I had just checked into the hotel after the first day of the conference. After receiving my key card, I headed to the elevator to take it up to the 8th floor. An attractive woman, about my age, entered the elevator at the same time. She was dressed professionally with a black skirt, heals, cream blouse, and gray vest. She was tall, her eyes just a couple inches below mine as we casually greeted each other.

Pressing the "8" button, I turned to her asking what floor she was heading to. She said, "I am on eight as well, thanks."

I smiled, not thinking much about it, and asked, "So, where are you from?"

Replying in a warm tone, "I'm from the Chicago area and here to meet some clients we are working for in advertising. How about you?"

"I'm here for a week-long education conference and am a northerner too from the metro Detroit area. I'm Dan. Nice to meet you."

"Hi Dan, I'm Emma and it is nice to meet you too. It is nice to hear someone who speaks normally" she said as she reached out a hand.

Shaking her hand, I agreed, "Yes, there are a lot of extra vowels flying about here. It's nice to have a Yankee around while in Dixie" I chuckled. She laughed in agreement, "We Yankees need to stick together!"

The doors opened and we exited the elevator, both turning the same direction down the hall. I stopped at my room and set a bag down to grab the key card. Emma continued to walk, but stopped at the next door, swiping and entering her room.

Upon entering my room, I was pleased with the accommodation. It was large and comfortable with a King bed and a large picture window that overlooked the city. It even had a hot tub. The feature that captured my imagination the most was a door to the adjoining room and I could not stop thinking about Emma being right next door, right behind that door. I continued to unpack and think about dinner. After about 20 minutes of getting settled and changing clothes, I headed out to eat down in the hotel restaurant. Emma emerged from her room at the exact same time. I couldn't believe it.

"You headed to dinner too?" I quarried. "Yep. I thought I'd see what the menu looked like downstairs" she replied. "I am getting hungry!"

She had changed clothes too and now donned a light blue flowered summer dress with tennis shoes.

"I love your dress. It looks very comfortable. The first thing I did was change into something more comfortable and casual."

"Thanks" she smiled. "I am a big fan of comfortable."

"Would you like some company for dinner?" I invited.

"Only if the company is a Yankee" she said with a smile.

"Well...I happen to fit that description." My pulse rate was increasing as our playful conversation continued.

We looked over the menu and nothing really jumped out at either of us.

As Emma was looking over the menu posted on the wall, she said, "Man, I am hungry for a good pizza."

"Mmmm...” I replied. “Now you are talking. Like a deep-dish Chicago style pizza."

Turning to me with a serious, yet sarcastic expression and looking into my eyes, "Oh my! You know EXACTLY what I want. Yes. Nothing else will do."

"Well then, we need to order out and have one delivered. I'll order it on our way back up to floor 8."

"Oh Dan, you're my hero," she said with a thick southern drawl.

"Well, it is my great pleasure to be of service to you, mam" I said in character.

"Oooo...I do love a man who loves to please." she said playfully.

"Mmmm...I think we will get along well then. Are we still talking about pizza?"

After a brief pause, "Pizza, yes. And perhaps more Danny."

A chill went up my spine due to the way she said it. My face got hot, and I was certain she saw it get red. All she did was smile.

I found a place and ordered.

She asked, "Do you want to eat at my place or yours?"

Grinning back at her, "Mmm…both. But my place is good.”

She followed me into my room as we waited for the pizza to be delivered.

"Do you mind if I wait here?"

"Not at all, your company is welcomed." as I held the door open for her.

"Great. Thanks!" she said with enthusiasm as she kicked off her shoes and sat on the couch, grabbing the remote. "How about a movie?" she ask while propping herself up with a pillow on one end and swinging her feet up onto the couch, stretching out those long legs.

"Sounds great. Anything else you need?" I asked with a smirk.

"Well...now that you mention it, I could use a foot rub, if you are offering."

My mind was certainly racing now and I swallowed hard.

I sat at the opposite end of the couch facing her and started massaging one foot. I was almost immediately met with a low moan, "Mmmm...Dan... that feels amazing."

"I am glad you are pleased. As I said, I really enjoy pleasing."

"Well...I think we may need to find out just how good you are at pleasing" she said with one eyebrow raised and a bit of a smirk."

