Author: vulpesvulpesxx

We haven’t seen in each other in five weeks and we just spent a week fucking each other as much as possible.
We went to the movies and on the drive there I put his hand down my sweater and let him fondle me while he did his best to drive us to the theatre. Didn’t help that I was stroking his growing cock over his pants.
I was so turned on that I couldn’t concentrate during the movie. The theatre was completely empty save for one single guy that of course had to sit in the row in front of us. Twenty minutes in, I found myself not being able to keep my hands to myself. I put his hand down my sweater and picked up where I left off rubbing him.
Pretty soon he had quietly unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock out. I continued to stroke him and the whiskey that we had snuck in made me feel brave so I quietly got on my knees in front of him and started sucking his cock. By the grace of god, the guy fucking left the theatre.
I had really been looking forward to seeing this movie and I jokingly chastised him for not paying attention. I tucked his aching cock into his pants while I unzipped mine, and, not wearing any panties underneath, started touching myself while he sat next to me and watched.
Pretty soon I couldn’t control myself and ordered him to pull his cock out again. I knelt in front of him and started deep throating him. Pretty soon he grabbed me by the wrists and whispered in my ear that I should ride him.
I pulled my pants back down and eased myself onto his rock hard cock. I held onto the seat in front of me and started bouncing up and down on his lap, trying to concentrate on the movie while I enjoyed every moment of soaking his cock with my juices.
This went on for about ten minutes before I started feeling scared we would get caught, so we stopped. He was very much frustrated, pulled me close to him, and growled in my ear,
“Wait until we get home.”

Lady posting here. Last week I visited this guy in NYC that I’ve known for two years and we’ve been sleeping together since November. I’m in Chicago so we only see each other every couple months but that pent up frustration makes for the best sex of my life.

I decided to exploit that idea by teasing the everloving fuck out of him. The first night we were together we had dinner reservations at 8. We were in bed for about two hours before I started getting ready and i spent that whole time edging him. Just letting my drool drip onto the edge of his cock and stroking real slow, lightly grazing my long nails over the head. The man was convulsing like he was having an exorcism.
The whimpers alone put the hugest smirk on my face. And i found myself saying the most evil things to him, things along the lines of
“Aw poor baby, doesn’t that feel so good? Don’t you wish I’d let you cum?
Too bad I’m not going to.”
And I kept looking at the clock and letting him know how much time I have left to tease him until I have to go get ready. Just counting down every five minutes, laughing at how helpless he looked.
And quarter to seven, I had the man so frustrated he started crying. Begging me to let him cum.
And I just laughed. At seven o’clock I looked at the clock and said, “Well that’s too bad that you didn’t get to cum. Maybe after dinner. That’s only five or six hours.”
And I pulled up his boxers over his aching cock and went to go take a shower Read more »