THE TEASE
by Robace252
She sat across from me. What a vision, I thought. How lucky was I to be in the gaze and heart of this woman?
As our eyes met they said everything each other needed to know, but all we waited for was the time. As everyone else enjoyed the party there was a bit of a hurried fervor about me. I watched as the clock ticked down the minutes waiting for everyone to go home. Even as I was speaking with others, my eyes were fixed on her and I noticed she was doing the same. Every once in a while, she would lift her heels up out of purple flats just to show me the soles of her freshly pedicured feet then flash a smile my way.
While sitting on the couch surrounded by others she would slide her feet in and out offering me glances then just as quickly taking them away again followed by that same smile. At one point in her conversations with others I heard her exclaim "WOW. barefoot in the grass, that might tickle me too much." She knew I was in earshot and followed it with a series of giggles. Again a small reminder of that sweet voice ringing a tone for which to me was like a chorus of angels. This cat and mouse game replayed itself many times that evening. In mixed company I was left alone with my thoughts. My pulse racing, my desires rising. And oddly enough every time she teased, it only made me want her to tease me more.
As the night dwindled down to just a few of us relaxing on a couple of couches, she finally made her move closer to me. Knowing that I would not make my move until we were alone she was again in full mindset to see just how far she could push me and to see if there was a point that I would break. She removed her shoes and tucked them behind her to the side closest to me. There she would use her toes to inch closer to me, then I would feel a tug. As I looked down for a second I could her toes grasping at the pockets of my jeans. She acted so discreetly, like it was nothing more than a nervous habit she has always had, akin to twirling her hair.
Knowing she had me at a disadvantage she decided it was time to stretch out. As she moved herself into a more relaxing position she politely asked if she could put her feet in my lap, to which I replied, "of course." Doing my best not to stutter or stammer. Still a few friends were hanging out and wanted to watch the end of a movie that was on, and begrudgingly I agreed. While I might have wanted to finally end this masquerade, the honest truth is that the teasing had become more than a game, more than flirting, it was a part of the entire evening now. My mind raced as she put her feet in my lap, I was left wondering what more this goddess could do to me. My question was answered as soon as she asked for a blanket.
Beads of sweat were now forming on my forehead as it felt like someone had cranked up the heater in the room. I felt flush, and it felt good. As she lay the blanket over I could feel her feet rubbing against my inner thigh, and her toes nestling in between my legs. Then in the same tone and mannerism she might ask someone to open the window she asked "Are you sure its OK Robert, I'm not hurting you am I?" What could I say? I merely shook my head no and whispered it was okay. To use any other tone might have led on to those around me the torment this vision of beauty was putting me through.
The minutes felt like hours for me as she ever so slightly rubbed her feet against my shaft, nudging it one way then another. Already swollen from the hours of previous teasing I was stuck in a position of her mercy. Usually in these games I was the one in control, but she was in the position of power now. I dare not get up for the room to see my predicament, yet I did not want to leave anyway. But the teasing was becoming too much to handle. Then I felt a pop. She had used her toes to undo the button on my pants and was sliding the fly down. I felt both panic and excitement. As she worked her feet down to me again the playful motion she carried along. All while having the most pleasant conversation with the three friends that remained.
Just talking about the weather or whatever, but every few minutes giving me a little tug then turning to give me a wink. At this point I would have made any deal with any deity for my friends to go home. I was at the point of no return and worst of all? She knew it. Then to increase my torment she raised her arms fully above her head exposing under her arms. She lay there for a few moments and after the movie was over made no attempt to rush our guests out. She made some more small talk just to keep me in suspense. Then casually she told everyone she would walk them out and stick around to help me clean up. I thanked her and remained seated.
I couldn't move if I wanted to.
As I heard the door shut then the lock click my body was ready and as she came around the corner, so was she. Her clothes already off and holding a red feather in her hand.
"Was I naughty tonight?" She cooed.
"Indeed." I replied.
She glided over to the couch as I removed my shoes. Then she sat on the ground before me and pleaded in such a cute way, "I was just teasing, please go easy on me, I didn't mean any harm."
"I'll think about it", I said as she slid off my pants and boxers.
She hopped on the couch again placed her feet in my lap, handed me the feather and again repeated, "Was I naughty tonight? I don't think I was."
"Yes you were" I said as I began to use the feather to trace the sole of her foot. She giggled, quietly protesting that she was not. I ran the feather between her toes which elicited frantic giggles and less protesting. With one hand now I used the feather and my other hand to trail downwards, my fingers skating effortlessly along her smooth sole. She tried to pull away, the ticklish sensations becoming too much for her to sit and take.
I put aside her feet and went for her ribs and underarms. Using my fingers, I used her as my own personal piano striking the notes I wanted to hear again and again and again. Our play had become too much for the couch so we just rolled onto the floor. There she was on her stomach and I sat on the small of her back and pulled her feet back to me. She again stated "I wasn't that naughty! I was good!", to which I replied, "I promise I'll be good too." and just then used my arms to hold her ankles and began to lick and nibble her feet. Instantly she was in hysterics. Not able to manage words, only a few syllables here and there between the laughs. When my tongue explored her toes she was reduced to pleading her innocence with only laughter. Nothing but laughter. As my fingers danced on the tops of feet while I nibbled every inch of the sides of her feet, she managed one word finally. "Now". I stopped for a moment and asked, "What was that?" She replied again through her heavy breathing, "Now. I want to satisfy you now. I was naughty."
