sweaterdress. His big, fat pink buttocks gleamed up at me. Revolting, really. Chaz was in such good shape now, but his father was still an unattractive blob.
Lifting the hairbrush I shouted "And here comes the distraction!" WHACK! Clovis's butt looked slightly pinker. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! THWACK!. I slammed his buttocks about thirty more times.
The cheeks became redder and redder. "You should feel lucky, Clovis" I said as I whacked him. "My friend Cosima makes her fiancee say 'thank you Mistress' every time she whacks him, and I am being so much more understanding of your snivelingness'"
And it was true. Clovis began weeping after the nineteenth slap, and by sixty, he was unable to utter a tearful syllable, much less "Thank you Mistress". Finally, after 100 strokes I dropped my hairbrush on the floor and snapped my fingers, and he rose again.
And happily, the "distraction" worked. His butt was purple and blotchy, and his cock was tiny...no more horniness. I nodded, and Clovis began rubbing his dick again, and I went through my little breast touching, cleavage enhancing routine...and he got harder!
"Just think darling" I said, as I emphasized the outline of a hard nipple on my tight little sweaterdress, "All you have to do is give in and see Diego, and suck his dick like a good hubby, and I'll let you cum with no problems. But you've been resisting my entreaties for months now."
I lifted my skirt up and showed him under it...where I was naked! And my pussy was shaved! He'd not been allowed to even perform orally on me for several weeks now...I was really mad at him.
"I just can't do it, Irene--I mean, Mommie" Clovis said as he stroked furiously. "I have my pride...and by the way, I'm ready to cum again!"
I sighed and snapped my fingers, and his eyes welling with tears, Clovis threw himself across my lap.
WHACK! WHACK! THWACK! Maybe I could burst some of the blisters I've left, eh?