Sister's Best Friend Gooner Edging (JOI Erotic Audio)

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Of course you are. You're desperate to come and clear your mind entirely. You've been resisting for so long, but we're going to take care of that. I know that you're a normal man by day, but with me, together we're going to dive into a fantasy built just for us. One where you're going to get plenty of pleasure as long as you behave like the good boy I know you want to be. Don't worry, I'm going to make sure you enjoy this as much as I do.

But since this is our shared fantasy, let's go over some rules. I made this fantasy for us to enjoy, based on my own thoughts. It's created by me for us, that means everyone involved is an adult. The most important rule is that while we indulge in our fantasy, you're mine alone. So, no work, no other people around, no driving or distractions. If you're doing something, it's best to pause and wait for another time.

Otherwise, be my good boy, lay down, and get comfortable. There's plenty of fun for us to have.

Now that it's just the two of us, we can get closer. Let's help all those distractions, stresses, and any negative thoughts roll off your shoulders. Your mind should be filled with my voice and nothing else. I'll help you get there, so breathe me in, inhale my voice, and let it fill you entirely. Inhale with me, feel fresh air fill your lungs while your chest expands and your shoulders spread. Feel my peace spread through you and hold it for three, two, one. Now exhale slowly, feel each stress, each distraction leave your body. All your worries roll off your shoulders as you exhale and your chest shrinks, your stomach hollows. Another deep breath, inhale and come closer to me. Let me wrap my warmth and peace around you. Every deep breath brings us closer, so inhale the scent of my vanilla perfume, breathe me in deeply, and hold it for three, two, one, and exhale. Let go of everything beyond you and me, it's just us here together. Everything else is gone, just like the stress you were holding on to. All your muscles relax slowly, your fingers spread, your back eases into your comfort, and I'm closer, my hands stroking over your chest as I exhale over your lips. Inhale my peace, feel it spread through every molecule of your body, threading us closer together. Hold it for three, two, one, and exhale. Let those last tangles of stress go, it's just us, wound together. Hold on to this calm, keep breathing nice and deep for me. Now that we're wrapped together, I'm going to pull you into the fantasy I made for us. Peace will become a whole lot more, and all you have to do is keep obeying. Do you know what a gooner's job is? It's to empty your mind, and keep it blank. The only way to do that is jerking off right to the edge of coming over and over and over again until you almost go crazy. I personally think meditation is better, but to each their own. I have a feeling I know what you do. Locked in your room all day, saying not to bother you, as if you'll get distracted. Your sister is worried.

She still sees you as an innocent, but college changes people, doesn't it? That's why I, as her best friend, volunteered to check on you. And I know just how to do it. Which is why she's out of the house. It's just you and me now.

I remember how you used to look at me, especially while I tanned or did yoga with your sister. You loved me in next to nothing, my bronze skin all on display, my thick honey brown hair curling and slinking down my back and over my double D breasts. You used to practically lick me with a look. You'd drink in my long, toned legs, my perfect bubble butt. You'd savor every curve, not to mention stare at my lush, full lips and my dark eyes as if I was a goddess.

This time the goddess is coming to you. I put on a shiny little leather that's a thong in the back and doesn't hide a single curve or my nipples when they get hard. I put on nylon tights too, just to make sure that I cat your attention, since I know what nylon does to you. I'm all dressed up for you to enjoy. I'm determined to break your gooner streak, especially since I know for a fact that you haven't come in the last week. Someone would have noticed, and I can't let you go crazy from lack of orgasms, so we'll fix it, won't we? Don't worry, I'll be gentle, mostly.

I take a breath and open your door. Silly you, you forgot to lock it. I stare at you, sitting on your bed. I pout, slightly. Whoa, I'd figure you at least have your cock in your hand, I comment. Your blush says plenty, but I don't judge.

