Transformations
an excerpt

He opened his eyes and smiled at Gina. She closed his eyelids with a gentle pressure from her fingers. Daniel moved his hand towards her, but she pushed his hand down onto the bed.
“Just lay there,” Gina whispered, “And stay still and quiet.”
Daniel did as he was told, and surrendered himself to Gina's sometimes tender, sometimes more vigorous, administrations. She continued to softly stroke, then pump energetically, alternating between the two, until Daniel thought he couldn't postpone his climax any longer. Gina sensed this and stopped playing with his shaft, giving her attention instead to theballs, stomach, chest and thighs. Daniel groaned with pleasure.
Gina decided that Daniel was no longer on the edge, so she moved down, to rest her head on his stomach, starting once again to play with his genitals. The proximity of her head raised Daniel to an even higher state of excitement. He started to speak, but Gina shushed him. Not wanting to spoil this unaccustomed behaviour, he shushed.
While alternately stroking and squeezing his penis and balls, Gina slowly moved her head further down, until her mouth was a hairsbreadth from him. Her breath on the tip of his glans blew exquisitely warm, then cold. Again, Daniel could feel himself on the edge. His hands were claws digging into the bed, his back was arched and his legs were tensed as he tried, without moving, to reach Gina's mouth with his oh, so desperate, member.
Even his toes were curling, when Gina, sensing how far he was, quickly kissed his swollen glans, stood up, off the bed, and said,
“That's enough for now. Coffee?”
She waltzed out of the bedroom to make coffee, while Daniel, suddenly left with neither growing passion nor with a climax, lay wondering how he was ever going to be able to get rid of the tightest erection he'd had for a long time.
“There is one way,” he thought, tenuously touching himself.
“Leave it alone”, came Gina's voice from the kitchen, “It's MY toy!”