Momma Told Me Not To Cum
I can still remember the words that my momma said to me when I was growing up – “Don’t you go and cum before you should.” That was her way of telling me to take my time and make sure I was ready when it came time to do the deed. Little did I know that those words would come to mean something quite different when I grew up and discovered the world of sex.
When I was in college, I started to explore my sexuality and sexual desires, something that I had never done before. I had been told growing up by both parents and society that sex and sexuality were something to be hidden and kept secret. But, when I was on my own, I had the freedom to explore and indulge in whatever I wanted. This included discovering the world of sex, and all the different types of pleasure that could be had from it.
One of the first experiences that I had was with a high-class escort. I was a bit nervous because I had never done anything like this before, but the escort was very patient and understanding. She made me feel comfortable, and soon enough I was ready to explore all the different types of pleasure that she had to offer.
I started off by exploring her body with my hands, but soon enough I found myself kissing and caressing her body, my lips moving from her neck down to her breasts and then even lower. She guided me as I explored different parts of her body, giving me gentle instructions on how to please her. I loved the sensation of her body against mine, and I found myself becoming aroused as I felt her skin against my own.
Eventually, I moved lower and lower, until I was taking her panties off and exploring her most intimate parts. I explored her pussy with my tongue, licking and kissing her until I heard her moans of pleasure. This made me even more aroused, so I moved lower still and started to explore her tight asshole. I could feel her tightness, and it made my cock throb in anticipation.
Before long I was fucking her hard and fast, my thrusts becoming more and more urgent as I moved closer and closer to cumming. I could feel the pleasure building inside me, and I was desperate to cum but I remembered my momma’s words and forced myself to hold back. The escort was equally desperate for me to cum, and she was encouraging me with her words and her body, pushing me to the edge and then back again. This went on for what seemed like forever, until finally I felt a wave of pleasure come over me and my cum burst out of me and into the condom.
Once I had finished, I lay with her in my arms, both of us panting in the afterglow of our pleasure. I thanked her for the experience and told her that I would remember it always. And, of course, I remembered my momma’s words and couldn’t help but smile.