"That sounds like a challenge. You need to know that I embrace challenges."

"Hmmmm. Consider yourself challenged then. I will be the judge of your success."

"Well" I replied, "I will need to know specifically what the challenge is so I know whether or not I have attained it."

After thinking for moment, she offered, "OK. To meet the challenge, you have to bring me enough pleasure to get to me beg you for an orgasm. But I must tell you, I have a strong will and I don't like to beg."

Is this really happening? Was she really asking me this? My face was definitely red and warm now. If there was any question about where this might be headed, there certainly wasn't now.

"And if I get you to that point, then what?"

"Well...let's just say..." she said while moving her free foot to my crotch and pressing lightly, "... that you will be rewarded to the point of begging as well, followed by DEEP satisfaction."

Exhaling deeply, "And if I fail to get you to beg?" I questioned.

"Well...your effort would be recognized, but the experience would be...what's the word?...Oh yes, ruined."

"Well that would be a disappointment. I guess I'll just need to make sure I succeed. Challenge accepted!" I said.

"Ohhh good," she beamed while pressing her foot a bit more firmly against my already hard and growing cock. "I thought this would be a boring trip, but you have rescued me. You better be sure to eat a lot of pizza. You are going to need the energy!" she winked.

"Mmmm...well...I suspect you will need some energy too. This may take a while." I winked back.

Removing her socks, I continued to rub her feet as we waited for the pizza and my mind raced in anticipation, my heart thumped heavily in my chest, and my face felt hot. She bent her knee, scooting the unattended foot toward her, which lifted her dress, giving me a clear look at the light pink cotton panties she was wearing. Already a damp spot could be seen at her crotch as the panties clung against her, exposing a magnificent camel toe.

Her eyes were locked onto mine and I could tell she was enjoying the effect the view was having on me. My eyes traced from the foot in my hand, up her delicious leg, to her crotch, then up to her eyes. After looking into her eyes for a moment, my gaze moved back down again, slowly taking in the view. I had to shift in my seat a bit as the pressure in my pants was growing uncomfortable.

"Awe...poor baby." she teased. I think someone needs to be set free...but all in good time."

The pizza arrived and we ate while we playfully chatted and teased. But the anticipation was building for each of us. After we each consumed a couple of pieces, and finished a glass of wine each, she asked, "Are you still hungry?"

"Oh yes," I replied. "But not for pizza." I said grinning.

I stood, turned the thermostat heat up a few degrees and turned off the lights. the room was illuminated by the soft glow of the city lights pouring through the large picture window. I returned to the couch where Emma was sitting and grabbing her hands, helped her to her feet. Guiding her to the window, I turned her, so she was looking out and I moved behind her. The city and all its lights lay before us and was an impressive view. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her close and lightly kissed her neck...slowly moving up toward her ear. I felt her lean back into me a bit and lightly moan as my lips planted kisses. At her ear, I whispered, "Just so you know, here is what will happen. You are going to be begging me to cum. I am going to hold you right on the edge, and you will be desperately pleading as you lose all control."

Then, taking her earlobe between my lips and gently sucking, I felt her shiver, but she tried to calmly respond, "We'll see. I'm not so sure." She did not sound nearly as confident as she did before. Again, whispering into her ear, "Oh, I am VERY sure!" followed by a light lick just below her ear. I felt her body tense just a bit.

Loosening my embrace, I slid my hands down her body, following her curves, down her torso, over her hips, and down onto her outer thighs, just below the hem of her dress. Sliding back up, now under her dress, my hands lightly and slowly slid up. Finding the elastic leg openings of her panties, I slid a finger under on each side and slid each finger back tracing her shapely full cheeks. I pulled back on the material which increased the pressure she felt on the front side. She leaned forward and reached out to the window with both hands to steady herself, her palms flat against the glass. Her dim reflection in window gave me a great view of her full length. Reversing direction, I moved my fingers, still under the edges of her panties back toward her hips and then forward, slowly around to the front of her thighs. Moving still further, I could feel the moisture that had been absorbed by the soft, thin material. Pulling my hands forward, I pulled the material away from her skin, allowing the air to flow over her moist warm sex. Another shiver.

