Click...

[teasingSophie]

I couldn't make it really... My own self was making me do this? Impossible...

"No Paul, no it's not me, it's not just as simple as that: What I felt, what pushed me, I don't know where it came form, it just... it wasn't me..."

From the couch, I looked him up and down as he stood up. Handsome man in his 40's. Really handomse in fact. his elegant suit was making him look really ... desirable. I bit my lower lpi, realizing what was happening again. As he came closer, I couldn't help but stare at the level of my eyes, at his pants and at the hint of a bulge that was growing just there. I smiled. I smiled upwards at him...

"I see you liked what you heard Paul. I bet oyu'd like to check if it's all real..."

I lifted my upper body on one elbow, laying a bit sideways. And my other hand rested on his pants, feeling his cock react under the fabric. And I loved that feeling. I immediately wanted that cock. A fire suddenly burnt in my groin, making me needing some release, some fun, some pleasure. A bit dizzy, as in a dream (or a nightmare), I unzipped his trousers, and I pulled his boxers open, and there his cock poped out in the air, not fully hard but almost. I smiled at it, looking intently at it with the greatest attention. my fingers closed around the shaft and began to slowly stroke along it and my head leaned closer and planted a kiss at the tip.

And a flash apssed in front of my eyes... in my mind. A great shudder. I froze.
And released his cock...
And backed away, jumping sideways from the couch, and moving backwards, quickly towards the door. I stared in his eyes, angry.

"Paul, don't ever try this on me. Don't ever try to manipulate my mind. I came to you in need of help and you took advantage of it. Don't ever try to come close to me. I promise you a trial for this, and you'll pay really hard."

With that, I wa sout. Oh yes, with all his tricks, his beautiful sentences, and what he knew of the human mind, he ahd almost pushed me to do something terrible... Something I didn't want to do.

I was soon running to the elevator, and pressing hard on the button, looking back at his door to make sure he wasn't follownig me.

 

[Bevatoria]

Paul saw her gaze change from one of fear to one of desire as she smiled at him. "I see you liked what you heard Paul. I bet oyu'd like to check if it's all real..." Sophie propped herself up one elbow, laying sideways in an alluring pose as she reached for him. He wasn't sure when, but he'd moved closer to her, and she rubbed his cock through his khakis.

She unzipped him, pulling out his manhood to the open air, and he was surprised to see how much of an affect her stories had been having on him. Her smile only enflamed his lust further, and he found himself in a trance as this woman who he was trying to detest kissed his length. Paul leaned back, shutting his eyes in bliss...waiting for more...

And never getting it, as he heard her leap off the couch moving do the door. He could barely compose himself, straightening himself up as she spoke.


"Paul, don't ever try this on me. Don't ever try to manipulate my mind. I came to you in need of help and you took advantage of it. Don't ever try to come close to me. I promise you a trial for this, and you'll pay really hard."

"You're the one that tried to blow me, you stupid slut." he snapped, but she was already gone. Paul grimaced at the whole scene. One moment, she had seemed to be willing to lose herself in some sort of lustful fantasy, the next....

************

It seemed like she'd moved away from the psych's office. Which was almost disapointing, although I guess it *did* get her out of there. I should see if I could get building schematics installed on this thing....

After being stuck at a wall for fifteen seconds, she moved forward. I grinned, having almost made my way to her building, as disguised as I could be with a hat and shades on. I wondered who was around her now as I set the level to two, and turned it on again; this time, for thirty seconds, wondering who would be on the elevator with her.

************

Maurice didn't look away from his phone was the pretty woman joined him in the elevator. He wasn't married, but he was all business as he talked into his phone, barely moving to the side to let the young woman on. At twenty-seven years of age, with perfect jet black hair and a tailored black suit, he was a high riser in his company.

His call cut off, and he sighed. "Damn phone." He snapped, paying no attention to the brunette at his side....

