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Getting All Worked Up.

'One day out of the blue'by E.J., on a warm summer afternoon.

You called to say be ready in a couple hours I'm taking you out to dinner, I'd like to talk to you. You pick me up with your HD, I'm only half dressed for riding. And the rest of what I'm wearing is for dinner and laterI hope. Our eyes meet and I'm overwhelmed with intense feelings.

I mount your horse and with your engines between my legs, my mind drifts to the edges of ecstasy as the vibration crawls up through the core of my body. My nipples are becoming erect and hard rubbing roughly against the inside of my black spandex tank top. I moan unable to be heard by you over the rap of the bikes pipes.

I laugh softly to myself thinking no putt, no butt. We scoot off to an Asian restaurant, where you've reserved a secluded booth. We're seated right away. Sitting side by side very close to each other, I turn and ask what you would like to talk about. As I look into your sparkling eyes I fall into their depths. Mingling with your unique smell and warmth, I'm spell bound. I can't recall you saying anything, but I'm sure your talking. I find myself at a lose for words.

Everything but your eyes and the warmth of your body next to mine fades away.

You've already ordered dinner and the food arrives. You asked if I could give you a taste of my dish, I raise a piece of food to your lips with my chop sticks. We lock gazes and I stare down at your mouth, your lips have a lovely bow, so soft looking and mmm...so very full.

They part slowly to envelop the piece of food I'm offering, it disappears in your mouth and I hesitate awe struck. Your lips are parted just enough for me to see the tip of your tongue slide around the the tips of the chop sticks than quickly tart in and out between the sticks where the food was.

I feel myself getting excited and becoming wet. I tremble ever so slightly.

You place your hand on my knee, your eyes begin to well and glisten with water. I speak softly and quietly into your ear, don't worry, let me show you how I feel about you. I gently touch the hand you placed on my knee and pull it slowly up my inner thigh, up under my skirt to the point where your fingers can reach my Venus mound.

It's then you realize I'm wearing crotchless black pantyhose. And your body shifts closer to mine. Your fingers slide into my softness and part the mound slipping between my hot wet lips, you slide your fingers repeatedly along the outside of my labial in long slow strokes. Then slowly moving up to tease my personal placeoris, pressing the tiny hood of it where my labial come together. Oh my God, it's like an on button.

I become wetter and feel my body growing warmer, my breathing is becoming quickened. I'm feeling my liquid desire for you soaking my skin, my clothes, and your fingers. I fantasize about being sooo..wet I can cover your whole manhood and scrotum with my warm teasing wetness, like a tantric waterfall technique no penetration, mmm...

our eyes still locked in gaze, I feel my heart pounding.

You withdraw your hand from my wet personal place, I gasp about to beg you not to stop. You reach for a piece of food from your plate with the fingers you just had buried in my soaking Venus mound, to raise and hold at my mouth. You say, I want to share how my food tastes with you. I part my lips just enough to slowly slide them deeply over your fingers, I smell the sent of my wet desire on your fingers mmm....

yesss. I remove the food and draw lazy figure eights around your fingers with my tongue. I gently reach for your wrist to hold your fingers in my mouth. Then I suckle hard your fingers for the remaining juices. At the same time your giving me a taste of your dish, I place my hand on the top of your thigh near the bend at your hip. I slide my hand over your crotch with slight presser. Spreading my hand and fingers I wrap them around and squeeze firmly but gently your hard, hot, pulsing length.

My heart, your length are pounding and pulsing in unison. We are both becoming breathless.

No one else in the restaurant notices what's going on because of the large tablecloth hanging over the table top as well as the secluded booth location. I lean in close to you pressing my breasts against your arm and chest to whisper in your ear. I can't finish my dinner, I need to get outside to cool off a bit. I see you looking down as I'm whispering in your ear, I realize at your height that you can see down my top between my breasts, I pull my arms closer to my sides and then together in front of me to plump them up and create a little crevice making the fabric edge of my neckline drop lower. Your distracted for a moment, as I'm whispering in your ear to excuse myself out of the restaurant booth. I get up to leave the booth, and the hot juices form my love are flooding, pouring, teasing, trickling, sliding down between my legs. Mmm...

I'm smiling to myself reveling in the hot wetness teasing down between my legs. I begin to fantasize about the penetration of your thick, hard, thingy into that hot moisture.

And how much resistance my lovel opening is putting up, keeping your length from easy entry into it.

Because of how swollen and engorged my love has gotten from the repeated building up to, cooling down from, but not quite reaching that one mind altering orgasm. It's become sooo...

tight.

You have me tied to your bed with silk scarfs, and all I can do is whimper and beg you to stop teasing the opening of my love with the tip of your manhood, you keep slowly sliding your hairy body up the length of mine, rubbing my nipples into hard erection and slight chaffing.

Just stopping when the tip of your manhood touches the opening of my love. Then you move the tip of your manhood in teeny tiny little in and out strokes just barely caressing the opening rim of my love over, and over, and over again. You do the same teasing with your manhood on my personal place first parting my lips then resting the tip of your length on the hood of my personal place, using your hand to help create the movement and pressure.

Being oh so careful to keep stopping just when I might orgasm, for continuing relentless teasing. I start to breath hard and squirm, but can't move under your weight and the binding scarfs.

I can't get away.

I'm helpless, and you laugh a naughty merciless laugh. You can go on for a long time, you tell me.

You did yourself before teasing me with Five Finger Marythe bitch, I thought so you are in control.

I start to shake uncontrollably...I scream play me, please play me! and you continue to tease, tease me with your tongue, tease my nipples, and tease...I moan, shake and plead with you! TAKE ME NOW!!!, play me, play me, play me harder, play me faster, play me deeper!!!...heavy sigh...

maybe later it'll happen? the thought is exciting enough on it's own at the moment.

I'm drawing attention from the people in the restaurant who are puzzling over the expression on my face.

I hope no one notices how wet my skirt and stockings are...Oh well. As I'm leaving the restaurant and the air conditioning hits me after being so hot next to you, my nipples are rising, becoming erect and hard under my tank top my areola are puckering and getting hard as well. They rub roughly, bouncing heavily swollen with desire. For each step I take. You collect take home boxes of food for what we could in no way finish eating. Pay the bill.

And meeting me outside you ask if I could please come home with you. You've gotten some desert that we could share together.

As I reach out to pull your body closer to mine so I can press your engorged manhood up against my Venus mound. To feel us throbing together. You reach down to kiss my mouth slowly firmly parting my lips with your tongue eager to taste me, my knees weaken. I look into your eyes saying it would be my pleasure, I have a sweet tooth. I hope It has something to do with ice and scream.

I'm ready and willing to toy, toy, and toy your sweetness into a whipped up creamy froth, so you can stick that cherry hard and deep, on top of that banana split. To think, all that sweet syrup teasing down between that soft milky white split wide open fruit. Yummmmm!!!

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