over the past few years i have written several stories and i have downloaded hundreds i am not sure which ones are mine and which ones were downloaded so if you recognize this as your story just let me know and i will either remove it or if you would like i will change the name so you get credit for it
We had met on-line a couple months ago, after exchanging e-mails at first, then just lately phone numbers and after a few conversations, Gail and I decided it was time to meet. I was extremely nervous, as this would be my first meeting with someone that I had met through an on-line dating service. We met at a bar that I sometimes go to for happy hour, which was also convenient for her. Well, we had a blast. All the correspondence really paid off. Turns out we were both nervous but that quickly changed. We made jokes, flirted and generally devoured each other with our eyes. This woman aroused me like no other that I had met in the last 20 years since my divorce. This was due mainly to the fact she loved to tease. Now I love a woman that likes to bat her eyes, touch your hands and arms moves so she exposes a little more cleavage or thighs and even glimpses of her panties to ensure her way in the seduction game. I am beginning to realize this woman in front of me has made teasing an art form, you know... Then BAM... she was turning and dipping to give me a flash of tit and reinforcing it with a touch of her hand and a big smile. Soon my heart started beating again. A little later...BAM... this time a flash of thigh exposed between her stocking tops and skirt when she crossed her legs before pulling the skirt back into place. Placing her hand on top of mine while locking eyes with me to seemingly say... did you see that...did you like that? I want you to like it.
Now I'd like to do the same in return. But we guys have it a little tougher. We don't have the wardrobe short of shorts (and these days they come down to your knees) to flash. The exception would be a kilt. It might be OK in Great Briton but in America? I don't think so. Well I could flash, but it is difficult to take your hand unzip your pants, pull your meat out, find something to cover the exposed flesh and wait for the moment to flash. And doing all this without arousing any undo attention...it's almost impossible. Besides let's face it, we are so damn visual. Women have been doing strip tease since before Moses. What we are left to do is to work our way into their personal space, because ours takes on a more physical form. So our teasing, as you know, is a little touch here, a knee touching there, an arm briefly on the shoulder while we whisper in her ear or any other type of pressing of the body. We are the strokers. And all the time we have to judge their reaction to our advances. Any way back to the story.
It was not long before we ended up in the sack fast and furious due to our being extremely attracted to one another and the teasing was constantly there...foreplay you ask?... Maybe so... I would consider it foreplay after that night. This was not going to be a one-time fling I told myself. It was, just, to incredible. So we started to date. A month later we were seeing each other two to three times a week. We really enjoyed one another. Through this whole period Gail's teasing kept up. Why she chose me when she could have any man I will probably never understand. But she zeroed in on me and was relentless. The plus side for her was she always had my undivided attention. The plus side for me was this marvelous sexy woman. Thus here is the basis for my relating the events of a particular evening. I decided to do my own brand of TEASING to make a special night for her.
One night, six weeks after our first meeting, we were to cook dinner at my place. I had definite plans for Gail this evening. She got to my place at 6:30 after a long day at work. I greeted her at the door and received a deep kiss from this sexy little woman. Breaking the kiss, I stood back to look her over, my hands gripping her shoulders, and said, "I know you will say 'no I don't or something like that', but you look incredible." Her hands that had been resting on my arms started to travel up to reach behind my neck for another kiss. "Why don't you get comfortable while I get us a glass of wine," I said and turned to go to the kitchen. When I returned with the wine she wasn't in the living room. Hearing something that sounded like the rustling of clothes, I found her in my bedroom over by the far side of the bed with her back to the door taking off her bra leaving her in her tiny red panties. Hearing me enter, Gail turned around and dropped her matching bra on the bed to let me gaze on her lovely breasts. Taking the wine from me, she started gently swaying her shoulders so her breasts gave my eyes a moving target. Looking up in my eyes she asked grinning as I slowly brought mine up to hers, "could I wear this shirt?" Pointing to the dress shirt I had worn to work today, that was now lying on the bed. "It has your scent. That way it would be like you had your arms around me till later when I let you take it off. Remember you did tell me to get comfortable."
