My Girlfriend's Blowjobs Are Legendary! Too Bad They're Not Just For Me… Part 4

Nora gave a dramatic sigh from above, wiggling her hips just enough to smear her slickness across my cheeks. “Mmmm… I don’t know, Luca. You beg so nice… but I still not sure if you really want to cum. You no remind me, ja? So maybe… boyfriend forget, too?”

She ground herself slowly back against my mouth again, using me like her personal toy, her seat, her tongue, her breathless little mess.

I let out a muffled moan, lips moving desperately against her pussy. When she lifted her skirt again, letting in air and light, I gasped out between ragged breaths.

“Nora! Please! I-I didn’t forget, I swear! I was too busy trying not to die under your ass!”

She laughed, really laughed, throwing her head back. “Pffft! What? You no like? Thought you love face sitting? Want die like man you say. Smothered between thighs of beautiful woman. Way of warrior you told me.”

“Honestly, there are worse ways to go…” I croaked out, and she rewarded me with a grind that made my hips jerk involuntarily under her.

“Ja, ja… now that is true,” she smirked, giving a proud bounce on my face before hovering her hips slightly. “So… tell Nora again. What you want, puppy?”

I squirmed, my arms tugging uselessly at the silk ties. “I want to cum, please… Please unlock me. I-I’ve been so good for you, I—”

“Eh-eh-eh!” she wagged a finger down at me. “So many words. But you forget the magic ones…”

“What—what do you mean?”

“You beg… but do you beg to be my toy? Hmmm? Do you beg for permission like good boy?”

I flushed hard. “Please, Nora. Please let me be your toy. Please unlock me. I need to cum so bad. Please.”

Nora leaned down slowly, her hair falling around her face like a teasing curtain, her eyes locked on mine with wicked delight.

“Better…” she purred. “But I still not feel it. You sound like puppy who just want treat. I want puppy who’s ready to perform. Ready to hump air like animal when I say go.”

I let out a strangled moan, the humiliation only making the ache worse. “Please, Nora. Please unlock me. I want to show you. I want to hump the air like your desperate little pet. I want to make a mess. I’ll do anything. Just please… give me permission to cum.”

She smiled. “You so cute when you suffer. So leaky. So desperate. All throbby for my touch. You want be my pet that bad, huh? No want be Nora’s boyfriend no more? Luca much prefer being Nora’s pet instead, hmm?”

I groaned. “I-I want to be your pet, Nora. Please make me your pet! I’ll do whatever you ask. Just please… please give me permission to cum!”

That made her lose it. She collapsed forward on top of me, laughing so hard her body shook. “Aww poor Luca want be puppy now. No longer satisfied as boyfriend after taste of owner’s pussy. Never own pet before… But I try best for you mijn lief.”

Sitting up Nora swung her leg over my head. Turning around until she was facing me, looking down at me, before kissing my forehead lovingly, and then wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “Okay, okay… you earn it. I tease enough. You really desperate to say you want be my doggy, cute boy. I unlock.”

Then she pulled back slightly, her fingers trailing down my chest.

“…But just know… once I do. You better not hump leg like bad boy.” Nora smirked as she began placing gentle kisses down my body. Her tongue tenderly grazing against my skin, leaving me trembling in anticipation as she inched her way down. As she moved, her hair continued to tickle my sides. I’m sure that I would have been fighting the laughter back if not for the constant throbbing pressure in my groin as Nora’s hand made its way to my cage.

“You know…this first time I see chastity cage up close. It… rather small, no?” Nora’s eyes looked up at me from between my legs. Nora, having settled into a new position, was on her stomach looking up at me. One hand, resting under her chin as her elbow made a faint indent into the mattress by my leg. Both her feet lazily twirling in the air, her tight stockings showing off her perfectly sculpted legs. And that ass, the one I had almost passed away under just moments ago, now frustratingly shown off as she hiked her skirt up. Ensuring I could see the strap of her thong getting lost in the curves beyond my view. The perfect view.

“What like? Having cock in this all week? Is… comfy?” Nora asked again, seeming out of genuine curiously instead of another attempt to tease and humiliate me.

“W-well…it’s…tight. I’m not sure comfy would be the right word. But it’s not painful…except for moments like right now.” I laughed nervously. My gaze fixed to the key swaying back and forth between her cleavage.

