Clara challenges you to endure until the final cum round – JOI Game
The JOI Game: An Elaborate Compendium
Arousal pulsed through your veins as you watched the screen, riveted by Clara’s fiery gaze boring into you. The sultry vixen had issued you a challenge: endurance in the face of unrelenting ecstasy. The game was simple – don’t cum until the final round. But for those familiar with the entrancing allure of the amateur handjob, the task was daunting.
“Mmm, I know you’re desperate to explode right now,” Clara purred, her fingertips dancing along your shaft. “But you’re not going to…not until I’ve had my fill of playing with this magnificent cock.”
The POV camera captured every lascivious detail, from the glistening Condyles Head to the greasy residue left by Clara’s skillful technique. She alternated between firm grips and feather-light caresses, her long nails raking teasingly along your frenulum. Time seemed to warp as the pleasure amped up, the video stretching out into an endless sea of sexual gratification.
“You’re so hard…so responsive,” she cooed, flicking her wrist faster. “I love watching you squirm. You’re totally at my mercy, baby.”
Each thrust of her hand elicited a guttural moan, your body yearning for release yet denied. Clara’s heels dug into the bed, knees pinning your legs down – a captive audience to her torrid tempos. Drops of pre-cum dribbled from your tip, providing additional lubricant for her deft strokes. The camera rolled close, momentarily filling the frame with your engorged purple glans before panning back out to capture the delicious depravity in its totality.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” Clara groaned, her strokes becoming frantic. “I can tell you’re getting close…I can feel it throbbing in my hand. But you can’t let go yet…not until I say so.”
Then, a cruel twist of the wrist and she slowed to a sensual crawl – maddeningly slow pumps that kept you teetering on the edge of orgasm. Clara held your gaze, triumph gleaming in her eyes as she beheld your tangled state of lust. Her free hand crept up to play with your nipple rings, sending shivers of delightskeacing down your spin.
Time seemed to fracture into a kaleidoscope of serm member. Her pouty lips curled into a smug grin, enjoying the power she held over you, the wicked queen torturing her loyal subject.
“Final round,” she husked, her voice taking on a dominant edge. “Time to blow.”
Unleashing her pent-up fury, Clara’s slick hand whirred up and down your aching cock, each stroke harder than the last. She leaned in close, her scorching breath washing over your face. Her fingers swirled beneath your head, brushing that sensitive spotthat drove you crazy.
“Fucking cum for me,” she commanded breathlessly. “Paint my face and chest with your hot load. Mark me as your territory. Now!”
White hot ecstasy burst from your member, thick ropes of seed spurting out with the force of a volcano. Clara aimed your cock directly at her heaving tits, eyes fluttering shut as she embraced the warm barrage. Your cum dripped down her chin, splattered her hair. It was a beautiful, messy sight, a testament to the perverse pleasure you’d endured just for her.
Panting, you watched Clara scoop some cum onto her fingers and grin salaciously. She brought her fingers to her lips, sucking the pearly essence clean. Her tongue darted out, savoring the strong taste. Steam seemed to rise off her skin, stoking the inferno within you despite your depleted state.
“Mmm, you taste divine,” she purred, licking her lips lecherously. “Next time, try to last a bit longer, hmm? I want every drop, after all.”
With a wink, she reached off screen and clicked ‘stop.’ The video ended abruptly, leaving you with your racing heart and quivering limbs as your post-orgasmic pleasure coasted through your electrified nerve endings. Already, your cock began to swell once more, mind already plotting your next round in this intoxicating game of stalling satisfaction…just for her.
