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Captions and short stories accompanied by GIFs or images

Just Watching…

She loves the way the little spasms in your stomach seem to follow the slight touches of her tongue. When she repeats this little pattern over and over again, you realise that she is going to take her time with you no matter how much your pussy is dripping with anticipation. It is so rare that she gets you in such a position as this, with you completely at her mercy; this is a situation to savour. You can rock your hips and moan sweetly as much as you want. Nothing will rush her.

She made me promise not to join in. To be honest, simply being able to watch and film this is privilege enough. Yet still, she told me not to interrupt, particularly when you are screaming out with the need to come. I can see the way she loves it when your hips start to rotate as she brings you close to orgasm. I didn’t expect her to stop so abruptly, just as you were about to come, yet there is something so intoxicating about seeing her go through the cycle again and again.

It certainly is getting harder to do nothing and just watch you being teased like this. Still, I carry on filming, realising why she said we’d need a lot of space on the camera’s SD card… she really is taking her time with you.

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So close, yet so far away.

You both struggle to keep that orgasm at bay, feeling it pumping through you as if trying to force its way through your bodies. You keep changing the pace, speeding up, slowing down and changing rhythm, always to keep the other on the edge as much as you can, while making sure neither of you goes over.

It gets harder and harder to think about the other, all your attention seems focused on your own body, concentrating so desperately on keeping yourself on the brink of climax.

This is the most beautiful agony you have ever felt together, even as it keeps getting more unbearably wet and tense, you want to make it last until there is no more willpower left.

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Twenty-Five

I remember when we were out in public, and you whispered to me in that sultry little voice of yours, “If I wanted you to give me 25 orgasms right now, what would you do?” I didn’t answer, I just looked at you, and I know that even now, you haven’t forgotten that wicked, devilish smile and intense look I gave you.

It didn’t take long for me to get the chance to show you just what I would do, the chance to get you alone here, to tape you up in just the way that makes you tingle inside.

How did it feel to have that first orgasm denied? To think you were going to feel the first of 25 orgasms in an instant hit you hard, only to feel the vibrator pull away. However it felt, I could certainly hear the anguish in every moan for me to give it to you, pleading with me to stop teasing you once I had done it a further 10 times. After denying you of 25 orgasms in succession, it was clear that you never expected to be put in this kind of state, in such desperate need for the orgasms you had whispered for. I was consistent; not only did I deny every single orgasm right at the final moment, but I also made you beg for it after every single one.

Now I am going to use this vibrator on its highest setting and not move it away from you. I am going to make you come 25 times in a row, just like how you wanted. The thing is, I’m not going to give you any rest. This vibrator isn’t going to move away from your pussy for a second.

Now… this blindfold can stay on, just so you can focus even more on these powerful vibrations, concentrating on that delicate little part of your body. Every single time you tell me that it is too intense, that you want me to stop, I am going to remind you that you begged me for every single one.

Yes, I can hear you… but you begged me to give them to you, remember? Every. Single. Orgasm.

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It is early… she is still standing.

Very few people venture to this part of the island, not knowing of its beauty or its people. The all-female congregation here rarely get lucky enough to happen upon a lone female, but now that they have, they won’t let her leave until every woman in the village has had their taste of her tenderness.

They take their time to each lick and suck that delicate pussy. It will be nightfall once they have all had their turn, and then the girl will wake up back in her resort, as if it were a dream.

It is early… her legs begin to shake.

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The Service

To be forced to orgasm beyond her limits, a concept that she could not have comprehended, would become a reality, yet when she laid eyes on the website listing the services available, she wanted to jump into the experience with both feet.

Now she realised how naïve she had been not to tread cautiously, having envisioned simply a night of erotic stimulation and the constant stream of orgasms, the reality had surfaced; she was being engulfed in pleasure so intense it was torturing her beyond comprehension.

Unending and unwavering, trapped in a prison of ecstasy.

As expected, once she arrived at the hotel room she had chosen to carry out the session in, she was stripped and restrained instantly. Even as the ball gag was put in place to stop her screams from resounding throughout the hotel, all she could think about was the orgasms in store. It was only when the vibrator was strapped to her that she realised this could be more intense than expected; the way it clasped so tightly to her already wet pussy made her tingle at the thought of not being able to escape the vibrations.

As she had requested, the man who tied her did not interact with her. He simply made sure she was secured and helpless to stop the vibrator from working her body relentlessly. It was only after the first orgasm hit her hard and suddenly that she realised just how much of an effect having such unyielding vibrations against her post-orgasmic clitoris truly would be. Having thought that the sensations would rise and fall again and again, this was a shock; to feel the vibrations drill through her clitoris was too much to handle. Each climax afterwards seemed to hit harder than the last, no matter how much she tried to scream out and pull on the restraints, nothing would give in. Orgasm after orgasm torn from her body without mercy, this was what it was to truly be forced to orgasm.

This was the joyous torment that she had long fantasised about, never expecting it to become a reality, yet if she knew it would feel like this, never would she have selected the service to last for a full hour.

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The way your back arches to me…

The way your ass cheeks press firmly against my hips…

The way your pussy clenches tighter around my cock…

It all lets me know that pressing my fingers right here is all you truly want me to do, no matter how you react.

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That one moment in particular they crave. They adore the first orgasm, as well as all of the screaming for it to stop, that it’s too much; even the struggling amuses them, when she tries to fend them both off in a futile bid to protect herself from the cruel pleasures forced upon her. Yet it is that one brief moment which truly turns them on. The few seconds after she’s told them that she can’t possibly come again, then that shocked realisation that even though her pussy is so overly sensitive, even though every muscle in her body is straining to get away from the vibration, she is inevitably about to climax once again. That wonderful look of disbelief, her eyes open in shock, her mouth agape, a brief window of silence as the orgasmic tide rushes through her. They love that moment so much that they’ll want to see it again and again and again.

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