Dorsai - Taxi

When I again had the all-but-hairless center of her womanhood in front of me, I deliberately went about trying to get her as aroused and frustrated as I could. I repeatedly used my lips and tongue on her labia and vaginal opening to bring her to the edge of an orgasm, only to abruptly stop, leaving her whimpering and moaning as she wriggled her hips in an effort to find some way of relieving the torment of being almost 'there'. Then, when she'd fallen back a bit, I'd start in on her again: slipping a finger into her and slowly fucking her with it, or curling my finger inside her to stimulate what was being called the "Grafenberg" or "G" spot, or gently stroking and teasing her erect clitoris. The biggest problem (if it can be called that) I ran into was that with each cycle of that, it was taking her longer to come down from her near-peak, and less time to approach it again.

I decided that the solution was to stop stimulating her quite so directly; remembering something I'd done to another woman, and gotten good results with, I opted to kiss my way down one of her legs. When I got to her foot, I started things off by giving it a thorough massage. Following that, I went on to begin kissing it: each of her toes, the arch, the sole, and so on. Only after I'd kissed every square inch of surface at least once did I move on to softly licking her ankle – which drew a deep moan of arousal from her as she vainly tried to move her foot and ankle away from my attentions. Then it was on to licking her foot in small swathes, until I'd worked my way to her toes; with her toes, I not only licked between them, but took each one of them into my mouth and softly sucked on it as I teased it with the tip of my tongue. I finished with her big toe in my mouth, and by the time I finished with it, she was nearly insane with desire: between pants and moans and groans, she was literally begging me to do something – anything! – that would let her reach a climax.

By that time, I was ready to take some more direct pleasure with her, and moved back between her legs again.

Kneeling between her legs, I looked her over and saw that she had a definite blush of arousal – one that extended all the way down her chest, to include her breasts. Farther down her body, her labia were fully extended, dark with her excitement, and well-separated; her opening was glistening with her oils, which she'd produced in such quantities that they'd actually run down the crack of her ass to form a not-so-small puddle on the bedding.

Leaning forward, I levered my erection down so that the head was between her warm (even hot!) vaginal lips. She tried to arch her back to increase the contact, or even get me inside her, but I moved to deny her. She closed her eyes and released a deep groan of frustration, then opened her eyes again when she felt me wedge myself against her opening. With the head of my cock pressing against her hot, wet opening, I used my hand to again take hold of a small patch of her pubic hair – and as I pulled on it hard enough to bring tears to her eyes, I arched my hips. Between the pain of having me pulling her pubic hair, and having me filling her with my manhood in a single hard thrust, that was all she seemed to need to trigger her into an orgasm.

Surprised by her response, I could only enjoy the sensation of her hot, wet sheath clenching almost painfully tightly around me in time with the waves of release that I could see coursing through her delectable little body. When I felt the spasms tapering off, I could help but perform a simple experiment: releasing the tuft of her hair I had, I reached up to take one of her nipples between my fingers; giving it a vicious twist was enough to make the wave of release that followed MUCH stronger than the one before it.

Her orgasm went on much longer than I would have thought it even could; still, her body could only find SO much relief before needing to recover. As I felt the last few faint flutterings of her vagina around where my cock was buried in her, I could see that she was nearing the point of losing consciousness. Rather than letting that happen, and having to wait for her to waken again, I decided to see if I could keep it from happening in the first place: releasing my hold on her erect nipple, I got myself positioned so I could start moving in her. First, I pressed myself against her, bumping her clitoris with my pubic bone a few times to get her attention after a fashion, then slid myself out of her completely – stopping only when the head of my penis was pressing against the outside of her opening again.

In response, she started to liven up again; but I didn't judge that it was enough, for my purposes. So I thrust myself back into her in another single, hard push that had the end of my penis resting against the deepest part of her. The degree to which I filled her, the suddenness of my actions, and the way her body responded to it, were enough to bring her to full wakefullness: her eyes snapped open again and got nearly the size of saucers as she gasped and arched her hips up in response.

Having her full attention again, I told her "Now, cunt, you find out what it takes to make me happy! If you don't pay attention and learn something, you'll live to regret it!"

With that, I started fucking her – hard: I was all but pounding myself into her, and it wasn't but a few seconds before she started responding. It was less than a minute of that before she had another orgasm, though not as strong as the previous one. Again, she got incredibly tight around me, but she was also so wet inside that there was more than enough lubrication for me to continue sliding myself in and out of her hot, tight channel. Another minute or so, and she climaxed again; that one a little stronger as I maintained my rhythm of slamming into her.

I was starting to get a little tired, so I lowered myself to rest on my elbows. I took the opportunity to start taking each of her nipples into my mouth and sucking on them hard enough that I knew it must be painful for her; it also brought them to full erectness, allowing me to bite them, as well. It wasn't but a couple minutes of that before she surprised me with yet another orgasm, nearly as strong as the first. It was soon followed by another, milder one.

The stimulation of her hot, wet vagina clenching around me was quickly moving me closer and closer to my own release. But I wanted to enjoy the experience of being inside her for a bit longer, too. I finally decided that there were a couple more things that I could do that I thought would make BOTH of us happy.

When I felt her getting close to having yet another climax, I deliberately waited until just before it hit her to suddenly slide my hardness out of her, denying her the release she sought; the look of frustration and surprise on her face was priceless.

Getting off of her, I moved to stand next to the bed before leaning over to untie the belt that held her leg in place. I soon had the other belt unfastened, as well, and I could see the puzzlement – and yes, relief – on her face as I got onto the bed again. Looking down at her from where I knelt, I told her "You bore me, bitch. I want some action out of you, you useless cow! Turn over, and get on your knees, cunt."

She quickly moved to do as I told her – except that she moved toward the headboard, enough so that she was able to put her hands on the bed. I quickly slapped her head and told her "I didn't say anything about moving like that, dumbass! Get back here, and hands off the bed, whore!"

She quickly scooted back so that her hands were again stretched out in the air, toward the headboard, as she knelt over in front of me. I moved up behind her and leaned forward to reach around her and cup her breasts in my hands for a few moments before squeezing them hard enough to make her cry out. Even so, before I released them, I gave the hard, erect nubbins of her nipples a vicious twist – and felt her press herself back against me in aroused response.