It was apparent to me that Laney enjoyed being in control. That was fine with me. It was a refreshing turn-on to be with a woman, who knew exactly what she wanted and was eager to take matters into her own hands. The fierce intensity of the ejaculation, which Laney was able to extract from me, had left me completely drained, and I just lay there on my back, trying to regain my senses. Hey, kiddo, Laney said sternly, You still alive? Kiddoshe had always called me that, even back when she and my sister were in high school and I was in grade school. I hated it back then, but I didnt seem to mind it so much now. Kiddo, she continued, Its still early, you know, and Im just getting started. Just getting started? I quickly surmised that she had no intention of going back to her own bed anytime soon. She still maintained a firm grip on my length, caressing it, still trying to squeeze out one last drop of cum. Laney gave my length one last toy, and stared straight into my eyes, a sly little smile appearing on her face. She relinquished her grip on me, and slowly crawled, catlike, up towards me until our faces met. As she straddled my hips again, her soaked panties pressing down against my stomach, she kissed me deeply. I brought my hands up to her hips in an effort to once again remove her panties, but she grabbed my hands and pinned them next to my head.

Not so fast, kiddo, she laughed.

Keep your hands right where they are. I couldnt believe it. She had already brought me to an earth shaking ejaculation, but I had yet to even see her naked. She was still wearing the same t-shirt and panties. This wasnt fair, was it? Why should she have all the control, I thought. I finally decided it probably didnt matter.

Play it! Why not just sit back and enjoy the ride, and thats just what I did. I relaxed my entire body, clasped my hands together behind my head, and smiled up at her.

Thats better, she said sweetly. I still want to play some more.

She pressed her hands against my chest, until she was upright, still straddling my stomach. She slowly reached down with her right hand, sliding her fingers inside her panties, and began rubbing her softness, while caressing her breasts through her t-shirt with her left hand.

She slowly started rocking her pelvis back and forth across my belly, while my length, now behind her, began to stiffen again. She was getting wetter and wetter with each rhythmic thrust of her pelvis as her juices really began flowing.

She let out a little moan, tossed her head back slightly, and closed her eyes. She maintained this hypnotic motion as she continued to masturbate on me. The image of Laney vigorously masturbating against my torso, her tight body grinding against mine, was almost too stimulating. I was rock hard again, but I couldnt take my eyes off of her as she drove herself towards what I thought would be an explosive climax. All at once she stopped herself and slowly opened her eyes.

She glared down at me, brought her right hand from her panties up to her mouth, and began sucking her fingers dry, one at a time. Still staring at me, Laney reached behind her and found my thingy with her right hand. Oooh, she said, Looks like youre making a nice comeback. She lifted herself off of my stomach and slid back, positioning her crotch just above my rigid manhood. She lowered her softness until the tip of my length was just barely touching her drenched panties. This was it, I thought. I was finally going to be inside her. I could barely stand it! She started rubbing the head of my manhood against her personal place, which was gradually becoming hard and swollen with each stroke. But there was still one problem.

She wouldnt remove those panties. I thought if only I could slide my thingy inside of her panties I would be home, but she maintained her grip on me, controlling where my manhood could and couldnt go. She began to play me right through the fabric of her soaked panties, pushing me as far inside her as the elasticity of the cotton material would allow. I could feel her lips part and the warmth of her love, inviting me inside, as she moved up and down, continuing this cruel and tortuous panty play. I was so hard at this point, I actually thought my length would tear right through those panties, allowing me to plunge deep inside her hot, tight softness.

With each descent upon the tip of my manhood with nothing more than a thin layer of soaked cotton fabric between us, Laneys gorgeous, perfectly shaped breasts, bounced slightly up and down inside her t-shirt, exciting me to the point where I thought I would erupt once again.

My breathing became more rapid as I started to thrust my hips in perfect unison with hers.

I felt the orgasm begin to build within me. My length twitched a couple of times in anticipation of exploding into her panties, and I knew she sensed it because she quickly hopped off of my pulsating thingy. Slowly, agonizingly, the eruption that seemed inevitable, gradually subsided, and the twitching of my length also eased. Laney was now lying next to me again, gently toying my right earlobe.

She partly whispered, partly moaned, I want you to make me come. To be continued