The beginning of this whole ordeal starts about a month ago. I am just near 40 and she is in her early twenties. After taking a considerable amount of time from work, I had myself hanging around a lot of the local bars and clubs. Like normal in a small town area, you start to see the same people. These same people, as I found out later, were my neighbors.
I spoke with “J” on several occasions, gave her rides to some of the better views in the area (we live in the mountains) and just in general taking photographs. We have a few drinks and talk, but there never was any flirting. Not even a little teasing. Until…
There was a party at a house one night and the owner of this house has a well stocked bar and a rotating stripper pole in the middle of the room. You can already imagine where this is getting to. We all are aware of what potential this has for many naked shenanigans. This may be a small let down for you, but stick with me. All of the women that were there took their shirts off and wore only their bras. After about 6 glasses of Scotch, I found that “J” had walked up to me and taken my shirt off and my pants. She was already to the point of wandering around in her thong and bra..she kept trying to take it off but the other girls there were preventing her from doing it.
A lot of flirting ensued. Talk of my dominant inclinations…what I like to do about holding someone on the edge of refrain…how much I enjoy the tactile sensation when a girl gives her body over to me due to the amount of teasing it takes to throttle her brain with her own hormones…..beating her will into submission. I do get a little wordy when I am buzzed…
She put her arms around my neck and laid on the nearest couch, i slipped my hands along the outside of her thigh and slowly moved my fingers around her…she spread her legs freely and grabbed my neck pulling me close to her face…The background melted behind us as she whispered…”i need it.” Now my will is only so strong, “J” is about 5’6″ and has the body of a yoga teacher. Her hair is thick, her skin is soft..and she has a perfect curve along her hips and ass. My inclination was to pick her up and take her upstairs..my craving was to pull everything off of her and just make everyone watch me tease her. I wanted to make her wait…i slowly pushed my fingers up her body and just before I reached the hem of her panties, with her legs spread…I was pulled away by the owner of the house. She gave me a very, “how dare you ” glare and I glanced back at “J” laying on the couch and she had her eyes nearly closed from a drunken stupor. I stopped..and just continued with the somewhat surprisingly humdrum social interactions at that party.
Just last week something happened and she came over to talk, hang out and really just get away from the problems she was having at home. (no need to go into details about the issues). We stayed up late watching TV and movies and a little bit of youtube and we both decided to start drinking wine. A sip here, a glass there, and we were down two bottles. More teasing ensued. I watched her as she messaged a guy she was interested in. She lit up, smiled and started playing with her hair. I called her out on it and she blushed heavily. Honestly, I though ti was kind of cute and just nudged her on to follow how she feels. She chatted with him for a while and he started to get jealous about her staying at my house. In a small tinge of anger and dismay she blurted out, “why don’t you fucking marry me” in a quick retort “because you wouldn’t be able to keep up with me if you were married to me, I need sex more than I need alcohol to deal with the problems I have” she laughed at the comment and we just continued to “hang out.” Later on in the evening I noticed she was playing with her hair..a lot. I can’t believe I did this, but I said, why don’t you let me do that? She smiled very big and her eyes lit up, she pulled her shoulders up and said “yes please.”
I started playing with her hair. Fingers gripping the back of her head and pulling just a little harder, I watched her face the whole time. He bottom lip trembling, her eyes closed…i continued to play with her hair for a very long time, around 50 minutes..She was laying back and I was nearly on top of her..playing with her hair ..I pulled hard, getting the tension in her neck and I kissed her neck. Slowly followed the lines of her tight muscles with my tongue and then released. I spent about 20 minutes teasing her neck…kissing down low along the top of her plunging neckline. The slow build was intoxicating. Her breathing was out of control, her body was mine to contort..control and tease. I started squeezing her breasts through her shirt…my hand never leaving the back of her head or the side of her face. It felt like this suspension went on for hours before I was running my fingers along her legs of her jeans. I remembered where we were before, and what she was craving. I slipped my fingers down the front of her pants and slowly made tight quick circles with my fingertips. My other hand a fist full of her hair and pulling her head back… I was licking and breathing across her bare chest at this time as my finger slipped inside of her…”how does that feel?” I whispered against her skin. Her whole body shook as she mumbled..”more.” I couldn’t help it. I had her naked..I could see everything, feel everything, taste everything. Her form was more beautiful than I had imagined. I spent hours touching, teasing, and even using a toy on her, bringing her to that edge and making her orgasm for me. I never kissed her lips, i never fucked her. I didn’t want to. I wanted her to “let go” for me, and she did. She lost count and I slept with her leaning against my body. Gripping my wrists.
(it is important to state to you that I didn’t want to have sex, I didn’t want to fuck her or even get off myself. I was high on the refrain and the tactile sensation of how she felt and watching her sway and move bending slowly to my will. The next day we talked like normal as if we always did, but I asked if she wanted me to give her a bath and she said she would love that..if you like i can tell you that story too)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aeyhsk/mf_a_friend_stays_a_few_nights_after_weeks_of
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