 

[teasingSophie]

There was soneone in the elevator, talking to his phone. And I kept my eyes down. I was hoping there would be nothing bad happening in here... I was praying for it.
Clinging againt the wall at the bac, I coudlnt' help but look him up and down from behind. After all he was good looking. I found myself wondering what kind of nice cock could hide in those pants. Before I could make my mind, my hands were on my top, pressing on my breasts, playing on them, massaging them tightly. I bit my lower lip to restrain my moan. THe heat and dampness in my groin were raising again.
In this wild world where I coulnd't control anything, there was one thing I did love. I was looking for that pleasure again. I wanted to cum only. And the man was surely a good fuck.
The sensation faded as quickly as it came... But my nipples were still hard. I loved the way my hands were caressing my breasts. I gasped and let my arms fall down at my side, because I couldn't let it flow out in the open like that. We reached the ground floor and I moved out. He stayed in, going to the basement, parking lot probably.
Afraid, I ran towards the outside, calling my driver on my phone, and asking him to take me on the road and bring me home immediately. There were some people around, btu I did not take time to watch them, my eyes to the floor, I didn't want something bad to happen in here.

 

[Bevatoria]

"I'll be there as soon as I can, miss."

He scowled despite himself; Sophie was a pleasant mistress to work for, but she did have a habit of wandering off. And they were downtown, which meant it could take him two minutes to get there, or five.

Or fifteen, if this stupid bus doesn't get out of my way...

*************

I saw her, standing near the sidewalk, looking around desperately for something when she wasn't staring at the ground. Even at this distance, she was beautiful, and I settled down on a bench nearby, 'waiting' for the bus. It was tempting, oh so tempting to just break her here, but that would ruin the point of the game. I didn't want her arrested, or afraid to leave her house...even if the latter would provide me an opportunity.

I was simply another business man working on his phone. I slid the dial to 2, and with a grin I looked at her as I turned it on again, wanting to see how far her control extended in public...even if there was an alleyway behind her.

 

[teasingSophie]

Damn the traffic! Why were those streets so much crowded with so many fucking cars? It would take him so long to reach me! I hated to stay like that in the open. Hands in the pocket of my coat, I held it tight around me, my eyes mostly on the ground to avoid seeing someone that I would desire. It was impossible to cope with those sudden urges that i couldn't restrain. I had to do something. And the best thing would be to be... Well after all, those urges had given me nice moments. I had been feelnig well when fullfilling them. it was always the after that had been bad.
And now I was feeling well... Very well... I bit my lower lip as I felt my clit tingle. My nipples began to harden under my bra. Please no, not again. I gasped.
I began shifting position, from one foot to another, thus brushing my thighs together. I was feeling it raising slowly inside me. Slowly yes, but raising anyway. And it wasn't the time nor the place. Oh God what was happening to me. I gave sideways looks under my sunglasses in order to check that nobody was precisely watching right at me. The hand in my coat's pockets went forward and down a bit, pulling on the fabric of the coat. Reaching towards my lap, pressing on my groin when reaching it. I moved back and leaned againt the wall of the building, allowing me to be in a position in which I could touch my cunt through my trousers without alerting everyone. I had to focus not to let my emotions pass on my face. I felt my legs shake a bit. This was pleasant. but my cunt was needing some closer attention.

At that moment I saw my car drifting through the traffic and coming closer. In a flash, I wondered how good a fucker my driver was... Oh yes, this could be nice, he was really tempting. Neatly dressed, shaved, and always always really attractive. As I reached the door, already wanting to lay on the backseat and get a good job on my pussy, I remebered that I once caught my driver with a man... He wa sgay. So I cursed when entering the car and commanding him to go home even before I closed the door.

 

[Bevatoria]

Sophie's driver, Aaron frowned at her, but only for a moment. It was like her to be rude and ignorant, sure, but her being this abrupt was very out of character. Still, he was paid well to just sit back, shut up, and do his job, so he pulled out of the curb, taking only a moment to look back at her. As a servant, it usually wasn't his place to question his mistress, but he found himself put off by her manner and behavior. She seemed...distracted.

