I winked at her as I pulled my hand from her pants. I looked at the moisture and pulled it to my mouth, sliding my fingers inside one at a time to lick them clean. I could tell by her breathing that I was turning her on again and I loved it. She tasted so good and I couldn't wait to taste her directly.We held hands the rest of the movie, lightly caressing each other with our fingers. Though we did get back into the movie, our minds never fully left what we'd just done and how good it had felt.We filed out with the other theater patrons after the movie had finished. Unlike when we'd walked in, this time we were holding hands and rubbing our shoulders together as we walked."I think you're going to like what's coming next," I said."You're not going to tell me what it is, though, are you?""Nope, but you'll see what it is soon enough."I led her to my car and opened the passenger door for her. Once she was in, I walked around and hopped in behind the wheel. I drove out of the parking
I then moved my hands to her front, starting to undo the buttons of her blouse. She started to kiss me harder, letting me know that she was definitely getting turned on and was more than happy to have me undoing her top. When I undid the last button, I slid my hand up and eased the cloth from her shoulders, baring them to my view. She let me slide the blouse off her arms then wrapped them around me again, holding me tightly. I caressed her smooth skin, enjoying the warmth and softness.After a bit more, I moved my hands to her back to undo her bra, which easily popped open. I slid my hands up and forward along her shoulders, moving the fabric from her. Her breasts sagged lightly from their weight as the bra left her. I grinned and kissed her newly exposed flesh. Guiding her back to lie down on my bed, I kissed around her breasts. I kissed and nibbled her flesh, enjoying her cries and how her skin responded. She was quickly covered in goose bumps, but they weren't from cold. She was ob
She moaned, imagining everything I was saying and hoping it was going to happen very soon.I sat down on the bed next to her again."Wouldn't you like to feel me sliding into you? Would you like that," I asked."Oh, yes," she said with gusto. "I want that ... I want it now.""Be patient," I whispered. "You'll get everything ... in due time."She whimpered at having to wait, but didn't say anything else.I grabbed what I'd left by her body and held the leather in one hand and grabbed the handle in the other. Slowly, I pulled the knife from the sheath, revealing several inches of cold, hard steel. I did this fairly close to her head so she could hear it moving, but wouldn't quite know what I was doing.I slid my hand down her body, approaching her leg.Just above her knee, on the inside of her thigh, I pressed the cold steel against her flesh. She jumped a little, but not too much."I know it's cold," I said, "and that is part of the appeal. I like the look of my blade against your soft
With the blade, I pressed her thigh open, then moved the other one even further to the side. Then I slid the blade in towards her pussy, which was wide open and very wet, anxious to have me minister to it. As the blade got closer and closer, her breathing got more and more shallow. Finally, the blade was right next to her lips and she held very still.Carefully, I slid the point of the blade between her lips, sliding it up and down along the inside of first one then the other lip. I kept the blade turned with each movement so the edge wouldn't cut her, but I knew she could sense the sharp steel right on her tender skin.I leaned forward and slid my tongue along her lip as I pulled the blade away. The soft heat of my tongue contrasting mightily with the cold, hard steel of the blade and her body responded beautifully. She was already very turned on by the feeling of the steel on her and then to feel my writhing tongue twisting over her soft lips was almost more than she could bear.I r
Danny would kill me if he ever knew, ever found out ... I had watched his mom pleasure herself. Bad enough that, but that I had in turn, jerked off watching her do that, though of course no one would ever know. Certainly never my best friend Danny, though we had years ago sworn to one another as kids growing up together, we'd never lie to one another, or keep any secrets.Up until now.And it's not like I was looking for it, or expected it to happen. It just did. But once it did, once it had, I couldn't keep the image of it out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried. And worse ... going over there which I so often did, now speaking to her as I also always did ... there was that secret hidden longing deep down in my gut that wouldn't go away. Even seeing her dressed, in things I'd never thought or considered her sexy in, now were. But even more surprising, I could see her as though she didn't have a stitch on. Busily in the kitchen baking cookies, or ironing as she watched her soaps o
Almost crawling on my belly now, I made it all the way over to the sliding glass doors before even daring to look up and into the room. A small step gave me minor concealment, but I knew that once I was there, I'd be able to see into the den easily. Like I said before, I knew the layout, and had a pretty good idea where she would be sitting, watching the TV. Sure enough, she was, and what I now saw blew me away!Bev was lying on the couch facing towards the TV, though where I crouched it was sitting sideways to me, so I couldn't see it. But ... I could certainly see her well enough. And to my relief, I now realized she would have to actually look up and turn her head back in my direction if she were to inadvertently see me. A small advantage then, as any motion on her part to climb off the couch, positioned as she was, would give me plenty of warning.The thing was, she was so lost in what she was doing at the moment, I think a bomb could have gone off, and she'd never have been aware
"By the way ... I just put come cookies in the oven to bake, when you're done with the lawn, perhaps you'd like a couple, along with a glass of milk.""I'd actually prefer coffee," I told her, which I did prefer, but which I also hoped would let her know I was a bit more grown up, way past the glass of milk and cookies stage. She did smile at that, nodding her head."Yeah, me too," she replied actually winking at me.I finished the lawn up in short order, coming back inside just as she placed the fresh-baked cookies on a plate, and then on a tray, along with two steaming hot cups of coffee for each of us.To my surprise, she then led me into the den where we could sit more comfortably. "Have a seat," she stated indicating the couch, taking a chair across from me, the coffee table between us where she placed the tray down. "How do you like it?"I was looking at the couch, my thoughts elsewhere. "I'm sorry ... what?""How do you like it? Cream? Sugar? Black?"What I wanted to say, was I
This wasn't for fun ... this was payback. Her eyes told me so, as did the tone of her voice. If jerking myself off in front of her was the only way I was going to get out of this mess I'd put myself into, then I was sure as hell going to do it. I began stroking my prick. It took a moment ... lots of moments in fact, but finally it began stiffening as Bev sat back in her chair a bit more comfortably, sipping her coffee, watching me."For how long?" I eventually asked, wondering if she wanted me to go all the way with this."Until I say otherwise," she said simply. "Let me see it," she said suddenly standing up walking over."Surely you can get harder than that, you're young, virile, and you're supposed to get steely hard. Fuck, even Jeffry could get harder than you are," she said referring to Danny's dad, her ex-husband. But it was hearing her say the word "fuck" that really surprised me, and oddly enough, sent a renewed bolt of unexpected desire, and now want ... surging up my cock. I