I withdrew my fingers and moved my hands higher to her tummy, her dress riding up on my forearms. One arm held her firmly around her waist, pulling her against me. The other hand sliding down once more, over her panties and lower still. My fingertips now lightly caressing in s-shaped patterns...slowly lower. Finally tracing over the camel-toe I had admired earlier. Up one side and down the other, then gliding right down the middle, pressing the now wet material deeper into her. Her body responded, knees bending a bit and her back arching and pelvis tilting toward the window, urning for more. Holding her tightly I teasingly traced paths over and around the increasingly wet spot and I enjoyed watching her expressions in the glow of the city. The view of her reflection in the window...her bare legs, the raised and crumpled dress, and the pink panties added to the eroticism.

Pausing, I helped her out of her dress and guided her to the bed. The lights from the city provided just enough light to see her smooth pale flesh. I directed her to lay on the bed and prop herself up on a couple of pillows. "I want you to see everything and I need to see your face so I can judge your level of excitement and desperation" I said with a serious tone.

She complied. I removed my shirt in front of her, then moved to the end of the bed and crawled between her feet, spreading her legs a bit. "I want you to put your hands behind your head and keep them there. Oh, and make sure you are comfortable. You are going to be here for quite a while." My confidence was starting to unsettle her a bit. The look in her eye was less confident, but she definitely had a look of great anticipation.

Leaning down, I started slowly kissing my way up her leg. I slowed even more once I passed her knee. Alternating between light kisses and licks and longer full kisses and long slow licks, I slowly wound my way higher up her legs, spreading her wider as I moved higher. My eyes alternated from her eyes to the rest of her amazing body. I could smell her, a sweet musky aroma, as I continued and the pink panties wet with her juices, clung tightly to the smooth shaved skin below. I breathed her in and savored everything in this moment. I was not going to rush a single thing. As my mouth neared her crotch, I could feel her leg muscles tensing with anticipation and her eyes continued to widen. "Mmmm....you taste amazing, and I plan to savor you for a long...long....time." Pushing my nose into the drenched panties and moving up and down, I inhaled, and she pushed against me, anxious for more stimulation and more pressure. I pulled back. "Mmmm.. you liked that eh? Good. Very good."

Pushing her legs together, I pulled off the panties, then spread her legs again. Her pussy glistened in the diffuse light and her eyes watched every move I made. Moving my mouth just above her as close as I could without touching her, I exhaled my warm breath directly over her pussy, her voice silent, but her eyes focused. Sticking out my tongue, I, oh so lightly, licked all around, just outside of her pink pussy lips, all while breathing heavily, sending the warm moist air flooding over her sensitive flesh. She raised her pelvis in response, hoping for more pressure.

"No, you don't" I scolded. "You are to stay still." If you can't follow directions, I will tie you down. But you do have a good idea." Grabbing an extra pillow, I placed it under her hips, raising her up a bit, granting me more access. "Mmm...yes...that will do nicely" I observed.

I resumed my position and continued my light circles, making sure to lightly drag the tip of my tongue across her clit when at the top of the circle. After a few more slow trips around, I paused at her clit, wrapping my lips around it and sucking gently while sliding my hands under her thighs. Reaching higher, I moved my fingers to her breasts, circling, rubbing, and pinching her nipples. Feeling them stiffen under my touch brought me great satisfaction. Emma arched her back, pushing her chest out further. Her clit also responded, protruding out as I gently sucked and flicked it with my tongue.

Emma's moans increased quickly. "Ohhhh...Mmmmm...." she purred while her body writhed under my manipulations. Her eyes seemed to be getting wider as she looked into my eyes. Keeping my eyes fixed on hers, I pinch her sensitive nipples harder, twisting them, flicking them, all while my sucking increased in force. Her body jerked as she cried out and her eyes became even wider and more desperate. She was getting close.

Pulling on her nipples, I flattened my tongue and slowly but firmly licked over her clit. Up and down...over and over. Her pelvis rising even higher as it craved even more. The pillow under her showed a growing damp spot as she became even more wet. Finally, needing to taste her, my tongue glided from the lower edge of her delicious vagina, over both of her full and sensitive lips and up and across her clit. Then momentarily lifting my tongue, repeating the trip up … again and again. Slowly increasing in both force and speed. Soon her legs began to jerk and her eyes were wild and intense. Her pussy opened to me and my tongue dipped in as I slid it up in the repetitive motion. Her breathing was uneven, sometimes shallow, sometimes gasping. Now my licks were full, deep, fast, and firm and ran all the way up and over her clit. She closed her eyes and cried out, "Ohhhh!!!!...I am going to cummm..."

