Tease

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Looking for a girl who loves to tease!!!

If that describes you, I'd love to hear from you. I'm a creative, articulate guy who has written and participated in several fantasies on this site. Maybe you've played with me before and would like to again........or you're someone new to the whole thing.

PM me if you're interested...*S*

Stranger xxx
 
If you like to be teased, just how far is too far for a girl to go?

Sitting in the hotel bar, a second drink in front of me. The place is almost empty at this hour, but the bartender keeps coming by to check on me....
 
The girl sitting at the bar is gorgeous. She's slim, pretty, looks like she has a great figure. She's wearing a top that flatters her cleavage but doesn't flaunt it, I haven't seen her legs but I have a feeling they'd be great too. I smile at her as she's sipping her drink, and she smiles back at me distractedly, she's not paying attention.
It's a pity, I think if she did she'd like what she saw - I'm a tall guy, with a shock of black hair and very blue eyes, fit without being skinny, and a killer smile, or so I've been told.
Anyway, like all guys I can't resist having a peek, so as I wipe the bar and collect the glasses, I flash a look at the front of her dress. Mmmmmm that cleavage looks full and firm, for a moment I find myself imagining what they would look like unsheathed, and then, just my luck, she looks up and catches me in the act.
 
Ah, Blue Eyes got caught with them peeking down my blouse.

Perhaps I should be shocked, insulted. I'm not. Nearly flattered. He's nice looking. I love the smile, even if it's hiding a bit of embarrassment. Makes it a tad lopsided, I think. Charming.

I'm not shy, so I'll take a hard look up and down. Thin hips, sexy hands. Wonder what they'd feel like sliding up under...

"Excuse me," I say. "Since you're here, could I get a glass of ice water?" Suddenly, it seems awfully warm in here.

The exercise does several things - gives me time to check him out from the back, a moment to catch my breath, and a second to ponder what to do next.

He turns around with the glass and sets it in front of me on the requisite paper napkin, and turns to wave as the last customers make their way out.

The tune from Tommy James' hit plays in my head.... I think we're alone now....
 
TEase

Well that was a relief......she didn't seem too mad about me looking. I turn around and reach up to pick up a glass, giving her a good look at my firm botttom. I fill the glass with ice and then with water, putting it in front of her. Despite myself I sneak a second peek at her cleavage as I give her the water.
She looks at me with an eyebrow rasied, and I have to laugh.
"I know it's not gentlemanly to look," I say, "but I can't help it if you have such a fantastic figure. Beautiful girls shouldn't be allowed in bars this late at night, you'll just get red-blooded men like me locked up."
 
Yes, well, boys will always be boys. If a girl can't stand the heat, she should just stay home and masturbate.

Sigh.... I can't help smiling at the unabashed guts it took to get that second look. If there were one more button on the blouse, I'd just give him a freebie. Alas... Bar entertainment wasn't on my mind when I dressed this morning. Three hours of meeting with morons this afternoon really irritated me, so I was happy to find the bar almost deserted.

Except for Blue Eyes behind the bar. Wandering Blue Eyes.

He'd gone to bus the last table, and I watched him in the mirror behind the bar. He moved with a very athletic grace of a runner or someone who played racquetball for blood. My eyes kept moving to his hands, though. If I closed my eyes for more than a moment, I could see them roving over my thighs, my ass. Leaving a red, hot handprint.

Wow... well, if he wants to look, perhaps I can help him a bit.

I passed him on my way to the restroom, where I brushed out my hair from its bun over my shoulders, and then I slipped off my bra and folded it into my purse.

*That* ought to get his attention.
 
I watch as the girl walks away to go to the restroom. Is it my imagination, or did she sashay her hips just a little? I'm intrigued by her, she certainly didn't give me the brush-off when she caught me trying to look at her tits.
At any rate, there's nothing else to do now, everyone's gone home. So I prop up the bar and wait, and sure enough, after a couple of minutes she comes out, and I have to stop my mouth from dropping open.
She's undone her bun, and her hair has tumbled over her shoulders. It's not that so much though, it's what's a little lower down.............she seems to have undone another button, and her breasts are swaying...........she's not wearing a bra.
I can't help but immediately imagine sliding my hands under her shirt and finding those firm smooth breasts, how her nipples would harden under my touch, how she'd tilt her head back as I kissed her roughly...........
Jesus get yourself together, it's written all over your face how badly you want her.
 
I come out to find the bar is darker than before.

Blue Eyes, well, I've obviously gotten his attention.

He moved back behind the bar, poured me another drink. "It's closing time, but the boss says we never run out paying customers, so the place is yours."

"I'll keep paying if you keep pouring. Can you turn the sports off and find something a little more calming?" I ask. "Music, maybe?" I toss the strap of my bag over the barchair again, and prop my elbows up on the bar.