No, today I'm all about pleasure, your pleasure specifically. You need to come, and I'm the woman to make it happen. I step into your room and shut the door behind me, so we don't have any uninvited guests. I lick over my bottom lip as I saunter in. I play with my hair, lifting it up as I turn around slowly to show off my perfect, shiny ass. A latex pink leotard and nylon stockings must be enough to get your attention. Based on the way you're panting and watching me as I squat down and roll my body back up before turning around and continuing to strut towards you, I know you're more than focused on me. You're hard as a rock, aren't you? I guess you're not used to a woman barging in or a woman teasing you so obviously. I walk closer to you, each step making my hips weigh side to side. As I trace my body with my hands, I watch you from under my lashes. I lick my bottom lip. Aren't you happy to see me, handsome? Isn't this exactly what you've dreamed of? I ask. You choke on your reply, which just makes me smile more. I sigh and straddle your lap. Hmm. My hair brushes your cheek, then I spread my thighs around yours and settle on your lap. My breasts brush your chest every time I breathe and I can feel how hard you are. You're so desperate to come that I bet I would take next to nothing. Just a few rolls of my hips letting you smell my perfume. Letting my hair brush across your neck, teasing you with my lips.

This is so comfortable. We should have done this before, I say softly. Your cheeks burn and I feel your cock twitch against me. I slide across your pants. Nylons are so slippery like that and I can't wait to drive you crazy. Since you've been so dedicated to being a gooner, we're going to take care of that. Don't worry, I'll make sure you get right to the edge and maybe, just maybe, I say. I'll let you come. I slowly grin on you. I stroke over your chest, along your arms, making sure you feel every move of my hips, the way my thighs tense around yours, the soft teasing brushes of my chest. I want you as hard as can be. I lean forward so my lips are right by your earlobe.

I just want to see you in action, handsome. I want to make you horny and bring you to the edge again and again. Show me the kind of control you have, I say before gently sucking your earlobe. Jeez, are you that hard already? It doesn't mean I'll stop. It just means I get to enjoy working you up even more. So I keep giving you a lap dance while dragging my fingers down the front of your body, then undoing your pants so your cock springs free. Well, look at that. It's all out and about to be enjoyed, I tease. I roll my hips again. Do you think you could come just like this? With my latex-covered pussy rubbing against your dick, I spit in my hand and rub over my crotch, making it nice and slippery as I grin on your dick. Are you ready? I ask. You try to ask me what you should be ready for, but I smile. When I reach number one, you're allowed to come. Not before then. You have to last for me, I say. Ten. Don't you love how slippery the latex is against your dick? Nine. You can make out every line of my pussy, can't you? Eight. I think you're eager to come for me. I think you want to come all over my leotard and nylons and see her cum on me. Seven. And maybe I want that, too. Six. Haven't you been waiting to come for so, so long? Don't you want to impress me by cumming for me? Especially when I want to see it so badly. Five. Then, again, I stop rolling my hips and you pant, your cock twitching eagerly. I tap the head twice and tut. Well, maybe you're not ready to get that close to cumming. Maybe you don't even want to cum for me.

You try to tell me that you're willing to cum for me, that you're close, that if I would have gotten to one, you would have emptied yourself on my latex, but I just can't be sure. I think about it while tracing my pussy through the latex. My knuckles keep brushing your cock as I do.

Does my gooner really want to cum for me? I tease. You nod eagerly and I smile. Slowly, I move my leotard to the side. You look down to see my pussy perfectly outlined and on display through my nylons. Pre-cum roll over your cockhead as I make sure to grind against your shaft. I add my hand to the other side of your cock to make it more intense. Are you ready? You nod eagerly. Ten. I can feel how much you like my wet pussy pressing against you. Nine. Aren't you eager to feel even more than that? This is just a tease. You can't fuck me through nylons unless you rip them up. Eight. But you're already so close and so eager. Is it because you can feel how soaked I am? Or is it because you can't tell I'm perfectly shaved? Maybe it's because you can feel the way my pussy lips try to spread around your shaft. Seven. Maybe you can handle me moving faster. Yeah, just like that. See how good it feels? Isn't this better than sitting in your room and jerking off for hours and hours just to get no relief? I think this is exactly what you want. Six. Pussy is always better than your hand. And I'm right here if you show a little initiative in tear my nylons.

You could be inside me right away. Five. You could even touch me and I wouldn't stop you right now. Four. You are not the only one being teased. But... Three. Maybe I'm not teasing you quite enough. You're still holding back. You're too good at resisting the urge to come. Maybe we should stop, I say. It doesn't seem like you really want me here. Even though I can't imagine a better spot than on your lap. You grab my hips and pull me tighter against you. I know you're trying to convince me you want to come for me. You're trying to tell me that you can take it. That you want it.