"Is everything all right, Miss?" He called to the backseat, keeping his eyes on the road. "Did you get the clothes you were looking for?"

****************

I watched her squirming. Anyone else would have thought her uncomfortable outdoors, or simply nervous, but I knew better. I knew what was affecting her so much, why she couldn't stay in one place. Her hands erratic movements inside her coat gave her away; one simply had to know the picture of the puzzle to know how the pieces fit.

And yet, something inside of her managed to hold together. Even as she discreetly pleasured herself, shifting from side to side, somehow keeping her composure. I was both tempted by the prospect of pushing her further and entranced as she leaned back against the building, seeing her hands shift in her jacket pockets. Here she was, in broad daylight, pleasuring herself and nobody was the wiser...if only she had been wearing a skirt instead of those slacks she had decided to put on now.

Like a shot, as soon as her driver pulled up, she got in the car and he pulled off. I wasn't about to follow her home - as anonymous as I was, her husband definitely knew me - but neither would I give her space. She'd feel that itch everywhere but around her husband if I had anything to say about it.

I got up, deciding she could take a little more as I turned the dial up to 3 for her ride home, as I imagined her hands roaming under her blouse and slacks to pleasure herself, her driver watching her as she did....

 

[teasingSophie]

- Yes, everything's allright Aaron... Keep your eyes on the road.
I mumbled this as I took the best position on my seat, closing the glass between him and me. I immediately unbucklet my belt and unbutonned my trousers, unzipped them, opening them and slid my hand under my panties. I felt it more and more urging. I sat on the sideof the seat, leaning half against the back of the seat, half against the door, I lifted leg to rest my foot on the sear, opening my thighs wide, and i let it go. Eyes closed, lips opnened and writhing, I let my fingers found those most sensitive spots that sent waves of delight thourhg my body, I shook a bit, moaned.... bit my lower lip to supress those noises. And explored further, finger playing and pressing on my clit, then sliding down along the so wet and hot lips, my whole cunt so demanding. I cursed again the fact that Aaron was gay and pushed a finger inside me... and after a few thrusts a second one joined in. My thumb was still on my clit.
My other hand went under my blouse and clasped at my breast through my bra, grabbing it tight and massaging wildly. I gasped, feeling the pleasure invade me, the heat growing.
Oh God I wanted more, I needed someone...
A third finger entered my cunt, and they all were moving fast inside, presdsing along the different walls, making those sensitive places react... Moans turned to groans, my hips were rocking. I was feeling so close to the edge...

 

[Bevatoria]

I slowly started to make my way home. I had more calls to make in the evening and it'd be easier to make my plans for her from my house as opposed to my office. With how tight I had things set up there was little risk of anyone finding out what I was up to but better safe then sorry. That and I could....well, never mind about what else I wanted to do while thinking about how much this device was tormenting her, about what it had done to her so far on my first day.

I knew now that I had to find her soon. To fully see this device's effects on her, and to...'explain' the situation to her. To exploit her for my wants.

By the time I was home, she was pretty close to home, too. I'd keep it on as long as she was in the car...but with her husband I was determined to keep her at 0. Maybe the device restrained arousal as well as enhancing it? It was a strangely alluring thought.

************

Aaron didn't react to the window closing behind him, although the muffled moans through the window made him curious. Women, he thought, shaking his head. He'd never seen Sophie act like this before, but she'd told him she was okay, and as her driver discretion was his first duty.

Several minutes passed before he was interupted by a ringing noise indicating that Sophie's cell had an incoming call. He hit a button to talk to the back seat. "Miss, you have an incoming phone call." Without waiting to see if she wanted to accept it, he hit the button to open the line to her; it was her husband wanting to talk to her. And while he was her employee, he also knew who was paying him...