My breasts felt good, free inside the silk fabric of my blouse. As I moved back beneath the ceiling fan over the bar, I felt my nipples harden. I dropped one high-heeled shoe and crossed my legs.

As you passed by, I reached out to touch your arm. "So, can I buy you a drink? I mean if the bar is technically closed..." I looked over my shoulder to a couple of high-backed dark booths toward the back. "I won't tell if you won't."
 
I shake my head. "There are security cameras everywhere," I say reluctantly.
"However, there's nothing in the rules that says a barman can't bring a drink to a girl's room......"
I look at her, wide blue-eyed, innocent, thinking, "I can't believe she'll go for that," but feeling the excitement building in the pit of my stomach.
"What are you drinking?" I ask before she can reply. "I can bring it up in a few minutes, if you like."
I look at her and smile, my eyes dropping once more almost unbidden to her full, firm cleavage............
 
Clever boy... I smile, hoping that says it all.

"I'm kinda done on the Crown Royal, how about a bottle of champagne. Two glasses. I'll fill the hot tub."

I threw a hundred down on the bar. "That should cover the booze. I'll take care of the tip later. Give me ten to freshen up..."

I slipped off the barstool, bent over to pick up my dropped shoe and slide it back onto my foot, then grabbed my purse and sauntered out the lobby doors.
 
He'd better be clever enough to get my room number off the napkin under my glass, since I didn't sign a receipt for the night's booze...

If he wants it badly enough, he'll find me.

I make my way to the room on the sixth floor, out the elevators and to the left. Keycard in hand, I open the door and slip inside where it's cool.

I turn on the TV with the satellite radio station I'd found earlier, light jazz. Something about jazz is much like sex. It's really much better live, loud and just a little sweaty at the end of the night.

I slip off my shoes, hang up my jacket, and start the water in the hot tub.

I brush out my long hair, brush my teeth and relax in the easy chair near the window. Fifteen minutes to wait.

I run my fingertips over both nipples, feeling them harden even more. Plenty of time... I pull up my skirt and tease my fingers over the auburn hair between my legs. My black panties are damp, I can feel the cool air against the wetness...

Mmmm, it may be a long night.
 
I take my time, wiping the surface of the bar, feeling the delicious anticipation build in my loins. Picking up her glass, I notice the napkin underneath. I'm about to throw it away, when I notice the writing on the underside. Romm 221..........I smile and slip the napkin into my pocket.
I reach under the bar and pull out a silver bucket, before filling it with crushed ice. Then to the back, where I retrieve a bottle of Dom Perignon champagne. I know if I'm caught that'll be the end for my job here, but that just adds to the sexual tension.
Putting two glasses on a tray, I collect the champagne and bucket and walk towards the stairs, myheart pounding. As I climb, I imagine how she'll be dressed, imagine that first kiss, with my hands sliding under her negligee, her soft moan as my fingers come up against her erect nipples.
Or maybe this is all a tease.......maybe she's just going to thank me for the drink and close the door.
We'll see. Taking a deep breath, I knock on her door.
 
I take my time getting up, knowing what will be on the other side of the door.

I peek out and sure enough, there's Blue Eyes, with a smile and a bottle on ice.

I lick the juice off my fingers and open the door.

"Room Service," you say with a smile and an obvious hard-on, both of which I intend to take full advantage of before time for you to go home in the morning.
 
I open the door and let him enter, wave him and the tray nonchalantly toward a table near the hot tub, which is almost full and steaming, scented with a little sandalwood oil.
“Shall I open it,” he asks, showing me a bottle of 1964 Dom Perignon, which I’m sure will cost me dearly more than the cash I’d tossed down onto the bar. I look him up and down.
It will be worth it, I decide.
“Yes, that would be nice.” I go back to the door and shut it, and turning the deadbolt. And engaging the chain.
He’s moving deftly toward getting the bottle open, and so I resume my chair, throw one knee over the armrest, and watch him. Within minutes, it’s open and he’s pouring a glass, bringing it to me in the chair.
“Please,” I said, indicating the other. “Pour yourself one, there’s way too much for me to drink alone.”
“As you wish, Ma’am.”
“And perhaps you could help me with the buttons on the back of my blouse? I was so looking forward to a nice soak.”
I see his gaze as he returns the bottle to the ice.
He knows I took off the bra in the bar.
Moment of truth.
“Yes’m.” He wipes his hands off and comes to the side of my chair, reaching behind me as I sit forward. He makes a concerted effort not to touch my skin with his cold hands.
I let the silk blouse fall down over my arms when you’re done.
I stand. “Could you unfasten the skirt, too?” I ask. It’s only a button and a zipper, but…
It slides over my hips, revealing the garters and a pair of black silk panties.
Without thought, I turn toward him, put my foot up on the chair. “The garters, please?” As he reaches down for the back one, I run my fingers across his cheek, into his hair.
I hear his breath catch.
When he’s done, I stand up straight, turn away from him, and slide the black panties down over my hips, my thighs, and let them drop to my ankles, and step out of them but remain bent over slightly, watching you watching me.
I pick them up, and walk to the hot tub, step in. The water is hot, higher than my knees.
“Bring me my glass?” I ask sweetly.
He does so and sits it down on the edge of the tub.
I reach out and unbuckle his belt.
The loose-fitting dress pants you wear for work just drop to the floor.
“Why don’t you join me, right here on the side of the tub? Your feet must be tired.”
He went to step in, but I shook my finger. “No, no, no. No clothes allowed.”
I twirled my panties, waiting as he undressed, then stood shyly until I moved to let him step into the tub.
“Sit,” I directed. “Right there on the side.”
You complied again, hard-on raging in front of you.
I moved toward you, spread your knees to either side of my body, and wrapped my panties around your cock, two layers. I see I've found something you like....
 
