By now, the bar has begun to empty out and we manage to find a dim booth to sit in, together on the side that faces the wall. wanders off to get us each a new drink, while I contemplate the nights events, past and future. I think about it, and decide it's best if I just go with the flow.
returns and sets a drink in front of me. I smile mischeviously as he slides in next to me, but he thinks for a second and then looks at me. I lean towards him for a kiss, and am very startled when he says "Get up!" I bemusedly stand up, then begin to get the picture when he slides all the way in to sit against the wall on the end, sitting sideways. holds out his arms and I slide in to sit between his legs, leaning back against him. His arms are warm around my waist and I relax against him, feeling the warmth of his body and rhythm of his breathing. "I could fall asleep like this, you know." He says nothing, and when I glance up, he smiles down at me affectionately. "Well, I could do something to keep you awake."
The sound of his voice makes his chest vibrate and I smile, completely relaxed and at ease. 's hand slid down from my waist to caress my thigh, his fingers making light circle. He slid my dress up a couple inches, and froze when he saw the lacy black garters. I'd almost forgotten I had them on! 's hand continued after its pause, stroking the skin to either side of the garter. "Very sexy." His voice is a warm purr in my ear as his hand slides towards the inside of my thigh, and his other slides up to cup my breast. I thank the powers-that-be for not letting me find a bra that fit under this dress.
I moan breathlessly as he continues making light circles, now on the inside of my thigh. 's other hand is gently caressing my whole breast, kneading it, and then brushing over the nipple. I feel my body respond as I moan again, my hand sliding down to massage his thighs, the only part of him I can really reach from this position. The hand on my thigh is close to my pussy now, one side of the circle so close to the edge of my panties that I can feel it. My sex feels swollen and hot, and I both welcome and dread his touch which will bring the anticipation to an end. The hand on my breast flicks a fingertip over my nipple and I twitch and my eyes fall shut. I squirm and he moans a little, and I realize he has an erection pressed against the small of my back. I squirm a little more for effect and then lay still again for a moment. The hand on my thigh has moved to the mound of my pubis, still outside my panties but so close to my tiny pleasure-center. My eyes are closed now, and I groan in satisfaction and arch my back as he slides his fingers down to gently massage my clit through my silk panties. His fingers slide up and down my lips a couple times, teasing, then coming back to settle on my clit again.
seems to be an expert, and soon has me squirming again, trying to press my clit against those torturous fingers. I whimper and he answers with a moan of his own as his erection is squeezed between my moving hips and his solid ones. My hands massage his thighs strongly now, groping for something not so easily found. My breath is quick and his hand regularly switches from one breast to the other, rubbing and fondling my nipples, adding to my pleasure. slides his hand down my pussy again, then lightly slips a finger under the elastic of my panties. I arch and moan as I try to get his finger back on my clit, but he insists on slipping the finger into the entrance of my pussy before he carefully slides his hand back up to caress my clit again. His finger is slippery now, and he rubs my clit up and down rhythmically but lightly, his other fingers resting against the warm wet entrance of my pussy. The slippery fingers on my most sensitive part are getting to me, I moan in rhythm with his strokes, and the pitch of my voice raises.
"Soon?" His low voice startles me, and I have to think a second what he's referring to, but I manage a nod before I let my head fall back and relax. strokes up and down the length of my slit with two fingers, thrusting them into my pussy and then sliding them back up to my clit again. I'm vocal now, whimpering and moaning, trying not to be too loud. turns me slightly sideways as his other hand leaves my breasts and slides under my leg to thrust his fingers into my pussy. I groan in satisfaction as he begins thrusting them deep and withdrawing them, finger-fucking me while his other hand plays with my clit. 's voice murmurs in my ear as I feel my orgasm approaching. "Cum for me, I want to see you cum, you make me so hot, cum for me..." I feel the pleasure focus in my pussy like a spotlight as my orgasm hits me, my high-pitched whines sounding loud even to my own ears. I twitch and squirm, his fingers continuing to slide gently in and out of my now dripping pussy, his other fingers sliding feather-light over my clit. As the tremors pass, I smile up at languidly, and thank him as he withdraws his fingers. "No thanks necessary, that was very...fun for me too." He smiles reassuringly, and I suddenly realize he's had no satisfaction of his own. "But...you didn't get..." smiles again, saying he doesn't have to, but I feel bad. And I'm still so turned on, I turn sideways and begin to massage his cock through his pants. He moans out loud and suggests we move to somewhere more comfortable. |