Can you hear how wet I am rubbing against your cock like this, I ask?

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. It would be so easy to get my feel of you right now. There's no one else to stop us now. We could enjoy each other in so many ways. I'm impressed by how long you're lasting though. Especially when I know how easy it would be for you to come. I guess all your practice is paying off. Because if you come before I count down to one, you'll be in trouble. It would be a compliment, sure. But you'd still be in trouble since you're such a naughty boy. I guess we'll just have to see how long it takes me to push you over the edge. We'll have to see if you can really hold out like I think. Remember, you can't come until I get to one. I remind. 10. Maybe you just need to be a little more tempted. 9. What if I pulled my top down and flashed you? If I set my tits free so you could watch them bounce and sway every time I rolled my hips against your cock. 8. Is that what you need to come? Or are you even paying attention to my voice anymore? Would you notice if I say, switch up the numbers a bit? 6. If I started skipping numbers just to see what you're paying attention to. 4. Maybe you're so eager to feel more than my wet nylon-coated pussy that you can't think at all. 2. But you have to be a good boy to earn your orgasm. I need proof you are that good. I didn't say the number you need. I tease in your ear.

3.

You moan and try to get me where you need me. I know your control is eroding. I might as well be a professional tease at this point. And you're so good at taking it. Maybe it is time to make you come. I just can't be sure. And if I'm not sure, then it doesn't make much sense to give you hope, does it? Because when I finish my countdown, I want you to come all over me. Ruin my latex leotard and my nylons.

I think you can handle even more handsome. So let's put it to the test. I hook my fingers in the thin straps of my leotard and pull them down over my arms. You watch, totally enraptured, while continuing to thrust against my barely covered pussy. My nylons are so wet, they're see-through. And now, with my leotard below my breasts, you can't look away. I ride you harder, letting you enjoy every bounce and jiggle of my tits until you look hypnotized by them. My light brown nipples are tight and so hard. I'm sure you can feel them against your chest. Do you like knowing how much this turns me on? Does it make it even better for you? Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. Do you like the view? I ask softly. You nod and reach out to touch me, but I guide your hands to right below my breasts. You get to feel them flop against your hands, but you don't get to touch. That would be a reward, and only good boys get rewards. You are allowed to touch them. When I say so, I inform. I look down between us. You follow my gaze to see my wet nylons not hiding a thing. It's obvious how soaked I am. You can make out every detail of my pussy as I keep riding you, and I know you're nearly past the edge of your control.

I think you'll be ready for me after one more countdown. What do you think? Do you want to try it? I purr in your ear. 10. The view, the way I feel against you, all this has to be so much better than porn and fucking your fist. You can smell my perfume, feel hot and wet I am, and you know every word is for you specifically. 9. Why hold back when my whole goal is to please you, Gooner? Why got this insane with practicing your endurance rather than have fun with a woman, specifically a woman like me? 8. It's time to end all that patience. It's time to reward all your gooning with an intense, determined orgasm. It's what you deserve. 7. And I'm not leaving until I have your cum all over me, you know that? 6. You're going to give it to me, too. I'm very sure of that. I know you can't resist. 5. We're halfway there, and I can tell you're ready to burst. Your cock keeps twitching, I see the pre -cum rolling over the head of your cock. I'm tempted to taste you, to stuff your entire cock in my mouth, since I know it will break. 4. But you have to earn that. That's why you don't get to touch my tits yet. I want you to cum, and you're going to. If you keep being that good, you'll earn plenty more. 3.

See how good you are? Now you can touch my squishy, perfect breasts. Squeeze them. Tug my nipples. Listen to me moan for you, and keep pleasing me so I let you cum, too.

This is where your hands belong. Right on my tits. Not on your cock. And now you're going to give me all your saved up cum, aren't you? Because being good feels good, and you want to glaze my pussy through my nylons. So give it to me. Right. 1. Now. Come for me now. Soak my nylons. Ruin them with your cum, so I can wear the mark of as a sign of success. Yes. Cum all over me.

Oh, well, look who gave me an extra special load. I think that my leotard and nylons look better drenched in your cum, don't you? And I think that we should do this at least once a week, just to keep you from going fully insane. Who knows what you might earn next time, handsome.