I immediately stopped moving and held still, my tongue resting lightly on her pussy, my finger releasing her nipples, and my eyes on her face. She had been holding her breath, baring down, ready to orgasm. Her body raised upward, craving release, her leg muscles tense. I could feel her pussy under my tongue starting to contract, the juices flowing generously and glistening on my chin.

She opened her eyes and the wild look was still there, but it included confusion as well as desperation. Slowly, she started to breathe again, although still unevenly. Her leg muscles relaxed a little. I did not wait long until I began licking again, keeping her from regaining much composure. Sliding my hands down her body from her breasts, I placed my thumbs just above her clit, applied pressure, and pushed her skin away from me, up toward her tummy, exposing her clit even more fully. My mouth again moved to her clit, and I focused great attention there. Sucking, licking, circling, seeing which movement had greatest effect. Soon Emma was again nearing the edge, her pulse rapid, face red, breathing shallow. She was trying to stay quiet, but the moans could not be held back. Again, her legs would jerk intermittently as she arched her back and moved her legs as she slowly lost control. Her eyes again were wild and desperate, and her pussy started to contract. This time, I did not stop but I did slow down and lightened the pressure of my licking and sucking, holding her right on the edge, but keeping her from going further. Her body, in every way it could, pleaded for release. But Emma refused to verbalize her need. Her moaning was punctuated with many expletives as her body was held on the edge. Keeping one hand above her clit to keep it exposed, the other moved lower while my lips stayed on her delicious clit. My fingertips traced up and down the length of her pussy, barely inserted beyond her wet slick plump pussy lips. Her whole body shuddered when I touched her. I inserted two fingers, moving more deeply into her. Turning my hand palm up, I felt for her g-spot and found it easily, then lightly started dragging the pads of my fingers over it. Her body initially bucked-up and she gasped. Then I slowly established a pulsing rhythm that moved my fingers in and out, sliding firmly over that spot each time. Each pulse sent a wave of pleasure through her body. Emma's eyes held a look of disbelief and her whole body seemed to rock and rise and tense-up a bit more with every maddeningly slow thrust.

I ever so slightly increased the pressure of my tongue on her clit as it barely moved from side to side. Careful to watch her face, I also increased the pace of my thrusting fingers just a bit. Soon, her mouth opened, her lips forming the shape of an O and that wild look intensified. Her body began to shake, almost like it was vibrating.

"Ohhhhhh...Ohhhhhhh...." louder and louder. Her muscles again tensing. Legs shaking. I could see she was holding her breath...then exhaling, then gasping for breath followed by more vocalizing, "Ahhhhhh..."

I neither increased speed or pressure, nor decreased it. I just held her in this in-between place, right on the edge of an orgasm. Her wetness was flowing and covering my hand. Her clit was firmer than ever. She moved her hands from behind her head to my head, pressing me more tightly against her, urging me to suck harder so she would get the release she desperately craved. But I did not comply.

On and on this went. Her resolve to not beg was far greater than I had imagined, but I was not about to give in. I desperately wanted to take her over the edge, watch her explode in an amazing orgasm, but I was stubborn too. And I was immensely enjoying watching the sweet desperation that Emma was experiencing.

While continuing to lick her clit, but being careful not to let her orgasm, my fingers continue to assault her g-spot. I moved my other hand back up to one of her breasts and again squeezed on a firm nipple. That sent a jolt of electricity through her body and it convulsed. I wondered how long she would be able to take this and was determined to find out. Tears were forming in her eyes, and she gasped and bucked, teetering on the edge. On and on it went. Occasionally I would increase stimulation, only to slightly back it down if she got too close. "Mmmmm...I've got all night long" I informed her as her body continued to jerk and writhe in desperate ecstasy.

Now she closed her eyes, face red, holding her breath, muscles tense, as if she were trying to will herself to orgasm, but I played her body like a first-chair violinist, keeping her vibrating like a violin string. And what beautiful music it was making.