'Well,' I thought, 'the little tease has been here for less than 5 minutes and she is already starting. I am going to give it back to her tonight in spades. I'm not complaining, mind you, I love the way she pushes my buttons like this. ' I look down in her eyes and she is still swaying her tits at me. "Sure thing darling'. Anything to please you," I said as I put an arm around her waist and pulled her to me to give her a kiss. When she started to put one of hers around my neck to hold the kiss I stopped, turned and as I left I said, " join me in the kitchen when you are ready." Then I hear a stomp of a foot and a "hhmmmpphh." I just chuckled to myself as I exited the bedroom quickly going to the kitchen. The game begins and it is only 6:35.
On the way through the living room I stop and put my favorite 6-pack in the CD player and hit random play (Gail has told me she loves this particular grouping). Entering the kitchen I step outside to turn on the grill for the chicken. Then I am back at the kitchen sink washing the lettuce for a salad. I hear some humming to the music; a wine glass is set on the counter just to the left of the sink and a pair of arms circle my waist. "Craig," Gail says, "you still owe me some more from that last kiss."
"More? I didn't know that kisses had defined limits on them."
"Well that one was supposed to have more to it than it did," Gail said with a little pout.
"Darling' let me just put this lettuce in some ice water and I will rectify that." That done, I turn around. With one of her arms still wrapped around my waist, I looked down into her upturned face and Gail leans back shoving her mound into my thigh, showing me that the shirt is unbuttoned nearly to her belly button. And again she starts her swaying so her breasts will move freely under this shirt of mine she has on. The swaying exposing first one nipple then the other. "You little minx look at you, your practically rubbing my nose in your tits."
"Yea, yea, yea and you just love it," she giggled as we both took another sip of wine. "So are you going to finish that kiss?"
"I'm thinking about it," I said. 'I do love it,' I thought as I watched her swaying.
"Thinking about it! Well think about this." With that she wraps both arms around my neck and pulls herself up so she can bite my ear lobe and whisper, "you are going to finish it! But since you stopped earlier now that we both have shirts on and you won't feel my titties against you as well."
"I know how to correct that," I say.
"No clothes off until after dinner," she counters with a twinkle in her eye and a sly smile that seemed to say I wouldn't stop you if you try.
"Not until after dinner huh? Well we will see about that." I spun her around with her back to me, grabbed both arms, placed her palms together behind my neck, held them there with one hand to stem her playful resistance while I leaned down to kiss and nibble on her neck and ears. I moved my other hand to fondle her titties. Now, Gail is super sensitive around her ears and on her neck. Her resistance quickly faded, as her wiggling slowed she started to sigh and moan. Whispering in her ear while I was still teasing her nipples I said, "these are going to be real hard when I finish that kiss since you made your 'no clothes off till after dinner' rule." I took my hand that was holding hers behind my neck and I reached behind me and fished a couple cubes of ice out of the water as I then took an ice cube in each hand and proceeded to stimulate each nipple.
As Gail shivered and squirmed from the unexpected frigid assault on her nipples, I kept on nibbling on her neck and ears until she said, "You sneaky bastard. They are standing out as far as they are going to."
With that I tossed the ice back into the sink, turned her to face me, and lifted her easily by the waist (Gail is a trim 5'1" at 105lbs, I am a fit 6'2" and 225lbs.). As she came up her arms went around my neck, her legs around my waist, her hard nipples digging into my chest, and our mouths crushed together in a hot, tongue thrashing, moaning kiss. All the while she churned her sweet pussy against my hardon.
After what had to be the longest kiss of my life she leaned back, looked me in the eyes and said, "I think you got a better feel of my titties against your chest this way than when I was top less a little while ago."
"Yep, where there's a will there's a way, they say." Damn was I hard. "Let's finish getting dinner on the table. OK?" I slowly let her down.
As Gail stepped back to look at my woody in my shorts, she started giggling at the wet spot that seemed to run the full length of my erection. "Having a little leaking problem there big guy," she quipped, still eyeing my erection.
"I don't think its me." Quickly reaching under her/my shirt to feel her panties and play for a few seconds, exploring. "I would say you are the culprit," withdrawing my hand which has two very moist fingers. "You're soaking." Bringing them to my nose, I inhale her musky scent looking in her eyes, I put my index finger in my mouth to savor the taste till it's clean. "Mmmmm you taste so good. Here have the other," giving her my middle to enjoy. Keeping her eyes locked on mine she holds my hand with both of hers and takes my finger in her mouth. Gail licks and sucks it clean, then bobs her head on it simulating one of her magnificent blow jobs, the little tease. It's 7:00 and the game continues.
