Last month I began a quest to fulfill my fantasy of whoring out my boyfriend to other women. We talked with several amazing women but eventually settled on one we thought was a good fit.

A week before they were to meet I decided that my boyfriend was no longer allowed any sexual release to get him pent up and ready for his meet up. I began teasing him excessively. A few mornings I woke him up before his alarm by caressing him from behind, one arm around his chest, holding him tight to me, my other hand slowly playing with his already hard dick until he began moaning and squirming. That's when I would let go and go make myself breakfast.

As the date got closer I continued edging him. He was so obviously frustrated it was cute! But the situation didn't come to fruition as I had hoped. That left me with a desperate, frustrated boy on my hands. I had to take care of him well.

One of my favorite things to do after I've edged him for days and days is to allow him release in a less than satisfying way. It's not my go-to in these situations but I decided to peg him to orgasm. We've achieved a few hands-free prostate orgasms before and I needed something special after my disappointment.

I got him on his knees and carefully penetrated him with my feeldoe. The feeldoe is curved upward and doesn't quite hit his prostate from that angle, but it hits my G-spot perfectly. Waves of pleasure washed over me as his moans got louder and louder and I pounded my way to a full-body orgasm. This was my way of breeding him. After I recovered I flipped him onto his back, picked his legs up and penetrated him again. I began thrusting into him. His dick and belly were soaked with thick precum. He gripped the bed sheets and clinched his eyes before a jet of semen sprayed across his chest, then another and another. He gasped loudly. His body spasmed. Prostate orgasms always make him look like he's in agony.

Later that night I would go on to ride him again and give him the full experience he had been craving. He slept like an angel.