Amanda smiles tenderly at me, while throwing the dice. What a good first roll she has. The hardness growing in my underwear starts to become seriously uncomfortable. I never thought playing backgammon could ever be so erotic.
Because, you see, we agreed on a wager. The loser doesn't get to come for one week. And has to satisfy all the sexual demands of the winner.
Amanda gracefully moves her checkers, teasingly even. Then she stares into my eyes with her big brown eyes. "It is your turn, sweetie. I hope you'll have better luck than last time."
Her red lips are so seductive. They are like forbidden fruits that I would like to bite. Or rather, that I would like to have around my manhood. But I need some luck for that. And luck was not so much on my side lately. My heart beats way too fast when I throw the dice. My hand trembles. I lost two weeks in a row. And for two weeks I licked her, every single day, mornings and evenings. She was insatiable. This game really turns her on.
The dice are rolling.
"Two-one. Not a great start, sweetie. It might have been your mistake to play again this week," Amanda quipped.
I move my checkers. Maybe she's right. She asked me, just before starting, "Are you sure you want to try your luck again? Two weeks of denial is long enough, don't you think? Imagine if you lose, could you handle one more week of frustration? Don't you just want to take a little break and fuck me?"
Good question. Can I endure one more week of unbearably stiff morning woods that wake me up at six? Can I endure her kisses on my neck, on my ears, before she whispers that it is time to make her come? I am not sure. But I want to experience what it feels like to be pleasured by a denied horny girlfriend. This idea arouses me immensely. I needed to play again. And I have to admit that being forbidden to orgasm is probably one of the most erotic feelings I ever experienced. She warned me that this game is addictive.
For one thing, my enjoyment of cunnilingus has reached a whole different level over the past two weeks. Never before had I felt such a pleasure, flickering my tongue over her clit. Each time my head was between her thighs, I had the impression that the stiffness of my erection was going to cause an explosion. Each time I sucked on her, I was wondering if the arousal would make me come. And each time, while I felt on the edge of climax, I could never reach the peak. Apparently, mental stimulation is not enough for me.
But let's focus for a minute. The game goes on. She is in a good position. She does not stop rubbing her feet against mine under the table, and it drives me crazy. My head is so full of sexual fantasies that it is hard to focus. Besides, I cannot prevent myself from admiring the delicate lines of her face, and the adorable shape of her nipples, that are standing erect, clearly visible through her semi-transparent white t-shirt. I noticed that she stopped wearing bras lately.
We are almost done.
"Poor sweetie. Only a double six can save you now. I can already feel the wetness of your tongue between my thighs!"
I throw the dice, and to her surprise, I get a double six. She cannot repress a smile.
"Well, it seems that it is your turn to get a treat. Congratulations, I am all yours for the week."
Before I have the time to answer, she jumps out of her seat and comes to my side of the table. She sits on my lap and starts to kiss me passionately, aggressively. Her tongue circles in my mouth, and her hands rub my nipples. She stands up again and starts removing her t-shirt, and the rest of her clothes follow shortly.
"All yours! Should we move to the bedroom such that you can claim your reward?" she asks.
Once in the bed, her frantic kisses continue. There is something appealing about holding her naked body while I am still completely dressed. But that does not last, as she rips off my clothes.
"Would you like me to suck you now?" she inquires.
Of course, yes, please! She takes my hardness inside her mouth, and slowly strokes it with her lips. I usually have trouble reaching orgasm from oral sex, but soon I am already on the edge.
"Amanda, Amanda, wait, I am going to..."
She has no intention of stopping, and she looks at me straight in the eyes, ignoring my panicked voice. My phallus twitches uncontrollably, throwing my juices into her mouth. She continues until I ejaculate every last drop of semen. And slowly, loudly, she swallows and she smiles.
"I am so wet already," she whispers while lying at my side. "One week of this will drive me mad! Gosh, I love this game. Losing at it is even more fun than winning."
She kisses me, and I can still feel my salty taste on her lips.
"You know what would make things easier for me right now? To make you cum again."
Slowly, she kisses my breasts and moves downwards. She gently licks my soft, leaking penis, and I am getting hard again. This is going to be a long week.