“Oh? Like… actual pain? I can take off right now if bad, Luca?” Nora repositioned herself instantly, hand already on the key around her neck.

“Oh, don’t worry. It’s not like… bad pain? If that makes sense? More like frustration? Like… Aching? Usually… I ah… cum a lot more often… as you know…” I replied trying to calm Nora down while feeling my cheeks turning red at the confession of my addiction to my hand.

“Oh oh. I see. Not hurt pain. But… Horny pain. You kinky boy Luca.” Nora let out a little chuckle, smiling as her hand that had previously shot to the key out of concern, now went back to my swollen balls. Cupping them gently as her thumb made little swirls around the base.

“And these… So purple… Drippy boy.” Nora giggled as she continued to massage my balls with her thumb. “Even now they feel so full. Never seen pair so desperate for relief. Think… Can actually feel cum moving inside. Is crazy. But… Very hot.” Nora said as she looked down at my aching balls. I swear I could feel my cum churning inside just like she had said with each gentle squeeze of her hand.

“Is shame I have to unlock now… Want see what happen after two weeks in cage. And oh my god! Luca, I bet you look so cute if I make wear cage for full month. Would be amazing! We try one day for sure, promise!” Nora looked back at me with a wink.

I couldn’t help but feel my cock throb in pure desperation at the idea of enduring a month of Nora’s teasing. My mind already shutting down at the mere thought of it. My mouth suddenly. My mouth suddenly dry as I managed to let out a pathetic, “Mhm.”

“Okay, but promise is promise. Take cock out of cage for stretch. Puppy needs to go on walk I think.” Nora grinned back at me as she leaned in close. In only a second, my cage was entirely enveloped by her cleavage, the warmth of her chest surrounding my member as it throbbed helplessly in ecstasy at its current home.

“Oh?” Nora let out a purr as she pressed her boobs together with both arms, squeezing and trapping my caged member between them. “Puppy must like in here. Think it new home, ja?” Laughing to herself, she continued to shake my cage teasingly, knowing I could barely feel a thing before finally getting back to placing the key in the lock.

“Alright Luca. Time for first unlock. You been very good boy. So just try relax and enjoy. First time I work my magic for… my… boyfriend.” Nora mumbled under her breath, almost like she was… nervous?

CLICK

With that one simple twist, I felt my cock surge to life. Finally freed from its prison, the cage slipped away, and my shaft sprang upward toward Nora like it had been waiting its entire life for this moment. The wet smack as it struck her cheek was sharp and obscene, leaving a glossy streak across her fair skin. Precum oozed from the tip, hot and sticky, the angry-red head throbbing against her face.

Nora froze for a second, eyes flicking from me to the cock pressed against her cheek, then back to me. Her lips twitched, then she burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha, m-m… m-mijn lief!” she gasped between fits of giggles, pressing her forehead into my thigh as she tried to breathe.

When she tilted her head back up, I saw it, an unbroken strand of precum stretching from my tip to her cheek, catching the light between us until her laughter shook it loose and it broke, landing messily on her chest.

“Oh my god!” she managed, still laughing. “Was not expecting that. Thought boyfriend was cute puppy in cage. Not raging beast ready to attack owner.”

It was true. My cock was practically towering over her, nearly the length of her face. Her eyes went slightly crossed as she stared at it from up close, mesmerized. She gave the tip a teasing flick with her finger, watching it bounce backward before swaying back to loudly slap against her forehead this time, smearing more precum against her skin.

“Oh? You want fight Nora, eh? Think you can handle super Nora, Mr. Penis?” she challenged, scrunching her face in mock anger before sitting up and throwing playful air jabs at my balls like a boxer. Then she grinned wickedly and gave my shaft a quick one-two tap, making it rock forward to meet her fist each time before falling dramatically against my stomach.

“Ahhh… I have been defeat…” she sighed, flopping forward so her hair spilled over my thigh. One eye peeked open, her devilish grin betraying the act.

Laughing so hard my restraints were pulling tight against my wrists, the silk biting into my skin as the bed shook beneath us. Watching her mess around like this nearly took my mind off the desperation now helplessly throbbing, sandwiched between our two bodies. Almost.

“Okay, okay… enough fun. This time for real, ja?” Her voice dropped into a sultry purr, playful mask gone in an instant. “Let girlfriend show you how she make her money.”