 

[teasingSophie]

I heard Aaron's voice, and as I was going to answer "no", the conversation switched, and I heard Emmet's voice "Allo? Sophie?"
But I was tto far to regain some composure. I needed this relief, and in fact I get it at that moment. I let out a high pitched scream as the largest wave hit my body from deep in my stomach and sent pleasure... It was great.... I heard Emmet, asking what was going on.... My hand omved to the button and switched it off. Yeah, I had shut the phone to my husband. And I was there panting on the seat, sweaty, coming down to Earth, juices dampening my panties.
I was drifting on the aftermath of that climax.
And then it went out. I realized what I had done, what Emmet might have heard. I was ready to call him back, thinking about an explanation. But I saw the gate open and the car was driving near the house. And Emmet was probably home. I closed my pants again and tried ot regain some composure, so ahsame of what had happened, and having no idea about how to explain this to Emmet...

I ran inside the hosue, avoiding everyone, ran to my room and closed the door behind me, jumping on my bed, almost crying, thinking about what was happening to me.
Then I saw Emmet's text coming on my phone. "Fnudraising party at 8pm. Gardens. be ready. "
No word about what had happened. But also he didn't took the time to come and tell her in person. He surely had catched something, but what?
And no, I coulnd't be at the party. not with what was happening to me. So many people. So many... Oh God, that was impossible. but I coudln't disobey Emmet, I had to be there for him. he was my trustfull husband ; at least he was trustfull, I wasn't anymore.

 

[Bevatoria]

The moment she got inside of her house, I shut it off. Now safely at my 'desk' at home (where, truth be told, I probably got more real work done although I couldn't let my employees know that), I sighed. It's not as if I hadn't had a smashing first day so far, but even as I enjoyed my success I realized how much more I had to get in place. If I was going to blackmail her, it had to be with more then the push of a button. The incident in the shoe store would help but it could be shrugged off. Especially with Emmet's resources; for all of his fair practices within the business world, I had a feeling he'd play as down and dirty as I would when his wife was involved.

An email popped up on my computer screen; there was a fundraising party at the Gardens, tonight at 8 PM. Emmet would be there, which meant Sophie would be as well. It would be easy enough for me to get in with my influence...and what to do when I got in would be simple enough. Separate her from her husband, and then let this machine do the work.

But I would have to mingle. How I hated mingling. Even to look at the pretty women. With a sigh, I got up, knowing it wouldn't do any good to go to the party on an empty stomach. Although I did allow myself to think about what kind of evening dress Sophie would be wearing. I'd seen her in them before, thought about her in them, but with the kind of control I had over her, tonight would be different....

 

[teasingSophie]

Emmet didn't utter a single word. He made everything to let me know it wasn't time for me to speak. So the road to the Gardens was silent.... and embarassing. I had put my very new white dress fitting well my tanned skin, the strapless one with the black belt. My thin pantyhose were just barely visible and my heels were thin. I had my hair rathe rfree, but a worked and precise freedom that just had the appearance of it, my black curls falling on each sides of my face, enhancing with my makeup the clarity of my green eyes. I did well, my husband would be proud to have me at his elbow, and I'll do my best for that evening. I knew I was an asset in Emmet's public relations as many people loved to talk with me, and thus with him.

So we drove there. Aaron didn't say a word. And we reached the Gardens as almost everyone was already there, walking in the lightened grass pathways and in the all-glass building.

 

[Bevatoria]

I had to admit it. Even as I tried to hate Emmet for constantly getting the best of me both in work and in play, the man had good taste in party locations. Walkways adorned with tastefully colored plant life and flowers, immaculate lighting and food. Excellent yet discrete food service; one could not tell the difference between the servers and the guests, and yet I never seemed to get five steps without a full glass of some kind in my hand. For the moment, I was scorning champagne or wine for water to keep my control. Losing inhibitions, if needed, could come later.

Right now, it was someone else's inhibitions I was thinking about lowering. I'd seen her walk in with Emmet a short while ago; she looked perfect on his arm, as much as I hated to admit it. And her charisma seemed to help him. I could imagine a smile or a wink from her sealing his deals, being a small nudge that pushed them in his direction instead of mine. Even as I hated how she was with him, I still wanted her so. There was a distance between them tonight, I could tell, but there was still love there.

