Yesterday, my friend Kay and I had a training seminar that we had to attend for our company. In the spirit of saving C02 emissions from entering the atmosphere (among other ulterior motives), I offered to meet her just off of the expressway, since she would essentially be driving past me to get to the training class and offered to drive the rest of the way.
We had gone out the night before after work, and after having a few drinks and party favors, we went out to the parking lot as the bar closed down. As we walked to the parking lot, I put my hand around her waist, pushed her up against the car, and began to kiss her rather forcibly. Since I hadn’t seen her in over a week, I was fiending like a drug addict going cold-turkey for her buxom body; I wanted her badly. I started to grab onto her breasts, but made sure to be gentle with her sensitive nipples, despite the fact that all I wanted to do was bite her pierced glands; I resisted as best I could. We continued to kiss, and she started to bite my neck and chest, and she even drew a few drops of blood (which I didn’t find out until I took my shirt completely off when I got home).
Kay began to rub my cock through my pants, and whispered into my ear “You can’t masturbate tonight when you get home, or I’m going to edge you tomorrow and not let you finish. If you behave, I’ll let you finish in any hole that you want.”
I was torn; the combination of alcohol, lack of food all day, and the other stimulants, along with her always pleasant aroma and the make out session made me want to get home as quickly as possible and finish what she started. But, like a good submissive boy, I followed instructions, as hard as it were to do. For an hour after I got home, my penis was incredibly hard, to the point of uncontrolled spasms of sheer antici—-pation. I had waited a week for the ability to release inside of her, another 16 hours wouldn’t kill me.
At the work seminar, we were both extremely tired in the morning since we had to get up around 6:30 to get there on time. My body was a combination of jittery and tired due to the previous night’s activities, and up until the lunch break, I had little ambition to do anything. During the lunch hour, we drove off to a little park and took a walk around to get the blood flowing. Neither of us was hungry, so instead of grabbing lunch, we just enjoyed the beautiful fall-like afternoon.
On our return trip to the seminar, Kay started to rub my thigh as we drove back. The thought hadn’t even occurred to me that we would mess around on the lunch break, but as soon as her hand touched my thigh, I was rock-hard. She repositioned herself so that she could massage my engorged cock with her teeth, and continued to massage my nether region with her mouth and hands through the extremely thin-fabric of my dress pants. My heart began to race, as she varied her technique from biting and rubbing my thighs and cock from soft and slow to rough and quick. I moaned and bit my lip the entire drive back to the seminar, and when we got back, we still had about 20 minutes before we had to be back in class.
I pulled off to the parking lot adjacent to the complex, parked the car, and began to kiss her, gently biting her lip and rubbing her breasts. She pushed me away and placed her head on my lap, teasing me for nearly five minutes.
“I’m going to make you wait until after class”, she gently whispered as she continued to massage my completely erect penis. “You’re going to have to think about this the rest of class, and I’m not going to let you cum until I’m ready for you to.”
My eyes rolled into the back of my head, I breathed in deeply as my entire body began to tremble. I wanted to cum, but I also knew that waiting would be even more fun. She continued to rub on cock, telling me she wasn’t going to let me take my penis out, but the fact I was extremely hard turned her on to the point she needed my cock in her mouth.
With 15 minutes left before we had to go into the class, she unzipped my pants to unleash my tool for her. “Oh my, you’re so hard!” she exclaimed right before beginning to lick my pre-cum off of my meatus. She began to tease my shaft and head, flicking her tongue ring around the entirety of my rigid member. I grabbed my phone and began to record the mistress working her magic. I was in total ecstasy as she worked me over, teasing every inch of my cock, and I wanted nothing more than to fuck her, but we only had a few minutes before we had to go back to class.
She zipped me up and gave me a coy smirk, her face flushed red from the work she had done. “I’m so fucking wet right now”, she said as she adjusted her shirt and hair, “and now you’ll have to think about this all of class”: I did. I remained hard for at least another hour after getting back to class; the thought of finally getting to unleash my built-up love juice only exacerbated the situation. My watch popped up its hourly breathing reminder, and I certainly needed it to calm my agitated state of arousal.