I picked her up and carried her to my room, while getting a little tickle or two along her ribs. I put her on my bed then I lied down as she got on top. As she drew me into her I knew I couldn't give up this easy. And I knew she didn't want me to either. As she began to ride me I sat up and wrapped my arms around her. Then I began to tickle her again. She was now giggling in my ear while motioning faster on top of me. "Please, I was naughty, I need more." She fell back and I got on top her. Using my hand to hold her wrists above her head I burrowed my face into her armpits. Using my goatee to tickle, and my tongue to play. Her laughter became mixed with moans of ecstasy as I made my way down to her breasts.
Licking each one lightly I could hear her climaxing. "More! More!" she pleaded. " I was so naughty!" I pulled back and led her on top of me again. Now while she was on top doing everything in her power finish me off she tucked her feet under her, which was the prime position for me to get at them. While she moved I began to tickle furiously at the soles of her feet. Already helpless from all the sensations she was experiencing this one put her over the top. I tickled the sole, along the sides and then pulled her closer and begun to suck on her neck and ears. It was too much for her as she climaxed again, and then a third time.
Finally all of the sounds of her giggling, laughing, begging, pleading and moaning had gotten to me. I prepared for a final assault. I rolled her over and began to thrust as hard as I could, while sliding my fingers down into her inner thighs. I held myself up, just using my tip to enter her while my fingers cascades down her inner thighs like a waterfall. Then as I felt myself closer and closer I put myself all the way into her and again went under her arms with my fingers, and on her neck with my lips. Light kisses, blowing, licking, nibbling all along her neck. She was paralyzed by the feeling. All she could manage was a high pitched laugh and whispers to my ear of "I'm yours." Then as I finally climaxed we both let loose a series of breathless gasps that said everything.
As I pulled away I could see in her eyes that she had meant what she said. She looked at me in a way no one ever has before. I sat next to her and grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat from her body.
"I like being naughty." She smiled.
"And I love you too." I replied.
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Comments and suggestions welcomed here or in a PM.
Rob
by Robace252
She sat across from me. What a vision, I thought. How lucky was I to be in the gaze and heart of this woman?
As our eyes met they said everything each other needed to know, but all we waited for was the time. As everyone else enjoyed the party there was a bit of a hurried fervor about me. I watched as the clock ticked down the minutes waiting for everyone to go home. Even as I was speaking with others, my eyes were fixed on her and I noticed she was doing the same. Every once in a while, she would lift her heels up out of purple flats just to show me the soles of her freshly pedicured feet then flash a smile my way.
While sitting on the couch surrounded by others she would slide her feet in and out offering me glances then just as quickly taking them away again followed by that same smile. At one point in her conversations with others I heard her exclaim "WOW. barefoot in the grass, that might tickle me too much." She knew I was in earshot and followed it with a series of giggles. Again a small reminder of that sweet voice ringing a tone for which to me was like a chorus of angels. This cat and mouse game replayed itself many times that evening. In mixed company I was left alone with my thoughts. My pulse racing, my desires rising. And oddly enough every time she teased, it only made me want her to tease me more.
As the night dwindled down to just a few of us relaxing on a couple of couches, she finally made her move closer to me. Knowing that I would not make my move until we were alone she was again in full mindset to see just how far she could push me and to see if there was a point that I would break. She removed her shoes and tucked them behind her to the side closest to me. There she would use her toes to inch closer to me, then I would feel a tug. As I looked down for a second I could her toes grasping at the pockets of my jeans. She acted so discreetly, like it was nothing more than a nervous habit she has always had, akin to twirling her hair.
Knowing she had me at a disadvantage she decided it was time to stretch out. As she moved herself into a more relaxing position she politely asked if she could put her feet in my lap, to which I replied, "of course." Doing my best not to stutter or stammer. Still a few friends were hanging out and wanted to watch the end of a movie that was on, and begrudgingly I agreed. While I might have wanted to finally end this masquerade, the honest truth is that the teasing had become more than a game, more than flirting, it was a part of the entire evening now. My mind raced as she put her feet in my lap, I was left wondering what more this goddess could do to me. My question was answered as soon as she asked for a blanket.
Beads of sweat were now forming on my forehead as it felt like someone had cranked up the heater in the room. I felt flush, and it felt good. As she lay the blanket over I could feel her feet rubbing against my inner thigh, and her toes nestling in between my legs. Then in the same tone and mannerism she might ask someone to open the window she asked "Are you sure its OK Robert, I'm not hurting you am I?" What could I say? I merely shook my head no and whispered it was okay. To use any other tone might have led on to those around me the torment this vision of beauty was putting me through.