Finally, she broke, her eyes wild with passion and intense desperation, body bucking and straining, legs shaking. She gasped out, "Please!"

"Please what?" I calmly asked. "Oh God! Please...ohhhhh...please let me cum!!! Ohhhh...Ohhhhh....please!"

"Are you sure?" I inquired?

"Yesssss....Oh yessss!" she hissed between gasps.

"Are you begging me for an orgasm? I just want to be sure." I mocked as my manipulations momentarily increased in pace and force and then stopped.

She yelled loudly, "I am begging you!! Ohhhh.... Pleaaaaaase let me cum!"

With that, I forcefully drug my tongue across her clit, squeezed her tit firmly and pulled, and pumped my fingers in and out of her deeply, and quickly, being sure to hit both the back of her hot chamber and her g-spot.

"OHHHHHHHHH....AHHHHHHHH." Her body quickly responded by launching into an explosive orgasm. Her body convulsed and she squirted a deluge drenching me and the bed. I continued thrusting into her and sucking and licking her clit. The orgasm washed over and through her, up and down her body in wave after delicious wave. I watched in amazement as she fell hard off of the edge I had held her on for so long. The long-awaited release seemed to go on and on as if it had learned from the length of the edging it had endured.

Finally, she collapsed with a gasp. Eyes closed, breathing hard, pushing my head away from her clit. I stopped moving, letting her recover. She was a noodle, totally spent. Her body continued to shiver and jerk for a bit as she came down. Opening her eyes, she looked at me and laughed. "OK...You win."

I smiled, crawled up next to her and ran my fingers through her hair, "I'd say we both win!"

Emma recovered and regained her composure; her breathing had returning to normal. She turned toward me and spoke. "Well Danny boy, I think it is time for me to enjoy watching you squirm for a while."

She sat up, gathered her clothing, and headed toward the door that adjoined our two rooms. "Follow me" she said, looking back at me over her shoulder.

I gladly followed her into her room. Emma tossed her wadded-up dress and panties onto the floor next to her suitcase, and rummaged through it. "Finish getting naked and get comfortable on the bed. I'm going to savor driving you absolutely crazy for a very long time." she said playfully.

I pulled off my pants and boxers and propped myself up on a couple of pillows feeling both excited and exposed. The objects she pulled out of the suitcase she placed on the bed next to me. A red silk scarf, and a squeeze tube of personal lubricant. Then she turned off all lights except a small lamp. Moving to the foot of the bed, I watched her crawl on and position herself between my legs, spreading them a bit more. The sight alone of her naked body bathed in lamplight was enough to make my cock stand at attention.

She noticed how much I was enjoying the sight of her in the warm glow. “See something you like?” She asked with a smirk.

A shiver went up my spine as she spoke and slowly moved toward me. She sat facing me and slid her legs slid under my thighs.

"All you need to do is hold still" she directed. "If you want to hold my legs on each side of you, feel free."

I reached down with both hands and held her legs just above her ankles.

"Mmmm...good" she nodded with approval. "Are you good and comfortable?"

I nodded indicating that I was.

"Then let's begin." She started lightly humming the tune Danny Boy as she reached for the red silk scarf. Holding it by two corners, she lowered it so that it draped across my chest, then pulled it slowly toward her, the silky material lightly caressing me as it grazed across my skin; lower across my tummy and lower still. It tickled a bit and my ab muscles flexed as she drew it further down. When it slid over my cock, it jerked a bit, springing to life even more. She smiled at the reaction and continued to hum the tune while lightly dragging the scarf up and down and across my growing length.

I could feel my face heating up and my pulse rate increasing. I noticed that I was squeezing Emma's ankles a bit more firmly. The silky caressing sensations soon had me lifting my pelvis, desiring more stimulation.

Pausing from humming the tune, "Mmmm...I see someone it anxious. You need to relax, Danny, and enjoy every sensation." The she resumed the song. Her voice was actually beautiful. She hummed softly and slowly with no rushing of the tempo. I tried to relax my muscles and just enjoy, focusing on every detail. My body shivered occasionally as she let the fabric drape and slide slowly across my skin. My cock was now standing at full attention.

