seems completely lost in the sensation of my lips and tongue wrapped around his cock, but I want more. I pull back, my hand lightly stroking his slippery hardness, and then I let go and stand. He looks vaguely startled, but then smug, saying "I knew you'd have to stop, you can't just..."
trails off as I move to straddle him, my thighs pinning his legs together and my skirt allowing me the freedom of motion I need. I press my wetness against his cock, letting him feel my lack of panties, and then slide up and down, carefully. I don't let his cock enter me just yet, but content myself with torturing him as my wetness and swollen folds slide up and down the underside of his cock. He is partially engulfed by my body, and as I slide further down the head of his cock rubs teasingly over my clit. I gasp, and he notes my reaction almost detachedly. is at my mercy, and he knows it! I begin to slide up and down rhythmically, rubbing my swollen clit with his sensitive cockhead. groans and one of his hands grabs my ass to help me slide up and down more smoothly. His other hand has slid upwards under my blouse, cupping my breast carefully as his thumb rubs the nipple lightly, brushing back and forth over it. I grunt helplessly and squeeze my eyes shut as I lean forward to kiss hard, my tongue hungrily exploring his mouth and my hands touching any skin I can reach. I increase my pace, my moisture beginning to run down his cock, the soft folds of my sex almost frictionless from the moisture. I feel my orgasm nearing and as 's fingers roll my nipples between his fingers, I cum hard, humping against his cock and sucking voraciously on his tongue. My hands are under his shirt, and my whimpers and helpless motion seem to get to . He groans in frustration, trying to shift his hips so his cock will slide into my sopping wet pussy. Still twitching, I allow one of my upward motions to go just a tiny bit past the end of his cock, letting the head nestle against my slippery wet entrance. I open my eyes partway to look at his face. He looks so frustrated and horny, his cheeks are flushed and his eyes tightly closed. His hands squeeze my nipples once again, and I slide my head down and bite his neck gently. ", you're making me crazy..." he breaks off breathlessly as my hand slides down behind me to stroke his thighs. I kiss him again, deep and slow now, with the head of his cock still resting at my entrance. I begin to tease him again, bouncing up and down just slightly, allowing his cockhead to rub against my hot, wet folds, without letting him enter me. |