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I am not dominate, but I do love edging. Bring a man to the edge over and over again. Prolonging an orgasm only makes it so much more intense, and powerful. I did this to my boyfriend and he fell in love.

 
“Stop stroking. You can’t cum yet!”
 
My voice sweet and innocent, I love when my man uses me to get off. He was out of town for the night and needed relief. He called and told me I either get him off on the phone, or he was calling and escort. I guess you know how I felt about that. I was livid. Since he threatened me, I made him suffer.
 

“Baby let’s try something new. Edging. You’ll love it.”

 
I gave him words that meant slow, fast, and stop. We would use those instead of the actual words. For some reason it was so much hotter that way. I could tell a story and incorporate the key words into a sentence and he would have to do as I said.
 
“The sky is so blue today honey.”
 
Blue meant to go slow. He would need to wrap his hand around his dick, and slow the stroking down. I didn’t want him cumming. While we did this, I texted him pictures of me playing with my pussy, and other girls pictures. I found lots of naughty masturbation photos for him to enjoy.
 
“The banana’s are yellow”
 
He could speed up here, his hand stroking so hard that I heard it through the phone. That’s when I used the word windy and he stopped. We were in the middle of a storm, so I used that word a lot. So much so that he begged for blue skies and yellow banana’s.
 
I love edging, but not sure after 2 hours if he did. I know that when he came, he exploded in a fury of cum. He sent me a picture of the mess, and oh my god! It shot all over the bed and the night stand. I guess that means job well done. I know I came too, so this all turned me on as well.