"Gail, darling' I'm gonna put the chicken on, it'll take about 45 minutes. Will you pour us some more wine. Then I would love your company outside."
Just as I was sitting down after getting the chicken on the grill, Gail steps out with our wine. Coming over to me she plops down in my lap. We talk about this and that for a while. After fifteen minutes I get up and go inside to turn on the stove to steam the veggies and drain the water from the lettuce. When I come back out we settle in just as we were before. Then she starts moving around more while we talk. Then it hits me the little wench is doing it again. She's flashing me her panties and moving so the shirt she is wearing will gape open so I can see her breasts. She started squirming her little butt around on me when she felt me starting to get hard again. "Oh, working on trying to keep me smothered in your juices tonight, huh?" I asked.
"Now that's a thought," she replied with a giggle.
"Maybe I should just go ahead and take my shorts and boxers off so you can just pre-lube me for when I finally take your/my shirt of your hot little body tonight."
"Just what do you think you're going to do to my hot little body tonight?"
"Well first I am going to work your titties again but I will use only my mouth and fingers, and then I'll fuck them just the way you like me to. I am going to spend so much time on them they will be tingling all night long. Just imagine my hands on your breasts. Better yet, here, let me show you baby," and I pull them free of your/my shirt. "Feel my hands covering them, squeezing them, rolling them around and around. Then milking them one by one first the left then the right over and over. "
"Oh yes," you say. "Just like that."
"And I am not just talking about it for just a few minutes I will work them for a long time. Just like this. Notice that I haven't even touched your nipples yet."
"Oh I know. Touch my nipples, pinch my nipples, god it feels so good baby. Keep it up...lick 'em... pull 'em... bite 'em'€ Pleeeezzzz work my nipples, Craig please. It feels sssooooo gooood."
"Do you like that baby?"
"Oh yeaaah ! ! !" as I keep playing with them. Sometimes both nipples are tended to at the same time and some times I alternate from one to the other, but there is always a mouth or hand on a breast. Her moans and sighs are music to my ears.
Then the timer went off. "Gail we have to stop now the chicken is almost done. And I have to finish making the salad." I had been playing with her breasts for over twenty minutes.
"No, no, no, no don't stop it feels to good," disappointment in her voice.
"C'mon dinner will be ready in five minutes and I am starved since I didn't have lunch," I say.
"OK," unable to mask the needs of her body but realizing that I need food if I'm to keep up with her later. Time is now 7:45 and the game hasn't even reached half time.
Inside I pat the lettuce dry and toss us up a salad, Gail comes in as I finish the salad and pulls the veggies out of the steamer. She says, "grab a clean plate and go get the chicken. I will put everything else on the table." When I come back in Gail has everything on the table. She has lit a couple candles, turned down the lights and is topping off our wine. We sit to eat.
We discuss how each of our days went, but through it all Gail seems a little fidgety. 'Good,' I think 'she is really on edge.' She has been constantly bouncing her knees together. I noticed she had dropped her napkin. So I reached down to get it for her and as I got there she swiveled in her seat to face me and spread her legs to let me view her pussy. My eyes got as big as saucers. "Oh god!!! I love it!!! It looks great!!! When did you shave it?" I asked. "And when did you take your panties off? You little cheat."
"I did it for you this morning," She said, "and I took my panties off outside when you left me to make the salad. I just figured I wouldn't need them while we ate."
I had been asking her to shave it for over week and even volunteered my services. Gail has a really sweet pussy and now she was bare except for a little at the top to prove she is a natural red head, well auburn actually. As I was still looking at it she had been inching it towards the edge of her chair and spreading her legs even wider to give me an even better view. Coming out of my seat I just had to go in for a taste and to run my tongue over her smooth lips. She gasped as I ran my tongue from the seat of her chair all the way up to her little tuft, back down and back up to the top. Making sure her protruding clit received a good swipe from my tongue at each pass. Multitudes of thoughts are running through my head. 'Man alive she is wet. I wonder if she has been sitting in a pool of her own juices? Do I continue this game? Or do I just jump her bones right here and now? After all she has no idea that I have a single-minded purpose to tease her unmercifully tonight. Do I give her a rain check that I alone know about? How much longer can I hold out? Decisions have got to be made.'
I get back in my chair, hand her, her napkin, take a sip of wine, look in her eyes and see it all there. Her lust, her joy at pleasing me with her shaved pussy and a smugness, that says she has me now, little does she know, my decision instantly made. I move to give her a kiss and she smiles as she meets me half way. "I have had enough of what's on the table how about you?" I asked.
