"I want you....."
I whisper softly to you in the back of my car. A cold winter night in the middle of February, but the heat from both our bodies kept us warm. I watch as you run your delicate nails over my bare stomach tickling and pecking at the curly but soft hairs. You look up at me with a teasing smile, knowing full well that I am at your mercy.. My willpower sapped from me by your sweet strawberry lips.. Will you spare me and not leave me unsatisfied this time ?... Will you finally fulfill my desire and let me have you tonight, or will you be the cruel but clever girl leaving me hungry for your hot wet snatch I wanted so indulge myself in. You let me so thirsty last time, I wanted to erupt.. How could I forget?
Your hand moving along my waist line, tickling and tingling my skin, slowly but surely inching your way down. Taking in the moment to relish in the suspense and excitement while watching the look on my face with a seductive smirk. And just when I think you are about to grasp my hard shaft, to feel the touch of your tender hand against me, you pull away giggling at your own unfair teasing but placing a kiss on my lips as your form of apology for poking fun, telling me the time will come soon but you want to wait until I cannot take it anymore.. .So cruel and inhumane yet so erotic and brilliant, knowing full well I would fantasize about you that night imagining your taste.. your feeling.. your sound. A hundred different ways I would picture how it would happen, But not enough to satisfy me. I would still be longing to have your body. So clever knowing our next encounter would be even steamier and exciting.. But this night there was something different about your teasing. A sixth sense maybe telling me that you had no intention of stopping.
Your hands now swaying in a different fashion, no signs of backing down from me or moving away, your finger teasing my pants button before finally opening it and unraveling my zipper. I watch with such desirable interest as your hand slowing disappears into my jeans. You lean up to let me feel your hot almost burning breath against my neck... A tongue treks along my throat skipping joyfully up the path to my ear where I feel a gentle nibble or your teeth poking and teasing at the lobe of my ear.. Chills run up my spine making me shiver in delight.. Then I feel it...
Your warm milky smooth hand embracing tightly around my fully erect shaft. The feeling I had awaited so long to have washed over me in a sea of pleasure. Sweet joyful bliss sensations shooting through me, forcing me to bite my lip to the point it stings and I am on the verge of breaking through the skin. This was what I was waiting for, so many nights of your tongue circling my cock, all the times your lips or hands moved down to take away my sexual frustration but never came to my rescue. You finally answered, and it was the greatest feeling I had ever felt.. I mutter your name as you stroke me softly, moving the skin of my rod up and down in almost rhythmic fashion, sending spark after spark of pleasure through my muscles... Our lips meeting again, tongues crashing and bumping into each other, our heavy breathing in such a confined little area with no where to go to nothing to do except fog the windows on all sides concealing our erotic moment.
Now my hands move.. out of my own control they venture on your magnificent body, moving under your blouse slowly wandering from your flat stomach, trekking along your belly button I feel the cold metal or a rugged piercing. I cannot help myself but play with it for a moment rolling it in between my thumb and forefingers, you giggle at my pestering of the charm. I finally release it letting it rest in the spot of your button hole and my hands continue to rise up to that lustful mount atop your chest. Your breast large and soft filling my hand, you wear no bra I discover as my fingers brush up against your already hard nipples. Poking out at the center of my palm as I caress and feel. The windows now fully fogged for no one to see, lost to do whatever filthy or naughty thing we choose with only us to take in and enjoy the moment. What if someone walked by and saw the bumping of the car? Would the investigate? Would we be caught in this filthy and inappropriate act that is completely unacceptable in public? The thought of it made me indulge myself in the moment even more.
Finally finding the strength to pull away from your hands and breast, my loins cry out to me yelling for me to stop.. A cold cruel prick for taking it away from such joy that it wanted to have.. needed to have. Gently forcing your hand off my cock I lean down to unbutton and free you from your skin tight navy blue pants, tugging at them with firm hands, I pull them down just far enough to see your stray hand already soaked to your fingers in glistening juices. Your scent hits me in the face full force filling my nose with your heavy sweet musk. You look down at me with that perfect smile I have grown so fond of, with the addition of you biting your lip. Your emerald opals gazing down at me, waiting with such desire and lust it I can feel it emitting from your eyes.. Awaiting for that strong slippery muscle, moist and ready in my mouth to deliver the tingling stimulation your clit longs to have. You are smooth as I lean in, my fingers trek along the outside not feeling one point or prickly hair as I run across your slit.
The first stroke of my tongue takes both our breaths away, so wet my tongue finds trouble to balance itself at first, repeatedly slipping off you to plunge a little deeper into you before finally maintaining a firm circular rotation.