I was listening robotically to a conversation with someone who was constantly trying to sell me their office building. It would take no effort at all to put my hand in my pocket, and turn her on again...but not yet.

Soon, I told myself. Soon.

 

[teasingSophie]

Most of these people were rather boring, although I kept with emmet and spoke with them and entertained them. I had become quite good at pretending to be OK. Anyway, my mind was mostly on something else, fearing the moment where that... thing, that other personnality, might rise.... No, not another personnality, it had been me all the way, and I had loved it.
But not tonight, not here, not among those, this couldn't happen.
After a while, I had put into motion most of the deals and conversations of my husband and I ttok my leave for a moment. I walk along the lanes in the less crowded places of the party.

"Sophie", someone called loud.

I turned and saw two of my friends. They two found those parties rather boring. They were the married actors Ben and ginger, not world famous, but famous enough to be invited here and give some money. They were seated on a bench in front of a nice little pond in a dimly litted area, a glass in hand. I smiled at thme, and walked towards them. They called me, so I wasn't interupting something. We hugged.

"I'm happy you're there" I told them.

And I sat besides them.

 

[Bevatoria]

"And we're happy to be here." smiled Ginger, who was to Sophie's right; Ben to her left. They'd parted to make a space for her on the small bench near the pond.

"I hope you're not here to hit us up for more money." chuckled Ben. "We already told Emmet what we'd give him...now, we'd just like to enjoy the party." He tipped his champagne class in salute. "Your husband does know how to put together a good shindig." He took a quick sip as Ginger looked around hesitantly.

"Where is that husband of yours, anyways?" asked Ginger, a curious look on her face. There was no fear in her voice; mere questioning. Ben smirked a little as soon as she turned away from him; he preferred her without that daft husband of hers anyways.

**************

I watched as she worked the crowd with Emmet; attempting to do some of my own with no immediate success. Possible inroads were just that; possible, not probable. Emmet's friends were all fiercely loyal and there weren't many people who wanted both of us on their list. I had good friends of my own, sure, but they weren't nearly as devoted to me as the people here were to him. Another consequence of working the way I did.

Finally, Sophie broke off to talk to some friends in another area; I recognized the couple as famous actors. Having watched her prance around in that gorgeous dress, the pantyhose framing her legs and her hair bouncing around perfectly in that mix of 'styled yet not styled', I could hardly wait. I moved to a dark corner to try to observe them from, pretending to be texting on my 'phone'.

Although all I really did was turn the dial up to a 1.

 

[teasingSophie]

"Oh he's gone chatting and assuring that people will give what they promised. It's all business. I find it boring you knew... But let's get to something more interesting. What about your next contracts? Any movies in preparation for any of you?"

As I said this, my eyes were towards Ginger and I felt a growing heat in my lower belly. My groin started to get more sensitive. I cursed inwardly, trying to keep in the conversation as she was speaking, giving me an answer. I was focusing on restraingnin that sudden urge inside me, begging my body not to do this to me, not in front of my friends, not in public.
ben took the following to answer me about his own program and I turned to watch him, although my gaze was first attracted by his lap, and my imagination let me have a view of what might be under those pants. In a rush, I forced my eyes upwards, trying to keep my best composure in ooking into his eyes and pretending listening to him.
it's only when he was looking at me for a few seconds without speaking that I realized he was waiting a kind of answer from me. And as I had focused on supressing my need, on restraining the urge of my lustfull groin, I wasn't even aware of what I was asked about.
I began fumbling with words...

 

[Bevatoria]

"Oh he's gone chatting and assuring that people will give what they promised. It's all business. I find it boring you knew... But let's get to something more interesting. What about your next contracts? Any movies in preparation for any of you?" asked Sophie.

Ginger smirked. "I won't speak for Ben-"

"Not that you *ever* do*." He smiled in return, stealing glances at his wife - in a beautiful blue dress - and at their new conversation partner.

