Boyfriend Tryout

Dear FemdomU Forum,

My name is Jen and I am a 20-year-old sophomore at the University of Florida. I have always been a sexually adventurous person, and I love to push boundaries and test my partners’ limits. Recently, I had an experience that I just had to share with you all. It was the ultimate test for a guy who wanted to be my boyfriend. I spent the whole day teasing and edging him, making him beg for release, until finally giving him the ultimate orgasm and making him clean up his own mess with his tongue.

It started on a sunny Monday morning on campus. I had just finished my first class and I was walking to my next one when I spotted my potential boyfriend, Kevin, sitting on a bench. He had been trying to woo me for weeks, asking me out, giving me little gifts and leaving love notes on my doorstep. I had been enjoying the attention, but I wanted to see how far he was willing to go for me. So, I made my way over to him and sat down next to him.

“Hey, Kevin,” I said with a smirk. “What are you doing here?”

“I was just waiting for you,” he replied without missing a beat.

“Well, aren’t you a good little boy?” I teased, running my hand up his thigh.

He shivered under my touch and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I whispered in his ear, changing my tone from playful to demanding, “Drop your pants for me.”

He hesitated for a moment, looking around to see if anyone was watching. Then he slowly pulled his pants down, revealing a bulge in his boxer briefs. I could feel the anticipation building between us. “Pull it out and start stroking,” I demanded. He reached in his shorts and pulled out his cock, already growing.

“Stroke your cock for me, Kevin. Slowly, up and down. That’s it. Now, add a little twist with your wrist. Good boy. Keep going, but don’t you dare cum.”

I could see the desperation in his eyes as he followed my instructions, his hand moving faster and faster. But I wasn’t going to let him release just yet. I wanted to see how long he could last. I stood up, leaving him panting and hard on the bench, and walked away with a smirk on my face. I couldn’t wait to see his reaction when I saw him again later.

The second time I found Kevin was during lunch at the campus cafe. He was sitting with his friends, but as soon as he saw me, he excused himself and followed me to a quiet corner.

“Jen, please let me cum. I can’t take it anymore,” he begged, his voice full of need.

“Not yet,” I replied, my voice low and seductive as I grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom. Once inside, I pushed him up against the wall, feeling the cool tile against his back. My hands moved quickly, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down with a sense of urgency. My lips grazed over his length, teasing him with soft kisses before taking him fully into my mouth. The heat of his skin and the taste of him was intoxicating. I could feel his body tense as he reached the brink of ecstasy, but just as he was about to release, I stopped and stood up. A sly smile played on my lips as I looked up at him, knowing that I had control over his pleasure.”

“Not until I tell you to,” I said with a wicked smile. I left him there, panting and frustrated, as I left. I could see the longing in his eyes as he watched me walk away, and I couldn’t wait to see him again.

The third time I caught him was outside the library. He was sitting at a table, studying, when I walked up behind him and whispered in his ear, “I want you to cum for me.”

His eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly stood up and followed me to a secluded area behind the library. I sat down on a bench and he stood in front of me, his pants already down and his cock in his hand.

I could feel the heady sense of control I had over him as I gave him more explicit jerk off instructions. My voice was smooth and seductive, guiding his every move. “Rub the sensitive head of your cock with just the tip of your thumb. Yes, that’s it. Now, use your other hand to massage and tease your swollen balls. Oh, and don’t forget to moan for me.”

He followed my every command, his moans growing louder and more desperate as I pushed him closer and closer to the edge. His breathing grew ragged as he surrendered completely to my words and touch.

But I wasn’t ready to let him release yet. With a sly smile, I stood up and began to walk away, leaving him there on the brink of orgasm, his cock dripping in precum. His eyes followed me with a mix of frustration and longing, pleading for more but unable to do anything without my permission. It only fueled my desire to tease him even more, leaving him teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

The fourth and final time I saw Kevin that day was in the evening, after classes had ended. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm orange glow over the campus. I had been waiting on the steps of the university, my eyes scanning for any sign of him. And then he appeared, walking towards me with a sense of urgency and longing.

As he got closer, I could see the desire and fear in his eyes, a mixture of emotions that mirrored my own. Without saying a word, he dropped to his knees in front of me and reached for my hand.

“Please, Jen,” he pleaded, his voice trembling with need. “I need to cum. I can’t take it anymore.”

I considered his request for a moment before finally giving in to my own desires. With a smile, I said, “Okay, you can cum. But only if you do it right here, right now.”

With no hesitation, he fumbled with his pants and exposed himself to me. His cock was already hard and throbbing with anticipation. I watched as his hand moved faster and faster, desperation written all over his face.

I knew he was close, and this time I wasn’t going to stop him. “Cum for me,” I commanded, my own arousal growing at the sight of him on his knees in front of me.

In one explosive moment, he let out a primal moan as he released himself all over the steps. The relief and satisfaction on his face were unmistakable as he finally let go of all the tension and desire that had been building up between us all day long.

But my thirst for domination was not yet quenched. I forced him to clean up his own mess with his tongue, making sure he lapped up every last drop of his own cum. The sight of him obediently following orders sent shivers down my spine and ignited a primal desire within me to push his boundaries even further. His labored breaths and flushed face only fueled my dominance, as I reveled in the power I held over him. With each lick and slurp, I could feel my control over him intensify, and the thought of what other acts I could make him do raced through my mind, sending a thrill through my body.

In that moment, I knew I had found the perfect partner for my sexual adventures. And Kevin, well, he had passed my test with flying colors. From that day on, he was mine, and I made sure to always keep him on his toes, testing his limits and pushing him to new heights of pleasure.

Sincerely,

Jen