Explosion

"Come on, let's go play in my room." It was a statement not a question as he grabbed her hand leading her down the hallway.

The request had been no bra or panties, wearing something that slipped easily off. On the floor her tan pants laid in a puddle, the rest didn't matter. The tank top could be pulled down when required.

The anticipation had been growing through out the day. She wasn't allowed to cum, he stated it would be his hand, mouth and cock that would be bringing that about.

Her fingers slipped between her lips while his pushed inside of her. He pushed her hand away then went back to work teasing her. Her fingers crept back into place, aching to cum quickly after being made to wait. He pushed her hand away once again and followed by a quick slap to her pussy. The tingle caused her to gasp loudly.

"They will get harder if you don't stop." She smiled and wondered just how hard, knowing there was only one way to find out. Her hand moved in slowly but before she could press one finger inside he pushed her hand away and slapped her again, harder. It stung but wasn't enough to discourage her from trying again. He held her hand above her head and brought the other hand down hard. This time almost brought tears to her eyes. He wasn't kidding and she decided she had had enough of that game.

His fingers pumped in and out of her, up over her clit then down to her anus. Slipping one in she felt herself climbing towards the desired orgasm. As her hips would rise, he'd stop and push her back down. She'd whimper as he began his assault again on her body. His mouth on her nipple while his fingers circled her clit before pushing inside of her hitting her g-spot again. Her body clenching and hips rising, almost to the edge and he'd stop. Pushing her back down against the bed. Each time brought more frustration and curse words out of her mouth.

"When you cum I want you to explode," he explained. She laid there whimpering, seeking his mouth and tongue. Laying kisses to the side of his neck silently begging him to let her cum.

She laid there each time he stopped feeling herself slipping further away from the situation and into the sensations. The desire to help herself to orgasm was gone, his hands and mouth were her focus. When he asked her if she was ready to cum it didn't register until she felt him hitting her g spot hard and relentless. Her hips rose off the bed, her moans louder. In that moment she was lost.

"I'll get you a towel," he said as he moved from the bed. She was confused as to why she'd need a towel. Then her hand moved down the side of her stomach, it was slick. The bed sheet, coated. Blinking she realize she had indeed exploded, all over the place.

"As a compliment to you, you hit my shoulder when you came. Which was three feet away."  The oddest compliment she had ever laughed too.