Moving one hand to the base of my length, she grasped it, holding it with her thumb and a couple fingers so it raised, pointing up away from my tummy. She spread the silk over the top, forming a tent, then took her other hand and gently slid it down, grasping the upper part of my cock, the silky fabric surrounding me. Then, she gently and achingly slowly moved her hand up and down. The higher level of stimulation quickly had me tensing my legs and my breathing became shallow. Emma's eyes peered into mine and a smile beamed across her face as she enjoyed watching my reactions.

She squeezed a bit more firmly, providing even more delightful friction. Yet more blood rushed to my cock making it harder than ever. A small spot of pre-cum wetness formed at the top of the red fabric, the dark circle slowly expanding as the long slow firm stokes continued. I strained to hold back, feeling myself getting closer to that point of no return. I squeezed her ankles even more tightly and she stared deeply into my eyes, judging my level of excitement. She increased her rate, pumping her fist and the material more quickly up and down. Watching my eyes widen as the intense pleasure sored, she stopped humming the song. I think she stopped so she could hear the moans I was making. "Mmmmm....Mmmmmm" I hummed louder and louder with my lips pressed together as the I felt the pressure and tension build and radiate. "Ohhhhh!!!!" all muscles contracting as I prepared to erupt.

Suddenly, Emma removed her hand and the silk scarf from me, stopping all stimulation and squeezed the base of my cock firmly. My swollen cock turned purple as it tried to erupt, trying to release the enormous pressure that had been building, but to no avail. She squeezed tightly, and watched with great interest as my cock twitched and strained, veins bulging, seeming to beg for release all on its own.

My teeth where clenched and my whole body tensed up, as if every other muscle could help push me past the edge. Emma looked past my engorged penis to my eyes, desperate, wide, and in awe. Her eyes seemed serious and focused, intent on the task at hand.

She held me, frozen, for what seemed like forever, until the pressure slowly diminished. I had never come that close to an orgasm without coming before. My body gradually relaxed and Emma started to loosen her grip, sensing that I was backing away from the edge.

"Oh my God!" I gasped. "That was so close!" in disbelief, beads of sweat glistening on my forehead.

"Mmmmm....yesss....", Emma purred. "I love 'so close.' It is my favorite place for you to be. I plan to take you there again and again."

Again, I swallowed hard and shivered at her voice.

Looking down, a single drop of cum was perched at the top of my cock. Looking beyond it, her own wet pussy, glistened in the lamplight, I licked my lips, wetting them, as I took in the view.

She followed my eyes and asked, "Do you see something interesting?"

Emma then slid her legs out from under mine. She raised her body and pushed my legs together. Crawling on top of me, she mounted my in a cowgirl position and lowered her wet pussy against my cock, but not letting me enter. Her warmth felt incredible. She slowly started sliding up and down my length, being sure to slide past the sensitive spot at the head. Her fluids made a perfect lubricant and I found myself quickly getting hard again. "Mmmm..." we both moaned as she varied how much of her weight she pressed down on me. I raised my hips pressing up against her and my level of excitement grew. Her pussy lips seemed to hug me as she slid up and down. I yearned to tilt enough to thrust deeply into her. Noticing what I was trying to do, she paused, her plump warm and wet pussy lips wrapped around the tip of my head. "Now hold still, Danny" she directed. She pressed down on me with most her weight, but not letting me enter her. Then she rocked her pelvis in a gyrating motion, providing subtle but amazing friction that quickly had my squirming. I put my hands on her hips, hoping to guide her, but she grabbed my hands and pressed them against the bed to the sides of my head. She continued to press and slowly gyrate on me, again, intent on watching my face.

"Mmmmm....I am getting close...." I confessed.

"Yes, Danny boy. That is the plan." She whispered with an intense fire in her eyes.

Again, my muscles tensed. Again, my pulse raced. Again, my breathing became irregular.

As she sensed my approaching loss of control, she slowed the rotation against me just a bit and put more weight on her own knees, lessening the pressure against me, but her motions did not stop.

My muscles twitched. I held my breath, sure that I would erupt at any moment. Instead, I found that I was in a place of exquisite ecstasy, held right on the edge...teetering. I was not sure if I was fighting to hold back or fighting to cum. Either way, I was fighting. So ready for release, the urgency becoming my singular focus. She expertly read my body. Slowing a bit just as I was ready to explode, then pressing in when she sensed I could handle more. On and on she rode me, seemingly proud of the way she could keep me right there. 'So close!'