Ohh my god..........this girl is just unbelievable!! My heart pounds as I slip out of my work clothes, and then begins to hammer as she slips off her panties. Surely not....she can't know........
She has a great figure, her breats full and firm, nipples a dark, flushed pink, and by te looks of things swelling and getting harder. I have a powerful urge to take them in my mouth, lick them, suck them, bite them as she moans and tangles her hands in my hair but I'm extremely disracted by what she's doing with her panties.
I sit on the edge of the bath, my cock hard, and stiff, and twitching, as she looks innnocently up at me, twirling her panties in her fingers.
I catch my breath as she leans forward. and in one swift movement, envelops my hot, throbbing cock in the soft, skimpy material, and I groan out loud.
I trail my hands in the water, moving them towards jher slim, lithe body, but she tuts and brushes them away.
"Not now, " she says, "there'll be plenty of time for that later." She looks up at me, innocently, beguilingly. "You do like the feel of my panties around your cock, don't you?"
I nod, mutely. My face must be very red, I can hear the blood hammering in my ears, she must know this drivesme crazy, being masturbated in a girl's panties, jesus what is she doing to me and then I just go weak as she begins, slowly and softly, to rub her panties up and down, trailing them across my cock, and I close my eyes and just give myself up to the deliciious feeling.............
 
...slowly and softly, to rub my black silk panties up and down, trailing them...

It's a sensual feeling, the silk against my skin, another layer, then the silky smooth skin of his cock. Beautiful friction, almost as perfect as what Mother Nature had intended. I wrap my hand in the silk and move it slowly up and down, letting the fabric slide against itself, against him...

His head drops back and he slumps slightly, giving in to the sensation. This won't take long at all.

Younger men, it's easy to get them sooo turned on. Then, you turn them on again and take your time for yourself the second time around. Oh, I have plans for you, Blue Eyes.

eyes... almost closed as his body betrays his intentions to make this last. I push the silk away from the head of his cock and wrap my lips around it, just enough to let him feel the warmth, to caress it with my tongue.

It's not long until I feel his cock thicken, his balls contract, and I know he'll drench the silk in creamy white cum... I let it drip over my hand, all over the silk panties, very white on the black silk. I lean down to taste just a drop on my thumb.

He's still propped on locked arms behind him, breathing hard, unable to move, lest his body fail and let him drop. I know that look... I drop my panties onto the ledge and I offer him my hand and help him slide into the hot water, resting between my legs. I straddle his muscular thighs, buoyant.

"You cum beautifully," I whisper. I run my fingers up his chest, and turn his face upward to mine and kiss him deeply, tenderly.
 
My apologies, I don't know how that uploaded the first time before I was done... please ignore #16...

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Wow but this girl knows what she's doing! I close my eyes in bliss as she trails te soft material across my cock, groan softly as she takes me in her mouth and then gasp and jerk with release as my hot creamy cumm spurts out, drenching her silky black panties.
My body still shaking, she helps me into the hot water, and we share a deep, langourous kiss, and my young strong cock begins to twitch once more.
"It's your turn now," I grin, trailing my hands through the hot water, gathering up soap suds, sliding them onto her smooth skin. Her slim, pert body brushes against mine as I grab the back of her hair, twisting her face to mine, kissing hot and passionate, and she sighs and grinds her body up against me, all slippery with suds.
"You wicked girl," I smile as I feel her soft little hands wrap around my cock once more, teasing and caressing it, and I lower my head to her stiff red nipples, taking them in my mouth, fllicking my tongue around them, and as her underwater movements become a little faster I groan and bite them, hearing her gasp.
My cock is nice and hard and I pull her close, feeling it rub up against her slippery pussy, and she wraps her arms around me and begins to rub up and down along the length of my cock, teasing, but we both want it badly and I hold her very still as she writhes about a little, getting iinto the right position, and our eyes lock as my thick hard crown pushes up against the entrance to her hungry pussy........
 
