I love thinking about him making a porn playlist that he plays as he edges me... one that focuses on anal fisting, or drinking piss, or rimming, or any other topic he wants to impress deeply into my mind. As he teases me right to the edge of orgasm again and again, he'd comment on what was happening in the video.
"Look at how her ass just opens up for his fist. You want that to be you, don't you? You want my fist in your ass?"
"I felt your cunt throb as the first stream of piss hit her tongue. I love that you get so excited at the thought of drinking piss. Tell me how much you love it and maybe you'll get my piss later."
"She's so eager to eat his ass, look at that. Do you wish you were her? Once you're done being edged, do you need to spend some time licking my ass to remember what you're good for?"
Once I was helplessly turned on, lost and overwhelmed by how frustrated I am, shamelessly begging him to make me come, saying anything he tells me to in a desperate attempt to earn his approval, he'd switch to a video showing women coming, a compilation of real orgasms. One after the other. The women writhing, screaming, gushing, completely overwhelmed with pleasure. As I watched, his hand still lazily teasing my cunt, he'd talk to me then too.
"Think about how good that must feel. How incredible it would feel to come after so much teasing. You're so close, aren't you? God, you used to make those exact noises as you orgasmed. But days are over now, right? Tell me. Tell me that you don't orgasm anymore. I love to feel how wet you get when I remind you that you're not going to come again."
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