"-but I've got a big break coming up." Her eyes grew wide, her focus going away from Sophie even as Ben started to get a little concerned. "At least, I think I do. I'll be a Romantic Comedy alongside Travis Peters, and it could be a really, really big seller.." Another meaningful noise. "Maybe even get me on the cover of some of the big magazines!" Ginger took a moment, her smile widening even as she missed Sophie's fumbling.

"Sophie, are you all right?" asked Ben, her incoherent reply only increasing her concerns.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to bore you-"

"It wasn't you, Ginger baby." He gently touched her arm. "What's wrong, Sophie?" He looked around uneasily. "Do you want Ginger to go get you some water or something?"

Without even stopping to think about it being a good idea, Ginger sprung up into action; there was always a waiter nearby, even if they were in a somewhat secluded area. She wouldn't be long. "Talk to me, Sophie. What's going on?" Dressed immaculately in his black suit and bow tie, white shirt, and perfectly shined shoes, his face the picture of concern as he examined his beautiful friend.

*************

I watched as she struggled, clearly restraining from doing anything with the device arousing her. I didn't know who this couple was, but hoped they'd be down for some fun. Or failing that, maybe the man was. I saw the wife go away, and struggled with the urge to push her farther. As I watched her try to answer, I held back...barely.

 

[teasingSophie]

GInger left... and I found myself alone with such an attractive man. Oh my... I was feeling my insides answerting to his presence. I slid a bit to be seating closer to him, very close in fact, our thighs touching. I rested a hand on his thigh, quite high, and looke dinto his eyes.

"Ben... I... "

I was always shifting a bit my position, the urge between my thighs becoming more forceful.

"Ben, I just ... I'm not feeling very well I think."

I had to leave, this couldn't happen, I should not be there in this condition with him next to me. I knew what may happen next. But somewhere inside me I wanted it so much to happen.

"Would you be kind enough to help me to my room, please? I'm sure Ginger could make it without you in the party for a moment..."

I had to get away from the crowd, from the people, from a place so visible. I had to be alone in my room, btu I wasn't sure I would be able to make the whole way alone. Ben could drive me home and... no, not this... and then he could leave yes.

 

[Bevatoria]

"O-okay." Ben stood up slowly, gently pulling Sophie to her feet. "There's a quicker way to my car through these paths- not as crowded, too, so this will be discreet." He followed a stone path through some shrubs, where people would walk during the day. While somewhat well lit now, this was also a place where people went to...discreetly rendezvous. Even as he 'led' her to his car, Ben was aware of this; hoping she wouldn't get the wrong idea. Not that he was entirely turned off by the idea....

After a few twists and turns, only a minute into the paths but safely away from public view, Ben stopped where there were two choices to go. "I think it's this way..." he frowned, turning back to make sure Sophie was keeping up with him.

********************

She was trying to get away. And she probably would get 'away', but I couldn't have her leave. Not here, not now. I tried to follow at a distance, but lost them in the paths, as staying hidden was my first priority.

I went to my device, and thumbed the controls. Not to a 2, this time; she had to be overcome by thoughts of lust. So I amped it all the way to a 3 and hit the button, wanting her to only think of how to satisfy her lust, here, and now.

 

[teasingSophie]

Ben had walked a bit too fast compared to me in my heels. But he stopped and I could reach him. And seeing him there, alone, I realized how much i wanted him. I ran towards him, the need and eager in my groin pushing harder. Lust had invaded me. I coudln't resist it. I knew at that moment, after all that had happened before, that I won't resist it. So I let it go. ANd I ran until I hugged him tight. I pulled my arms around Ben... ben, my freind, married ot one of my friend, one of the persons I've spent so much time with without ever having anything suspicious going on between us. Probably one of the most trustfull persons I knew. I grinded myself agains thim and planted a warm kiss on his lips. One hand behind his head, the othe ron his lower back. I kissed hard, he didn't answer, he seemed lost, and stumbled a bit backwards but I didn't let him go.
And between my kisses, I whispered that i wanted him, that I needed his cock, right here, right now.
That was the moment where he pushed me back and broke our embrace. He wa slooking at me with eyes wide, full of incomprehension, trying to utter the questions that were rushing in his head.
But I had no questions in mine. I had to get to it.
I grabbed the top of my dres and lowered it in a quick move under my breasts. Giving him my best smile, eyes locked into his eyes, I ran my tongue along my lips, and my hands were massaging my breasts...
"Don't say that you don't want me, Ben..."
I took another step towards him, and he tried to walk back, finding himself blocked by a strong bush.
He was red all over his face. Some words began to form in his mouth "Sophie, what are you soing? What's happening?"
Another step and I knelt in front of him.
"What's happening is that I need your cock inside of me right now"
My hands were fumbling on his zipper, and I felt him react under.

