A lovers lesson

I really did appreciate the way my lover continually did his best to withstand the pleasures I offered him. I found those quiet little sounds that escaped him and that grimace on his face when he tried so hard to hold back to maximise my pleasure to be both endearing and erotic.
Still, there were times when the whispers of my mind provoked me into reminding him that his capability to withstand the pleasures of my sweet, soft pussy were solely reliant upon me allowing him to do so.
In other words, sometimes the mood struck me to give him a little reminder that if I wanted to make him cum that there was no amount of focus… no amount of willpower… no amount of reciting statistics in his head that would allow him to withstand the overwhelming pleasures my pussy could inflict upon him.
Today was one of those days.
I approached him with hips swaying, then reached beneath my dress to peel down my warm, moist panties. After allowing them to swing teasingly from my fingertips for a second I tossed them aside then knelt between his legs, wasting no time liberating his cock from his trousers.
Within moments my soft hands and teasing tongue had coaxed him in to just the condition I wanted. Moving up to join him, bestridden his lap and in one slow, smooth motion took him deep inside, my pussy claiming his cock as it’s captive prisoner.
The moment my body went in to action my lover gasped softly, his muscles tensing and a look of concern washing over his face. I smirked inwardly, well aware of what was causing his plight. Rather than allowing him a moment to become acclimated to the velvety soft tightness of my pussy I was instead immediately unleashing the power of my feminine sexuality upon him.
My hips were already moving up and down… erotically undulating forward and back…
And at the same time my exquisitely honed muscles were already squeezing and releasing… clasping and rippling… the hot, soft wetness of my pussy like a vice of silk clamping around him.
I smiled inwardly at the obvious sense of helplessness in his voice when within moments he was already groaning and grunting. Music to my ears.
Never stopping my movements I took his face in my hands. My voice was soft, gentle, and reassuring as I murmured, “Shh, I know baby… It’s ok. Don’t try to fight it, you can’t. Just give in, enjoy it. That’s what I want.”
With my hips shifting seductively and the muscles of my pussy persistently working over his cock, he had no prayer. I released a soft purr of success when his head fell forward in defeat, the perfumed softness of my ample cleavage only adding to my carnal snare of this now helplessly aroused man.
And as his body surrendered to me, I whispered softly in his ear, urging him on.
“That’s it darling, just like that. Cum. Cum for me. I want every… last… drop from you.”
Moments later with his spent body still trembling beneath mine. “Baby. I tried to hold back but….”
Swiftly I interrupted him, smiling as my fingers stroked his face. “Shhh… I know, darling. I love the way you always try to hold back for me, really I do. But still, I don’t want you to forget, if I want you to cum, you will cum, i'll make sure of it.”
“Oh god….,” he moaned softly.
In a soft voice I purred, “You know that, don’t you?”
Still breathless, he replied, “Oh yes, I understand completely.”