"Ready for dessert," her reply more a statement than a question. Her neck and chest were flushed, displaying her heat.
"Hours of it," I reply, my own arousal starting to consume me
Scooting back in my chair I open my arms to her and she's on me in a flash. We're kissing, caressing each other, and pulling clothes off in a rush to feel our skin next to the other's. Her/my shirt is one of the first casualties, followed by my T-shirt. My shorts and boxers end up around my ankles. With my mouth on one breast, one hand on the other breast, my other hand on her silky smooth pussy near her clit I can feel, hear and taste her heat. Gail's one hand periodically pulls my head up to kiss her or for her to tongue my ear and her other hand is rubbing my cock on her pussy lips drenching it with her juices.
"Baby this is the hottest I've seen you yet."
Looking into my eyes, "I know I am just burning up and I've been this way all day since I shaved my pussy. It just feels so naughty. I was really hoping to get you in bed when I walked in the door. That's why I was almost naked when you brought me my wine. Then you just kissed me, turned around and left before I had a chance to act. You jerk.
"Then you got me all hot and bothered again with that little ice cube trick. To top it off when you lifted me up for the rest of my kiss that I wanted, I had my hot little center right there against your hard cock. I was thinking that now I'm going to get some, that you'd take me right here in the kitchen. But, no, you set me down to go put the chicken on the grill, which didn't do me any favors. You asshole." Normally she doesn't swear or cuss, but once aroused or naked watch out for her vocabulary has no bounds.
Looking down, "See how wet your cock is?" She said still manipulating it all around the smooth lips of her pussy. "I want it in me bad... and when you played with my titties outside, god, that made me even hotter and I almost came out there and then that damn timer went off and you were up and gone again. You son-of-a-bitch.
"And those three little swipes of your tongue when you found my new pussy. Honey, you just don't know what are you doing to me," she whimpered.
"Sorry baby. Why didn't you say something earlier? I would have been all over you if I had seen that shaved little pussy when you were changing." Smiling inside I couldn't believe my luck. She has always been very receptive to me from that first time we'd met 6 weeks ago. But here she was telling me she had been ready since 7:00 this morning. Honey? She'd never called me honey before. What is this new endearment? One thing I knew; I had the little tease right where I wanted her.
"I wanted to surprise you with it. Oh damn it, I am so hot. Let's fuck now. C'mon stick it in and fuck me. I am really close I will probably come just as soon as you get it in me. C'mon an' fuck me. Pleeeezz. C'mon Craig don't keep me waiting any more. I shaved my pussy like you wanted now come and get it. I want you to have it, pleeezz take it. My pussy needs you."
"But baby I want to eat you first. I really have to get my tongue on that pretty slick little pussy that you shaved for me. OK?"
"Oh yeah. I'd like that. Get down there and eat it. Eat me now!!!"
"Let's go to the bedroom. That way we can get stretched out and comfortable." No sooner than I said that Gail was up and off to bed squealing with joy. Oh, this is an incredible woman, 37 years old and off she goes at a loping, skip run with the exuberance of a teenager. I kicked off my shoes, shorts and boxers. Did a cursory cleaning of the kitchen. Topped off our wine, grabbed them and the candles then started to follow her. Looking at the clock it read 8:50, yeah, the game is still on.
Back in control and heading to bed, my erection, while drooping still leads the way. I had formulated the next part of my plan while I was still in the kitchen. I'd come up with how I was going to make this last another 45 minutes or more. As I walk through the living room Gail calls out, "Honey? Where are you? Are you coming? Can I do anything to help?"
On her last word I enter the bedroom to find her on her knees in the center on the bed. Her smile brightens as I enter the room. I notice that she has lit the candles bathing the room in a soft glow. 'Honey? What is this with this new endearment?' I ponder. '€-She has called me sweety and baby a lot but never honey.' Reaching her hand out I hand Gail one of the candles to put on the far bedside table. Walking to the near bedside table I set our wine down and place the candle next to the others. Turning to the bed, Gail has also turned to face me and held out her hand again "give me one of your hands." I give her one of mine and put a knee on the bed as I move to her. When my other one comes up she pulls and I lose my balance falling on my side. Laughing she rolls me on my back and plants her bare pussy right on my face. "Now get down to business," I hear.