Her gaze shifted to my cock like a cat eyeing prey. “Let know when close. Don’t want surprise. If you cum without permission… I punish. Got it?”

I barely swallowed before she made her move, no time to even reply. Her soft lips wrapped around my head, her tongue swirling in slow, deliberate circles. The heat of her mouth contrasted perfectly with the cool glint of her piercing as it slid against me.

Her free hand braced on my thigh, pinning me down possessively, while the other curled tightly around the base, stroking in rhythm to the gentle bobbing of her head. I was in heaven.

I couldn’t even speak. Literally. All I could do was moan, muscles straining against the silk ropes as they groaned under my sudden pulls. My fingers flexed, tightening around the silk in sheer desperation as I tried to hold back the waves of pleasure washing over me as Nora’s eyes stayed locked on mine, her lips sliding further down my length with practiced ease. Every little flick of her tongue sending shivers down my spine, I couldn’t stop myself from bucking helplessly into her mouth, yet that firm grip around my shaft made sure I could never reach as far in as I needed.

She pulled off with a wet pop, licking her lips as if tasting something delicious for the first time. As if this was her first time tasting cum. As if she hadn’t just done this to another man only a few hours earlier during our date…

“Mmmm… poor Luca,” she cooed, her smirk curling as her hand kept stroking me in lazy, torturous rhythm. “Puppy’s little brain all melty already, ja?”

Before I could answer, she dipped her head lower, her breath hot against me. She kissed my balls softly, almost tenderly, each one met with a wet press of her lips.

“Poor Luca… balls feel so full, hmm? Is achey, you say? No worry… let girlfriend kiss all better,” she purred between kisses, her voice dripping with mock pity.

Then her mouth opened wide, and she took one of my swollen, aching balls fully between her lips. The heat of her tongue swirled over me, deliberate and slow, as she sucked gently, each motion perfectly timed with the strokes of her hand up my shaft. The pleasure rolled through me in waves so powerful that I thought I might melt right there into her mouth.

She let my ball slip from her lips with a slick little pop, her mouth still glistening as she looked up at me from between my legs. Her hand never stopped its slow, steady strokes along my shaft, her thumb now brushing over the leaking tip with just enough pressure to make me twitch.

“How’s my puppy doing?” she asked softly, almost sweet—like she wasn’t the one torturing me within an inch of my sanity. Her eyes narrowed in mock suspicion. “Mmm… face say ‘Don’t stop,’ but cock say ‘I’m dying.’”

Before I could even form a reply, she tilted her head and dipped lower, her warm breath skating over my other ball.

“Don’t worry… girlfriend is fair. We take care of both, ja?”

Her lips wrapped around the neglected side, sucking it into her mouth with the same slow, decadent pace. Her tongue rolled and teased against me while her hand tightened slightly on my shaft, stroking me in sync with the gentle pull of her mouth. My hips shifted helplessly, but she pressed her free hand firmly against my thigh, keeping me pinned exactly where she wanted me.

Nora finally let go with another wet pop, my ball slipping from between her lips. A thin line of spit connected her mouth to me before it broke, glistening against my skin. She sat back just enough to look at me, her hand sliding slowly up my shaft until her thumb brushed over the leaking tip.

A bead of precum clung there, which she kept hanging off the nail of her thumb as she brought it to her lips.

She sucked it clean in one slow motion, eyes never leaving mine, savoring like she was tasting some rare wine.

“Mmm… Luca…” she murmured, voice low and thoughtful. “You know, you have some of the biggest balls I’ve ever seen right now. They look… so heavy. Like they begging girlfriend for mercy.”

Her gaze flicked down briefly before meeting mine again, a smirk curling her lips.

“And your cum…” she said, licking her thumb one last time, “tastes so much better than any man’s I’ve ever had before. Sweeter. Richer. Very thick. Mmm… why you think that is, hmm?”

She tilted her head, pretending to ponder, her fingers lazily toying with my shaft as if the question was a genuine mystery. “Maybe… it’s because you want to give it to me so badly. Maybe your body know it’s for girlfriend only.”

Nora’s hand found it’s way back to my balls, holding them tightly as she continued. “Or… maybe it is like fine wine? Get better with age? If boyfriends cum taste this good after week, I have to keep you in cage more often.” She grinned down at me, squeezing my balls playfully to show her control.

“Think… I need better taste.”