 

[Bevatoria]

Even as he looked around, Ben wasn't expecting Sophie to run up to him. "Well, I think..." He totally missed her arms going around him, and he didn't even get a word out before she pressed against him, her center grinding against his manhood as she planted a needing kiss on her lips. She felt so good, her soft hands against him, but even with that he had the sense of mind to step back.

"Sophie, what the..." Still, the vixen pressed into him more, another long, sensous kiss, and despite himself he found his hands responding automatically, as if they were in a scene together, his hands running up and down her shoulders and the back of her dress, almost pulling her into him as he hear her whisper what she wanted to do....

But this wasn't a scene.

"Sophie-" Even the trained professional, he found himself with no words as she pulled the top of her dress down, toying with her own breasts as her eyes locked into his.

"Don't say that you don't want me, Ben..."

He tried to retreat again, but his path was blocked by a bush. "Sophie, what are you doing? What's happening?" he stuttered, powerless to do anything but watch as she knelt before him

"What's happening is that I need your cock inside of me right now" she replied, and Ben only breathed in as he felt her undo his zipper. Even as discreet as this place was, they could still be seen, still be caught-

But he lost all thoughts of that as her mouth circled his member, and he shut his eyes. Please forgive me, Ginger...

At the moment, Ginger hadn't made her way back to them yet, having gotten caught up talking. With Emmet, of all people, in the party.

****************

I dared not breathe as I watched her wanton display. Safely hidden by shadows and bushes, I did everything I could to stay that way as Sophie sucked on Ben's cock, her breasts bouncing as she bobbed on it. I imagined the feeling of her tongue on him, rolling around it as she yearned to pleasure him, any man who wanted her...and hoped that it would be me, soon.

 

[teasingSophie]

I took his cock in my mouth, and he was really hard. I smiled up at him as I began sucking, slowly at first but soonn faster, up and down, all along the hard shaft that I felt throbbing in my mouth. He abandonned himself, I felt his reluctance fly away as he let himself go to me. My hand wa sstroking the base of his large cock as I was playing on the tip with my mouth.
But it was my hot groin that was demanding the most, and I didn't want to finifh him that way. I wanted him inside me.
I stood up, held him in my arsm, kissnig him feeling his cock throb on my stomach through my delicate dress. I stepped backwards, stumbling a bit, holding him in my arms. And I backed until I was against a tree. There I lifted a leg along the otuside of his thighs, pulling my dress high on my waist,a nd grinding harder against him, my pantyhose and panties separating me from him. Arms tight around his neck, I was panting and kissing and begging him to fuck me...

 

[Bevatoria]

Ben looked down to see her naughty, tempting smile back up at him as she sucked and pleasured him with her mouth, small, desperate moans escaping him as she kissed it, her hand slowly working up and down it. He could feel his release coming, but she seemed to know how to make it last as she slowly bobbed up and down on it. Her eyes, the say she moved, everything was turning him on more and more, in a way his wife hadn't, despite her movie star looks.

A part of him wondered if she'd mind joining in....

His thoughts were broken as Sophie pulled off of him, and he looked at her curiously as she backed up against a tree seductively; her dress still hanging to expose her breasts, still holding him too her as she raised her thigh - and her dress to - to her waist, asking for him to take her.