The minutes felt like hours for me as she ever so slightly rubbed her feet against my shaft, nudging it one way then another. Already swollen from the hours of previous teasing I was stuck in a position of her mercy. Usually in these games I was the one in control, but she was in the position of power now. I dare not get up for the room to see my predicament, yet I did not want to leave anyway. But the teasing was becoming too much to handle. Then I felt a pop. She had used her toes to undo the button on my pants and was sliding the fly down. I felt both panic and excitement. As she worked her feet down to me again the playful motion she carried along. All while having the most pleasant conversation with the three friends that remained.
Just talking about the weather or whatever, but every few minutes giving me a little tug then turning to give me a wink. At this point I would have made any deal with any deity for my friends to go home. I was at the point of no return and worst of all? She knew it. Then to increase my torment she raised her arms fully above her head exposing under her arms. She lay there for a few moments and after the movie was over made no attempt to rush our guests out. She made some more small talk just to keep me in suspense. Then casually she told everyone she would walk them out and stick around to help me clean up. I thanked her and remained seated.
I couldn't move if I wanted to.
As I heard the door shut then the lock click my body was ready and as she came around the corner, so was she. Her clothes already off and holding a red feather in her hand.
"Was I naughty tonight?" She cooed.
"Indeed." I replied.
She glided over to the couch as I removed my shoes. Then she sat on the ground before me and pleaded in such a cute way, "I was just teasing, please go easy on me, I didn't mean any harm."
"I'll think about it", I said as she slid off my pants and boxers.
She hopped on the couch again placed her feet in my lap, handed me the feather and again repeated, "Was I naughty tonight? I don't think I was."
"Yes you were" I said as I began to use the feather to trace the sole of her foot. She giggled, quietly protesting that she was not. I ran the feather between her toes which elicited frantic giggles and less protesting. With one hand now I used the feather and my other hand to trail downwards, my fingers skating effortlessly along her smooth sole. She tried to pull away, the ticklish sensations becoming too much for her to sit and take.
I put aside her feet and went for her ribs and underarms. Using my fingers, I used her as my own personal piano striking the notes I wanted to hear again and again and again. Our play had become too much for the couch so we just rolled onto the floor. There she was on her stomach and I sat on the small of her back and pulled her feet back to me. She again stated "I wasn't that naughty! I was good!", to which I replied, "I promise I'll be good too." and just then used my arms to hold her ankles and began to lick and nibble her feet. Instantly she was in hysterics. Not able to manage words, only a few syllables here and there between the laughs. When my tongue explored her toes she was reduced to pleading her innocence with only laughter. Nothing but laughter. As my fingers danced on the tops of feet while I nibbled every inch of the sides of her feet, she managed one word finally. "Now". I stopped for a moment and asked, "What was that?" She replied again through her heavy breathing, "Now. I want to satisfy you now. I was naughty."
I picked her up and carried her to my room, while getting a little tickle or two along her ribs. I put her on my bed then I lied down as she got on top. As she drew me into her I knew I couldn't give up this easy. And I knew she didn't want me to either. As she began to ride me I sat up and wrapped my arms around her. Then I began to tickle her again. She was now giggling in my ear while motioning faster on top of me. "Please, I was naughty, I need more." She fell back and I got on top her. Using my hand to hold her wrists above her head I burrowed my face into her armpits. Using my goatee to tickle, and my tongue to play. Her laughter became mixed with moans of ecstasy as I made my way down to her breasts.
Licking each one lightly I could hear her climaxing. "More! More!" she pleaded. " I was so naughty!" I pulled back and led her on top of me again. Now while she was on top doing everything in her power finish me off she tucked her feet under her, which was the prime position for me to get at them. While she moved I began to tickle furiously at the soles of her feet. Already helpless from all the sensations she was experiencing this one put her over the top. I tickled the sole, along the sides and then pulled her closer and begun to suck on her neck and ears. It was too much for her as she climaxed again, and then a third time.
Finally all of the sounds of her giggling, laughing, begging, pleading and moaning had gotten to me. I prepared for a final assault. I rolled her over and began to thrust as hard as I could, while sliding my fingers down into her inner thighs. I held myself up, just using my tip to enter her while my fingers cascades down her inner thighs like a waterfall. Then as I felt myself closer and closer I put myself all the way into her and again went under her arms with my fingers, and on her neck with my lips. Light kisses, blowing, licking, nibbling all along her neck. She was paralyzed by the feeling. All she could manage was a high pitched laugh and whispers to my ear of "I'm yours." Then as I finally climaxed we both let loose a series of breathless gasps that said everything.
As I pulled away I could see in her eyes that she had meant what she said. She looked at me in a way no one ever has before. I sat next to her and grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat from her body.
"I like being naughty." She smiled.
"And I love you too." I replied.
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Comments and suggestions welcomed here or in a PM.
Rob
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I must say I totally digged and totally loved the teasing and attraction also that the characters felt for each other also-it was very skillfully and very amazingly written. A new favorite for me, a new favorite story I had to save for myself-saved it had to keep it, terrific story. Totally made my day.
Well Done!