Before I could even catch my breath, her lips were on me again—soft, wet, and unrelenting. One hand still gripped my balls, pulling them taut, while her mouth descended with ease, claiming slowness down my shaft. The sensation was overwhelming, heat, suction, pressure, and without thinking, my hips jerked up, driving myself deep until I felt the back of her throat in one sudden, perfect thrust.

The impact sent electric shivers up my spine, but before I could savor it, she pulled back sharply. Her eyes met mine, no smile this time—just that sharp, dangerous glare.

“Bad boy, Luca!” she snapped, her accent curling around the words. “I was trying make first time special… melt stupid puppy brain slow… but you? The second girlfriend give chance, you attack like every other man!”

A sharp smack! echoed in the room, the sting blooming instantly across my inner thigh. My breath caught in a startled gasp.

“S-Sorry, Nora… I—I couldn’t help it. It just… felt so good,” I stammered, the apology tumbling out before I could stop myself. I couldn’t help but wonder to myself, was Nora trying to be… romantic? That comment, “every other man.” I was suppose to be someone special to her, her boyfriend, but I had let my desires get the better of me. Treating her mouth like a toy, just like her clients would. Just like the man from earlier must have…

She resumed stroking me with infuriating slowness, her eyes never leaving mine. “Mm… is fine,” she murmured, a smirk ghosting back onto her lips. “Just… want make special. You be good boy now, ja? Buck again without permission… I tie legs down too. And… sorry for smack. Didn’t mean hit that hard.”

Nora rubbed the red spot on my thigh tenderly in a moment of surprising sympathy. But it wasn’t long before her grin came back. Playful, dangerous, and completely in control. I knew I was forgiven… for now.

Then she bent low, her gaze locked on mine, her voice dropping to a heated whisper. “So… this is what puppy wanted, hmm?” Her breath danced warm over my skin before her lips parted around me again. Inch by agonizing inch, she slid down my shaft, her tongue pressing in ways that made me clench my fists.

Her lips reached my base, sealing tight around me, her face buried against me. Those wicked eyes looked up—steady, unblinking. Was that… a smirk…? With my cock still in her mouth.

That was definitely a smirk I realized as her grin grew wider, and then she started to move. Slow at first, her lips sliding back up, tongue pressing along the underside in a way that made my stomach tighten. At the tip, she let her mouth linger, swirling her tongue over me in lazy circles before sinking back down.

I could feel her fingers still curled possessively around my balls, keeping them pulled tight. Every movement felt amplified, sharper, as though she wanted to wring every drop of tension out of me. She set a rhythm—down, swirl, up, lick—and never once looked away.

I could barely think, the gentle suction and heat making me groan out loud. My hips trembling beneath her, trying desperately not to thrust into her.

She pulled back just enough to speak, lips glistening. “Careful, puppy. Remember what I say… no moving unless I tell you.”

Her tongue flicked against me again, a teasing promise of just how long she could keep this going.

Nora winked before sinking back down on me, her lips sealing tight until they kissed the base. I felt her throat close snugly around me, hot and impossibly soft, and then—there it was—a faint buzzing. It started subtle, like a purr, but grew stronger the deeper I was inside her. She kept humming, the vibrations running the full length of my cock, flooding every nerve with messy pleasure.

Then came that merciless pattern again: down, swirl, up, lick. Only now, the vibrations were joined by the slow, deliberate clench of her throat, milking me in pulses that made my toes curl. Oh god… her throat… it was like she was squeezing me from the inside, coaxing everything out. I could feel my control unraveling.

“N-Nora! I’m gonna cum!”

The buzzing stopped instantly. She looked up with my cock still halfway in her mouth, sliding up just slow enough to drive me insane.

“Too much? But I was only just starting,” she teased, laughing softly as her fingers tightened around my balls. The grip was firm, almost cruel, and the sudden pressure yanked me back from the edge. I could feel my cum pressing helplessly against her hold, churning with nowhere to go, my body was aching for release.

Her fingers relaxed slightly on my balls, enough to let the pressure ease but not enough for me to breathe normally again. She tilted her head, her grin dripping with mischief.

“Mmm… lucky puppy. You give me warning this time, so I let you cum. See? Girlfriend very fair,” she purred. “And… because you so good… I show you something special. Technique only Nora can do. Is reason men pay me so much for blowjob, ja? But only you get for free.”

