scotsmitch2001
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my oh my
again! you have managed to get me aroused and involved in one of your short stories Rikki

It has been awhile since I have posted anything to lit or been on lit. Apparently the horny thoughts and fantasies I have continue to assault me!!! Here is one of those torturing thoughts I have been having lately... maybe they will torture you a little bit too
It all started simply enough, I had told him once that I loved to be teased and tormented throughout the day sexually before we had sex later. For me, it made the sex so much better. It had me thinking about sex all day long and the delicious things that he would be doing later. It was extended foreplay and I craved it! He started by sending me a simple text asking if I wanted to hang out later. Why not? I thought. Next text he sent me said he couldn't wait to see what I would wear tonight, hoping that it was a pair of tight jeans that showcased my ass and a low cut shirt so he could see the soft swell of my tits. Then he talked about how he would like to push me up against the bar at our fav hangout and have his hands on either side of me. His body barely touching mine, just enough so I know he is there and wanting him to grind against me just a little. Telling me how he would move my dark brown hair away from my neck and whisper in my ear other things he would like to do to me later that night. Lightly nibbling down my neck before he steps away.
From these texts alone I was already wet and horny. Then he said he had to go into a sales meeting and I would hear from him later. He also told me I wasn't allowed to touch myself either. That my release would be dependent upon when he wanted to give it to me. This just made me ache that much more. I tried to find something to occupy my time until I needed to start getting ready, but nothing seemed to work. I just kept picturing him behind me, his hard cock barely touching my ass. The smell of his masculine cologne wrapping around me, turning me on even more. Wondering what he may whisper in my ear. The wet heat from his mouth as he nibbled that spot on my ear that instantly makes me crazy. I yearned to grab my breasts hard and to pinch the nipples. Just a little sexual gratification to help me get through the day.
Finally, time to start getting ready. I showered slowly enjoying the feel of the hot water on my body. Enjoying the smell of my shampoo and perfumed body wash. I slowly dried off and rubbed lotion everywhere on my body. I put my makeup on, a little lighter around my eyes making them look more green than the brown that they normally are. I decided since he had said he liked my mouth I would wear a red lipstick to hi-lite my full lips and to get him thinking about that mouth wrapped around his cock. I threw on some knee high socks, I had decided to wear the high-heeled come fuck me knee boots with a pair of ridiculously tight jeans. I couldn't wear undies with these jeans because they were so tight, but I loved the feel of the fabric against my ass and how the inner seam would rub against my clit when I would shift my legs. Another little torment for myself. I found a low cut top that I knew he liked and put that on as well. The color looked good on me and felt super soft against my skin. I spritzed some of my perfume on that made me think of sex and headed out the door. I was already thinking of how good it would feel to have his cock buried inside of me.
I walked into our hangout and could see him talking to some of our friends. He seen me and gave me that little shit eating grin. Yep, I realized I am in trouble tonight. I walked over to our little crew of friends and started to give hugs to everybody and see how everyone was doing. At first, we stayed apart to draw the tension out. He sent me a text saying that I looked good and that he loved the boots on me. Maybe later I will just wear the boots only for him? Instantly I could picture myself walking around his apartment with just the boots on, him pinning me against the wall. Kissing me hard, grabbing my ass, slamming into my hot pussy, me wrapping my legs around him, the soft leather cool against his skin. A slight moan escaped me at the thought. He seemed to be the only one that noticed. Damn him and how he could make me crazy with wanting for him.
We sent naughty little texts back and forth to each other for the next hour or so. I was so fucking wet. I could feel the frenzy building inside of me. He moved around to where I was and slid his hand down my ass grabbing a handful. “Can you imagine how it is going to feel to have my dick inside of you as I grab your ass like this, pulling you towards me, making it to where I can fuck you deeper?” A shaky little “yeah” was all I could say, because in my mind I could see exactly that. I could imagine being on my bed with the purple sheets, him below me, riding him hard, his hands on my ass, guiding me up and back down on his large cock, my tits bouncing up and down. He gently massaged and stroked my ass, we were up against a wall and nobody could see what he was doing. They could only see the flushed expression on my face. Quickly he stopped and pushed me against the bar pinning me like he had said he would earlier. He whispered in my ear, “I think I would like to fuck you up against this bar one night, you in a short little skirt and these boots. Slowly sliding in and out of you, trying to pretend like nothing is going on, feeling your hot pussy wrapped around my cock. Mmm.” Don't know if it would ever be something that we would do, but my god the thought of it. Trying not to moan out loud, trying not to let my knees buckle as he is fucking me, trying to carry on a normal conversation with someone around me. Highly maddening thought. And still, I became even more frantic and crazed for him to take me out of there and to fuck me.