It was all Ben could do to slide her panties only as far down as necessary before entering her, in fast, urgent strokes to get himself off as quickly as possibly, although he felt her arousal, too, and wondered what had come over their normally shy friend. His hands were encircling her, working at the zipper behind her dress, slowly pulling it down.

*************

I didn't have the best view, but even from the relative obstruction of the shadow and bush, I could tell she was taking him in her mouth, and my pants suddenly felt tighter around me. I didn't dare bring out the control unit now; the light would give away my position even in the foilage and their passion I didn't want to lose what I had.

Then she pulled off of him, and I wondered if something had gone wrong. Until I saw what he started doing to her against the tree...

 

[teasingSophie]

Ben lowered my pantyhose and panties, and he pushed himself forward, With my underwear on my thighs, I couldn't open mich and he slid in, but not enough. I wanted more. I needed more. The position wasn't allowing it. And I made a mental note not to wear pantyhoses anymore, only stockings.
I grabbed his jacket and pushed him a bit backwards, just to let me turn around and I bant forward. I knew that thisway he would have the opportunity to fill me completely and insert himself right to the hilt. I bent over, hands hugging the hard tree.
It was another hardness that i felt when he dived inside me, sliding so easily because i was so wet. He wasn't resisting anymore. As he get to a quick pace inside my cunt, I felt him play with my butt. my dress was lamost completely off and our forth and back harsh moves weren't helping. I was moaning and groaning loud. Somewhere in my mind, a little voice spoke quickly about how bad all this was. but the pleasure drowned it and I felt submerged by the waves of delight erputing from my lower belly. I accelerated. I felt him coming to the edge too. When he exploded inside me, I let go a high pitched scream, my whole body shuddering, my cunt spasming tight around his shaft. i felt his hot semen fill my cunt, and soon dripping at the lips along my inner thighs. he backed, panting. I stood up and turned towards him, back agaisnt the tree, panting and smiling, looking right into his eyes.

 

[Bevatoria]

Ben moaned as she pushed him back, briefly forced to retreat from her opening until she bent against the tree, wiggling her ass at him suggestively. Then, he forgave her by pushing all the way in, able to bury himself in her young body with how she opened herself to him. His hands pulled desperately at the zipper, pulling it almost all the way down and leaving her virtually naked, her torso exposed to the night air.

He grabbed her bottom and toyed with it, squeezing her ass as he got closer to his climax while she reached hers. Ben took her quickly, pounding in and out, forgetting about the party nearby, about how loud she was being....they were isolated, but he still had Ginger to think about.

With a gasp, he came inside of her, and watched her shudder and moan with him, his eyes locked on her as she turned towards him, backing up to the tree...even in the afterglow of what they'd done, he could only shake his head.

"Why, Sophie? What's gotten into you. If we'd known...." he stared, but paused; the sounds of footsteps. Someone was coming.

He could only hope it was Ginger. Which, while possibly not ideal, could be better then the alternative.

 

[teasingSophie]

I was looking right down at his cock, going flacid. But i was also feeling the heat in me.... not lowering. I was still so horny, I was still so much in need... I took a stpe towrds him, locking his questions with a kiss as my arms went around his neck. I felt him tense as we heard the footsteps... unsure and irregualr footsteps on the gravel of the path. And then on the grass and on the gravel again.
I felt Ben taksing a step back, he broke our embrace, he left me there as he moved back, trying to return his cock inside his pants, fumbling with the zipper, as suddenly a large man came in view from behind a tree. His way of walking, his eyes, his gaze, his attitude, all said one thing : the man was completely drunk. And besides I didn't know him. he stopped there and looked at us, seeing the embarassed Ben first then locking his eyes on me. He boomed with an unsure voice, taking some time to from some of the words... "Woh, what do we have here? I come to have a pee in a quiet corner and I found a delicious hottie. I'd be damn if that's not magic..."
I saw the tent raising in his pants and I smlied. it seemed that there wa ssomeone else to satisfy me in the area. Ben staggered backwards, mumbling something I didn't understand. And I took a step towards the man.