I swallowed hard, watching her lips part. Then it appeared, her tongue. Longer than should have been possible, glistening as it slid out past her lips, curling in a slow wave. Saliva dripped onto my swollen head head in front of her and ran down my shaft in warm ropes that pooled around my base. Then, using that snake-like tongue, she traced a slow, wet path from my balls to my tip, leaving a slick sheen that made me shudder.

Without warning, she took me fully into her mouth again, but this time… oh god. I felt her tongue coil around me inside her throat, winding in a slow spiral down my shaft. It squeezed and twisted like a living screw, the pressure rolling in waves as she moved up and down. Each stroke was deliberate, the spiral unwinding as she rose and coiling tighter as she sank back down.

The sensation was impossible to describe, soft, wet heat and relentless motion, her throat still pulsing like before, but now paired with that twisting, licking vice. I could feel every inch of her tongue working me, every ripple pulling me closer to the edge.

“Oh—N-Nora—” I gasped, my hips twitching despite my best efforts. I was right there, my body tensing, my mind a white blur. She knew it too, I could feel the rhythm tighten, her spiral becoming faster, more insistent, milking me toward an orgasm that was about to rip through me.

“Oh God! Oh fuck! I’m—”

The warning barely left my mouth before her hand clamped down again, that same unyielding, vice-like grip yanking my balls taut. But this time… she didn’t stop.

Her eyes locked on mine as her lips slid all the way up, kissing my tip with maddening slowness, only to sink back down until they pressed against my base. She hummed deep in her throat, the vibration buzzing through me while her muscles pulsed in perfect waves around my shaft, drawing me in, milking me. And that tongue… God, that tongue. It wrapped around my throbbing cock even tighter now, coiling like a python trying to crush its prey.

“F-fuck! N-Nora! Please! I’m cumming!”

But I wasn’t. I couldn’t. Not with her chokehold around my balls keeping me locked on the edge, my orgasm trapped and burning inside me behind her grip. Yet she never faltered. Fuck, she didn’t even blink! My bindings strained, the wood frame beneath me creaked, and my legs kicked wildly, but she kept me pinned as if I weighed nothing. How the hell was she this strong?

I need to cum. My mind was unraveling. I need to cum. She promised. I need to cum.  Oh God, please… I need to cum. Why won’t she let me cum?!

Then it hit me.

“Oh fuck! N-Nora! P-please! For the love of God—please give me permission to cum!”

I have no idea how I managed to force the words out. But the instant I did, her grip eased. Her head was already moving faster—bobbing like a piston—and… was she smiling at me right now?

And then it hit me like a tsunami. Her hand, previously strangling my balls, now cupped them gently, massaging them. With the dam gone, I felt my cum rushing out of me in a solid wave. Not one of my usual pathetic spurts, but with the floodgates removed I felt the solid stream of cum rushing out in desperation after my entire week of denial. My entire week of 24/7 chastity.

I could feel my mind going blank. My eyes rolling into the back of my head as I was lost in the waves of pleasure. I had never felt anything like this before in my life! And the whole time… Nora just kept that intense pace going.

Eyes now closed in concentration; it was obvious to tell that she was struggling to swallow all of the cum being pumped inside of her. Her pace faltered for just a second as my cock pulsed inside her throat, cum exploding inside her, coating the back of her throat as she desperately tried to handle the deluge, she now found herself in.

Her tongue, that beast of legend in her mouth—Jormungandr— now serving as a second channel to control the nonstop stream of cum that I was pouring into her. Tightening just enough between pulses to give her time to take a quick gulp, before relaxing as another jet of cum exploded inside her again.

I was lost to time as our seemingly endless struggle continued. A battle between Nora’s ability to swallow against the sheer volume of cum I had saved up for her.. But at last, I felt my balls draining, the mighty river of cum turning into a gentle stream, until drying up altogether.

I felt her throat pulse around me a few more times, as if making sure I truly was drained, before her lips finally pulled back up. Coughing Nora looked at me sputtering “Ahhh! I thought I was going to die! Luca, you trying to drown me on first date!” Nora continued to cough, wiping a glob of cum that had escaped her mouth with the back of her hand and eyeing it warily before letting that impossibly long tongue slide out to lap it up.

I could feel the corners of my lips rising into a hazy smile as our eyes met. And it wasn’t long after that Nora was a heap on top of me. Having fallen down in the throws of laughter at her near death experience.