Knowing that the woman is sexually engaged, is a turn on in itself.  As the session continues with the woman taking total advantage of a man who probably is totally bound and maybe blindfolded, to then place her tits in his mouth, or her pussy.  Yes, Patricia, most men love being turned on, but we love it when the woman also has a natural high, or highs.

And the combination makes for a great mind fuck, watching him as he's tied/bond and or stretched competely to his limits. Held helpless brings an Euphoric Aura all its own. To add cock/ball sensory play, perhaps nipples if thats for them along with great music and....etc..... makes for a evening.

A Quick Story

She broke off their kiss with a pout. "This doesn't seem fair, does it? You're naked, and I'm still wearing my dress!" She smiled, slowly sliding her body off of his, his cock springing back up as she moved away, his wrists tugging at the scarves trying to reach out to her with futility. She lowered the straps and let her dress fall to the floor, revealing her nude body, except for a pair of soft cotton panties. "Now where were we?"

She climbed on to the bed, laying down next to him with her breasts pressed to his side and one hand gently stroking his cock. "How long did you say it has been?" He gasped softly as her breath tickled his ear, before answering: "5 months." She nuzzled his neck and started stroking him firmly and faster. "Aww, poor baby," she purred, her voice dripping with sweetness and sympathy, and resumed kissing him. His hips thrust up to meet her hand and he once again pulled at his restraints. She quickened her pace until he started to breathe heavily, causing her to pull her hand away. He groaned with frustration. "Shhh sweetheart, let me take care of you."

Crawling up the bed, she pressed her breasts to his face and let her hair dangle down, tickling him as he inhaled the scent of her perfume. She slowly slid her breasts down his body, stopping at his waist with his cock pressed between them. "They're perfect for teasing cock, aren't they?" Giggling briefly, she started stroking his cock with her breasts, rubbing them along the sides of his shaft and pausing to shake them when she reached the head. "I love when men come on my breasts. In fact, usually by now he would have. But they're not usually tied up like you." Squeezing her breasts together, she started pumping his cock with them. "Please," he moaned, "please let me cum!"

Ignoring his begging, she continued using her breasts to bring him to near orgasm. He breathed heavily, pulling at the ties and bucking his hips towards her. She stopped rubbing her chest against him, and as she pulled away she paused to lick away a small drop of pre-ejaculate that oozed out the tip of his cock. "Mmm, the only thing sweeter than hearing you beg." He slumped back down on the bed, defeated. "Tease!" She laughed at his frustration and simply said: "I know."

She slid her way back up his body, pinning his cock between his stomach and her panty-covered pussy. Kissing her way up his neck to his ear, she taunted him further. "You know, most of my clients would've already come by now. Some would even be on round two of fucking me after a nice, satisfying orgasm. Poor penis. No pussy in 5, long, blue-ball filled months." She rubbed her panties against his cock, sliding up and down. "So close, so achingly close, but still so far away from the pussy pleasure you want so badly." She interrupted the teasing whispers into his ear to kiss him again, moaning into his mouth as she ground her panties into his cock. She ran her fingers through his hair and nibbled on his earlobe, giving him a full-body lapdance.

She continued until he began fighting his restraints, at which point she backed off and stopped moving. Giving him less than a minute to cool down, she resumed grinding her panties against his cock while her lips kissed and her tongue licked their way from his mouth, to his neck, ears, and everywhere else she could reach. As soon as he got close to orgasm, she backed off, edging him over and over again. After a long, deep kiss, he gasped: "Please! Please let me come." His lips trembled and his voice was shaky trying to speak through his desperation. "Blowjob?" She smiled sweetly and he sighed with the hope of some relief.

She kissed her way down his body, paying extra attention to his inner thighs. Wrapping her hand around his scrotum she squeezed gently, "poor thing," sympathy returning to her voice, "they're so swollen!" She licked her way up his shaft to the tip, then grabbed the base of his cock firmly, keeping it from moving. She opened her mouth wide above him, then slowly lowered her head down, avoiding making any contact with his cock save for her hand keeping him immobile. She stayed there until he broke down once more. "Oh come on!" His voice nearly a growl from the frustration. She lifted her head up and explained, "I'm not doing my job as a cockteasing bitch unless you hate me just a tiny bit." She grinned and then shoved his cock into her mouth, sucking hard and bobbing her head quickly up and down with her tongue pressed firmly against his throbbing cock. He moaned half with relief and half with pleasure as she sucked his cock furiously. He felt little surprise, however, when she pulled her head away just as his orgasm neared.

"I think it's time to lose the panties, don't you?" She hopped off the bed and lowered her underwear to the floor. Retrieving a condom from her purse, she opened it and carefully rolled it down his cock. She climbed on top of him, kneeling with her shins on his waist and thighs. She leaned forward, positioning the head of his cock so that it was resting lightly against her pussy. Her weight on his legs kept him from being able to move much at all. "Fuck me baby! Fuck me hard and show me what a big load we've been building up!" He pulled at his restraints and bucked his hips, but he accomplished little more than teasing the head of his cock as it grazed her lips. "Please let me fuck you!" She resumed her earlier mock sympathy and teasing. "Aww my poor baby is so hard. So hard, and so close to finally getting pussy again." She lowered herself slightly, allowing just the tip of his cock inside her. "So horny for me. Want more my poor, blue-balled boy? Beg me." His rapid pleading became one continous word, "pleasepleaseplease." She lowered herself another inch and rocked gently, fucking the top of his cock. His wrists ached from pulling at his restraints as he begged her more, pleading for her to fuck him.

She lifted off of him completely, his cock twitching angrily. "I don't know if you're desperate enough," she mused. His face dropped and he looked near to tears. "I'm kidding," she laughed, adding "it really is time." She pointed to the clock, showing that they had only several minutes left. As she finally lowered her pussy down to the base of his cock, his body went limp and his head rolled back as relief washed over him. That feeling again, at last. She remained motionless at first, letting him acclimate to the sensation of her pussy gripping his desperate and already close-to-orgasm cock. She pressed her breasts to his chest and started kissing him as she rocked her hips with his. It wasn't long before he became short of breath. She sat up, sitting still on his cock.

She reached over to the end table and picked up a quarter. "Heads or tails?" She asked. "What!?" She laughed, "well, we are in Las Vegas, right? Time to find out whether you get to come!" His face went pale, but before he could argue she pointed to the clock. Time was almost up. "Heads!" he said quickly, his body now starting to tremble. She flipped the coin and looked down, trying to stifle a laugh. "I'm so sorry sweetie. Please don't hate me!" A series of "no"s streamed from his mouth. "I'm sorry." She showed him the tails side of the coin, then got off of him and started dressing. His begging turned to negotiating. "No no no, this isn't what I want anymore. Let's just finish really quick; please!" She slipped her dress back on, then leaned down to kiss him on the forehead. "I'm really sorry baby. I was hoping it would be heads for you. I really was." She untied his hands and he laid on the bed, rubbing the sensation back into his wrists and staring at her in disbelief. She headed towards the door, then stopped and looked back at him. She pouted and sighed. "You poor thing. Here." She reached up under her dress and slid her panties off, tossing them to him. "Just...don't ever tell me what you do with those after I leave." she blew him a kiss and left the hotel room.

..and forced milking....over and over...stamina at its best.

There is nothing more delightful than to hear a man panting, gasping away, begging for permission to come. Those who have little or no control are most often amazed but even those who profess to have tremendous staying power will typically comment that my tease and denial session are unusual and exquisite.  I love to read these type threads, always wanting to learn more.