The drive home is long.
I sit in the back seat of the car and put the partition up, so that my driver cannot hear my disgruntled moans and sighs of frustration. I’ve known him for years; he knows I’m a miserable bastard. Even so, tonight has put a torture in me that burns so bright I can hardly stand it.
She teased me all night. I don’t know if she knew she was doing it or if she was just being herself, but it nearly killed me.
I learned tonight that coming in your pants isn’t just something that happens when you’re a teenager.
She flitted through the room of people, that fucking sexy body of hers hanging on tight to that little black dress. I could see her perky little nipples penetrate the fabric, begging to be seen.
Her legs seemed to have carried on for miles; I was dying to slip my rough hands over her thighs and follow them up, lose them under the dress and make them disappear inside her panties.
Or was she wearing panties? *Fuck*. All the blood in my capable body was surging to my cock.
She promised to be mine but when? I am an impatient man. I have *needs*, god damn it, and I cannot withstand another minute of being tortured by this divine creature.
I watched her dance, her hair curling up around the bottom of her supple breasts, her endless legs gliding in those tall, enticing black high heels. She let her little hand discover herself, her palm traveling from her tit to her thigh as the music vibrated inside of her. That’s where the trouble *really* started.
She pulled me into her, the primal heat radiating from her body.
“Come dance with me, Daddy,” she purred into my ear, her cotton-candy lips pressed tight to my skin as she spoke.
Her words made my dick ache. I came in my pants a little every time she spoke to me, each time we touched.
She was a complete fucking Goddess, *my Goddess*, and she knew it. She knew she had me and my massive cock wrapped around her tiny little finger.
I may have been the most powerful man in the room but she held me tight by her sweet cunt and her mischievous blue eyes told me she knew it.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, her tits heaving against my strong chest. My breath was trapped inside me somewhere, a pressure building deep in my balls.
I reached down and filled my palms with her tight ass, gripping them roughly as my cock nudged her tight stomach, raging and full inside my slacks.
“I feel you,” she cooed in my ear, not caring that everyone could clearly see I was groping her ass with my raging hard on pushing up against her.
The music must’ve stopped, because she pulled me to a chair in the corner, kindly shooing people away from us as we walked forward. I couldn’t be sure of any of this, though, because my ears were filled with a pounding. *Is it my heart? Is it my dick?* My body throbs to release, to fill her with my seed while completely swallowed by her tight little pussy.
She sat me down and put her perfect ass in my lap, gently bouncing on me, her cheeks parting underneath her dress and my cock found the opening, the opportunity.
My slacks were wet from the amount of come I’d been leaking but I don’t fucking care. I’ve never fucking cared what any of those vultures have thought of me. They want my money. And all I want is her.
She grinded against me, my thick fingers wrapped so tightly around her hips that my knuckles were white. Every drop of blood in my body was surging through my nine inches, throbbing madly.
“You better get home early tonight,” I growled to her, my guttural tone told her I could not stand it much longer. I *need* her. I need to fuck my sweetheart more than I’d needed anything. Fuck, I’d have given up my fortune at that point.
She danced in my lap a bit more before she was taken from me, someone needing her input for something I’m certain was trivial. It couldn’t have been more important than my manhood pressed against the fly of my slacks, dripping for her.
And that’s when it happened. And I don’t even fucking care, let me tell you.
She turned around and let her hands drop to her sweet cunt and she squeezed herself while her gaze was fixed on my bulge. Her bottom lip was tucked under her teeth as she exposed her damn panties to me, briefly, then disappeared into the crowd.
*Oh, she fucking knows just what she’s doing to me*. And her sweet cunt was soaking, ready to be pounced on and penetrated, filled with my seed.
I wrapped my fist around my cock through my slacks and instantly spilled out, soaking them, my thighs and lap wet with my own uncontrollable desire. I didn’t fucking care.
I was *still* hard. Raging.
The town car pulls up in front of my place. I can’t remember the walk in but somehow, I’m inside, the halls of my empty home echoing as I walk through, searching for my bunny. I know she can’t be there yet, but at this point I’ll take anything.
I open the hamper and take a pair of her panties. I stuff them in my mouth, her sweet juices exploding onto my tongue. My belt flies across the room and my pants are down, my hand wrapped around my quivering cock, the fallout of my last encounter still sticky on my skin.
*Oh fuck*, I groan as I suck the taste clean from her panties, the head of my monster now purple with need. I stroke faster and my balls tighten. The knot in my stomach intensifies and then I’m fucking blowing my load, again. Painting the bathroom wall with my need for her. My heart races, I can feel the sweat trickle down my brow.
I’m done but I’m still hard in my hand.
The ringing in my ears is slowly dissipating and I think I hear the familiar clicking in the hallway. *Clickclick clickclick clickclick*.
I don’t do anything. I stay there with my powerful cock still tucked in my fist, my come all over, the panties of my angel still hanging from my needy mouth.
She turns the corner. She’s in the heels but the dress is gone. The panties are gone. There never was a bra. My bunny doesn’t wear a bra because she *knows* I need to see those sweet tits all the time.
Her body is at my disposal now. She sees the hunger in my eyes. She fucking loves that I’m coming in my pants for her. Jerking off for her. Her long legs stride just a few times before she stands in front of me.
I moan, my cock twitches.
“Give me that fucking sweet cunt right now,” I bark to her.
Now is when the real relief begins.
Edit: typos/tense change
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/hv9ufr/the_tease_a_touch_story_mf