Ooohh... I moan as he slides that hard cock just inside me. What a lovely fit, him stretching me just slightly with a cock almost the diameter of my wrist. In just a few strokes, he'd buried it deep in me, settling into a slow rocking rhythm in the water. His hands and mouth moved over my neck and breasts, tender at moments, shockingly painful at others as his teeth graze my nipples.

I know this is going to last longer than the panties, that we should return to the bed or some other dry spot, but the water feels so good...

I take the glass of champagne, almost empty, and I pour the last mouthful over his left shoulder, starting just under his ear, then I lick it up, all the little streams down his chest and shoulder.

"You taste good... " I whisper. "fuck me, baby..."
 
Mmmmmmmm her pussy wraps around my thick hard cock, soft and velvety, and as she pours the champagne over my shoulder I grab her hair and pull her face towards me, kissing her hot mouth as she begins to rock back and forth on my cock. God she's so hot and tight and wet delicious and I grunt and tighten my grip on her hair as I thrust my hips forward to meet her movements. She gasps and I lower my head to her pert breasts and graze my teeth against her stiff nipples, licking harder as she rocks backwards and forwards harder and faster and we're both gasping hard and there's water splashing everywhere and it's no good she's so hot and tight and and I can't stand it any more and then I'm groaning aloud and biting into her bare shoulder as my hot young cumm spills out, gushing into her as I pound in and out of her delicious body.
"My my, you're a keen one, aren't you?" she says, one eyebrow half raised. "A girl just gets going, and .........." she doesn't finish her sentence, she's mocking me gently, but not unkindly.
I grin and get out of the bath.
"The good thing about being young," I reply, is that I can do this again and again........but now i's your turn."
I turn to the wall and pick out a large, fluffy towel.
"If you get out of the bath, I can dry you properly," I smile.......
 
And people wonder why I love younger men...

I step out of the hot tub, and he takes a towel from a nearby stack and starting with my hair, he squeezes out the water, then works his way on down my shoulders, reaching behind me to wipe the water off my back, licking the little streams of water from my breasts, sucking my nipples again, one then the other. He wrapped the plush towel around to wipe my belly, then down my hips, and nudging my legs apart slightly, he dried one thigh down to ankle, then the other.

With no resistance on my part, he led me to the king-sized bed across the room, and turned me to sit on the edge. Indicating I should lie back, he knelt between my legs and spread them, lifting one calf over each of his shoulders, and kissed his way up my thighs.

"What have we here?" he said, using his fingers to delicately examine the two small rings pierced in my labia, one on each side. "They don't hurt?" he asked when he looked up to see me smiling.

I only shook my head.

"Do they serve a purpose?" he asked, fascinated.

"Oh, sometimes," I said, and the thought trailed off as he spread them and eased his tongue up to my clit and sucked gently. In this bliss, I was vaguely aware as he slid first one then two fingers inside me and felt the first orgasm shatter me.
 
She sits on the bed, legs apart, and I close my eyes as my tongue comes into contact with her soft, just-dried skin. Licking and kissing up her thighs, parting them, smelling her musky wetness as I lick closer and closer to her swollen clitty, and then her gasp and her hands in my hair, tugging hard, as my tongue softly, gently, licks over the surface of her clit.
I ask about the rings in her labia, and she replies, but it's mostly lost, because I start to suck and lick on her clit again, this time pushing two fingers inside her, and her body convulses with pleasure.
She's pulling on my hair, too, and hard, and I think she's almost going to pull it outby the roots as my tongue begins to lick and lap all over her swollen clit, and my fingers begin frigging in and out of her tight wet pussy, and she clamps her thighs tight around my head and gasps as I push three fingers in now, slowly at first and then faster and faster, my tongue swirling all over her stiff hard clit.
I push her hard down onto the bed, her thighs still clamped around my ears, feeling her grind her clitty hard against my tongue, she's cumming her brains out and it feels wonderful!!
Finally her body stiffens and convulses, one last time, and her thighs relax enough for me to slide my head out from between them.
"Did I make it up to you?" I grin.
She nods yes, too breathless to speak.
My cock is stiffening again now, and she notices it twitching, because a hungry look crosses her face, and she reaches forward.............
 
and she reaches forward.............

I sat up and reached forward toward the blue eyes, wanting the sensuous mouth and the throbbing cock. I'd had enough teasing. I wanted him to spread my legs and drive it deep inside me.

I reached for him, pulled him close enough for a deep kiss, tasting my juices on his lips and tongue. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him down on me onto the bed. "fuck me... " I whispered. "fuck me till I scream, baby."

He lifted his head to look at me, serious eyes.

I felt his hips move until that young hot cock was rubbing against the wetness between my legs.

"I think I can do that," he groaned, and drove himself inside my wet pussy.
 
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