My face felt hot and I could feel my pulse pounding as she continued to edge me. My eyes pleaded.

Sensing my desperation, Emma offered, "Awe...is Danny boy ready to cum for me?"

My head nodding, I managed to gasp out, "Yes....oh yes!...I am ready."

"Ohhhhh...well....that's too bad, because I am not ready to let you do that yet. I am enjoying seeing you writhe in sweet desperate pleasure WAY too much" she said with delight.

"I don't think I can take much more." I growled out.

"Oh yes you can. And besides, I want to be able to see your enormous eruption once it happens. I can't see your beautiful cock in this position."

With that, she dismounted me and again spread my legs. The cool air on my now glistening cock gave me a shiver. Lowering her mouth, she looked at my eyes and deliberately slowly licked her lips. "I've been hungry for more than pizza too, Danny boy." And she flattened her tongue and gave a full lick from base to head. Her tongue felt like velvet, but also warm and wet. My cock twitched in response. She paused to watch it twitch, then licked again. My body tensed as she licked the length. This time, she kept her tongue on the frenulum, pressing into that incredibly sensitive spot. She held still at first, feeling my cock twitch again from the last full lick. Then, she moved her tongue against the firm but smooth spot. Subtle motions up and down, but focused and perfect. Maddingly perfect. She again moved a hand to grasp the base of my cock, holding it in place, while her tongue moved against me.

"Oooooooo....Ohhhhh..." I beathed out, feeling the intense pleasure quickly build. It was as if every nerve ending was concentrated in this place. Emma saw how serious my expression was and smiled a wicked smile. "Oh, this is going to be fun" she teased.

Pulling her tongue off, she grabbed the tube of lubricant and squeezed a couple of drops onto the top of my cock head. One hand still held me from the base, leaving the top couple of inches of my swollen bulging cock exposed. The thumb of her other hand now replaced the spot her tongue had been as she held me with her thumb and a couple of fingers. Emma smeared the lube deliciously over the spot. My hips bucked up as she did so. Emma laughed when my body involuntarily jerked at her touch.

"Mmmm....yes....I've got Danny boy just where I want him."

Her thumb moved in tiny circular motions with the lightest of touch. Again, my body jerked and it felt like a hot bolt of lightning coursed through my body, shooting out from that spot.

Again, she moved her thumb, slowly and lightly, all while holding me firmly in place. Emma's eyes where now fixated on my cock. "Mmmm....beautiful" she purred admiringly. "So full and firm and twitching. So sensitive and swollen. I could savor this all night long." Her thumb pressed in with a bit more pressure as it moved.

"Oh god! No way." I said between periods of holding my breath. "I might just die."

"Mmmmm....but what a way to go!" she teased.

Every slight motion of her thumb seemed to be magnified 1000 times. Precum slowly oozed...adding to the slippery lubricant that allowed Emma's thumb to glide so effortlessly over my quivering flesh. She watched my cock with fascination as it jerked and twitched intermittently.

Now, truly desperate and writhing in front of her, I was going mad. "Please let me cum. Ohhhhh....please." I pleaded.

She ignored my pleadings and leaned forward to lick some of the pre-cum from the side as it dribbled over, her hot breath enveloping me.

My pleadings continued as did her manipulations, keeping me right on the edge. On the edge of an orgasm and on the edge of madness.

"Ahhhhh....I need ...to cum!!!" I breathlessly declared.

"Okay, Danny boy. I hear you."

She held my cock a bit more firmly and increased both the pressure and pace of her thumb as she watched my cock expectantly. The intensity of the sensations exceeded anything I had ever felt as the orgasm overwhelmed me. I held my breath as I tumbled over the edge, and thick bursts of semen shot powerfully into the air and onto my abs. Each pulse emitting another stream. Her thumb continued stimulating me rapidly as my now empty cock continued to pulse and twitch. Finally, I was spent. Emma playfully continued to rub me with her thumb, but it was more than I could stand, and I pushed her hands away, "Ahhhh...no more!"

She started humming Danny Boy again as she crawled off the bed and headed into the shower. As she walked away, she invited, "Come join me?"