I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter, the jeans growing damp from all of my juices. We sat down on two bar stools by the bar. He angled his sideways to mine, putting himself even closer to me. His hand was high on my thigh lightly stroking. I could smell my juices as they continued to leak out of me, and he could too. His hand went further up my thigh, right to my pussy, he laughed at how wet I was. “Like a river baby!” I looked at him, silently pleading with him to take me home. To fuck me. He just smirked and continued his slow assault. “I love how wet you get for me baby, I cant wait to taste that wetness later. To dance my tongue across your inner thighs, lightly nipping your thighs, slowly rubbing my scruffy chin across your pussy lips, smelling your musky scent, knowing that you are hot for me. Can you wait baby?” He knows that I can't, that I don't want to. That I need him now. I try to go to the bathroom, but he wont let me. He knows that I just want to go so I can quickly finger fuck myself and rub my clit to get a little release to take the edge off. He can sense my desperation to get fucked, my desire to have a cock shoved deep inside of me, banging into me over and over again.
He grabs my hair and pulls back gently, a silent reminder that I will be sucking his large dick before the night is over. Choking and gagging on it as he fucks my mouth hard. I lick my lips and look at him, “Please? Your place, my place, your car. I don't care just please fuck me!” Again, he smiles that wicked little smile, a whimper escapes me. He turns away from me and starts talking to somebody else. With him distracted, I start to shimmy in my seat, the seam of my jeans rubbing across my clit. At first he doesn't notice, I can feel myself getting closer to a small orgasm. As I near the edge, he notices and he pushes his leg in between mine so I am no longer able to have that seam pleasure me. I look at him breathless and teary-eyed, “Please? What more do you want from me? Please!” I rub my hand along his thigh and between his legs. His cock is hard, he wants this as bad as I do. “Come on lets go. You are so hard, you know you want to fuck me. You know that you need to fuck me. Please baby, please?Haven't you tortured yourself enough baby?”
Quickly he paid our bill and we walked out the door. Once outside he smacked my ass, grabbed my arm, turned me around quickly and shoved me against the brick wall. His hand grabbed at my neck holding me in place as he kissed me hard and hungrily. His hard cock rubbed against me. I moaned into his mouth. I grabbed his ass pushing him into me, moved my hips so I was grinding against him. His other hand grabbed my tit and squeezed it roughly. Any moment someone could walk out and see us in this position. I didn't care, I needed his searing touch on my body. His head dipped lower, kissing the exposed skin above my breasts, still he dipped lower, dragging my shirt down farther, ripping it. He grabbed my tits, pulling them out of my black lace bra, exposing them to the cool night air, my nipples hardening at this. He started to lick and suck on one nipple as he rolled and pinched the other. I could feel my knees buckling at the pleasure. “Please, give me what I need now” I rubbed and stroked his cock through his khaki pants, slowly I undid the button and zipper. I knew he was going commando and was proven right when his cock sprang free of his pants. I grabbed it, feeling the hardness and its smoothness. I cupped his balls with my other hand as I continued to stroke him. I heard him moan with pleasure, what a wonderful sound.
His hands were back in my hair again, he started to push my head down towards his cock. “What if someone walks out?” I asked him nervously. “Do you really care? I thought you wanted to be fucked hard tonight?” He was right, I did want to be fucked, but this... I wasn't sure about this. “The longer you hesitate the more likely someone is going to come out here and see you acting the whore for me, the longer you have to wait to get your reward.” I looked at him and he whispered to me, “Please baby, I am so ready to cum for you.” I dropped to my knees on the hard concrete and took him in my mouth, sucking eagerly. “Oh dear god, you are so fucking good at that!” His hands were still tangled in my hair, he pulled my face away from him and slammed his dick into my mouth, he repeated this over and over. I could hear him moaning louder and louder, heard him say, “I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming.” And cum he did, a huge, hot, choking load that I was barely able to swallow. I could feel some of the cum at the corner of my mouth, dripping out and rolling down my chin. He released my hair and slowly backed away from me. He grabbed my hands and pulled me up, licked the cum from my chin and started to kiss me. His hands started to set his pants and my shirt to rights. He grabbed my hand and walked me to the car. “Come on baby, time for me to take you home and give you your pleasure.” I couldn't wait for him to get me home and...
But, that part of the story will have to wait...
again! you have managed to get me aroused and involved in one of your short stories Rikki