After class, I raced to the car, taking off all unnecessary articles of clothing in anticipation of finally getting to cum. She got into the car, and we were on our way home.
As we approached the expressway, she started to kiss my neck and ears again, gently blowing into my ears to increase my arousal rate without touching me with her hands. Within seconds, I was back to being just as hard as before. I glanced the smirk on her lips as she began to tease me once more.
Once more, she varied her edging techniques from full blow-job to gentle hand stimulation throughout the entirety of our car ride. She would go full-speed throat bobbing, then pull her mouth away from my cock and sit up perfectly prim-and-proper in her seat, smiling the entire time in knowing how badly I wanted to explode but not letting me get close enough to do so.
Pre-cum was pouring from the tip of my cock, and she would lick each drop up with glee. “You’re not going to have any pre-cum left” she said, smiling from ear-to-ear. She kept teasing me, and I wiggled in delight the entire time as her tongue gently caressed my tip. At one point, I thought for sure as much as she was working my meatus, I thought at one point the ball on her tongue ring entered it; it was one of the greatest edging sessions I’d had in my life.
As we exited from one highway to the next, Kay softly whispered “When we get to where we’re going, I want to see how long you’re going to let me do this to you”. While I was enjoying to constant state of orgasm I was in, I wanted, nay, needed to cum. “I’ve decided where I want you to cum since you’re so fucking hard right now” she commanded. I thought that I got to decide, but she knew in the back of her mind my hole of choice, despite the fact that after so much teasing, I would have a cum shot that would make Peter North blush built up inside of me and I love spraying my man juice as far as I can. I hadn’t been inside her pussy in weeks; she knew I couldn’t resist.
As I began to drive on the new highway, she continued to massage my head with the tips of her fingers, licking them in between strokes. “Odyssey” I attempted to murmur to myself, as I thought of where a good spot to finally let loose would be, since it was rush hour traffic.
“What did you say?” Kay asked, but I replied that I didn’t say anything, since I was really just thinking out loud.
I finally pulled the car over, we began to make out and I was finally able to unleash her lovely bosom and begin to tongue-flick her nipples. I had missed them and I wanted nothing but to devour every inch of her body. After a few minutes, she commanded me to fuck her. I was torn, after nearly an hour of being to the brink of orgasm, I knew I had very little chance of lasting long, but I really didn’t care; I needed release. I got out of the car, ran around to the passenger side, holding my pants up, since why bother putting the on when I was just going to take them off completely anyway.
As I opened the door, she had already taken her pants completely off, putting her delicious pussy on display for me. Even though it was an awkward position, I was able to dine on her inviting box. “Oh my fucking God!” she exclaimed as my tongue hit her clitoris. She was dripping wet from edging me and began to moan and wiggle as I began to lick her love box. If not for the way the car position was contorting my back, I would have loved to dine more, but I started to get a kink in my neck, so decided it was time to deliver my engorged erection into her tight, wet pussy.
“Oh fuck!” she exclaimed as I entered her. She flipped her legs back behind her head to give me better access to get as deep inside her as I possibly could with the constraints of the passenger seat of my car. She began to squeal as I thrust all the way out and all the way back into her, and after a few minutes, I couldn’t last any longer; I could feel my cock on the brink of expulsion.
I grabbed onto her, getting my cock as deeply inside of her as I could in anticipation of my orgasm, and after about 30 seconds of pre-spasm, I released 8 shots of jizz deeply into her. I wanted to stay inside of her hot, wet pussy longer, but my neck was killing me from the awkward angle and I had to reposition myself. As I pulled away, she yelled “No, stay in, I’m cumming” and I slid back in to feel her box quiver.
I quickly put my pants back on and ran around the car to the driver’s seat and slumped back to catch my breath. My entire body was spasming from finally getting to release nearly 6 hours of pent up sexual frustration. As we drove home, I really wanted to go another round once I dropped her off at her car, but decided it would be better just to head home. While I wanted to go out and grab a drink or two and try fucking again, but I had plans for people to come over to the house that I had forgotten about. In the back of my mind, I thought maybe she and I’s paths would cross again later that night, and I was right, but that, my friends, is a story for another time.