My First Story
Here is my first real shot at Erotica...I love reading it, so I'll see if I can give it a shot.
I sat in the computer lab, a public place, reading the stories and tales of others naughty escipades and fantasies. He is only a few rows over when our eyes make contact. Our eyes were locked for what seemed like an eternity. I got wet just looking at him. I rose to go "refresh myself" in the ladies room. He followed. He did speak a word. He just pulled my hand and led my into the hallway.
With one thrust, I was against the wall, pinned buy his massaive arms. He was about 10 inches taller than me (I'm 5 feet even). I had to look up to look at him, which made me look submissve. I don't like that, But he did. So I decided to play for him.
"Why? Why are you always doing that" he said quietly, but angrily.
"Doing what?" I asked innocently
"Tormenting me." He said against my lips just before he kissed me. He pulled back. He lead me to his car. We kissed once we got in. He hand crept up his leg as he drove. His fingers found my clit with out ever having been there. They moved in circles, slowly at first. I let a soft moan. His fingers went faster. I could see the bulge growing in is pants. Two off his fingers found there way inside me. I gasped.
He just said, "that's what you get for teasing. You always wear short skirts and a thong, always low cut tops, always in heels and always in lacey bras. You know I'm going to look. I'm going to want you." His fingers didn't cease their activity. "Well, sweety...its my turn. You're mine tonight." His fingers worked inside me faster and faster. I began to tremble, feeling my orgasm near....I came just as we pulled up to his house.
"Oh don't get comfortable." He said. "I'm not finshed with you yet...."
I sat in the computer lab, a public place, reading the stories and tales of others naughty escipades and fantasies. He is only a few rows over when our eyes make contact. Our eyes were locked for what seemed like an eternity. I got wet just looking at him. I rose to go "refresh myself" in the ladies room. He followed. He did speak a word. He just pulled my hand and led my into the hallway.
With one thrust, I was against the wall, pinned buy his massaive arms. He was about 10 inches taller than me (I'm 5 feet even). I had to look up to look at him, which made me look submissve. I don't like that, But he did. So I decided to play for him.
"Why? Why are you always doing that" he said quietly, but angrily.
"Doing what?" I asked innocently
"Tormenting me." He said against my lips just before he kissed me. He pulled back. He lead me to his car. We kissed once we got in. He hand crept up his leg as he drove. His fingers found my clit with out ever having been there. They moved in circles, slowly at first. I let a soft moan. His fingers went faster. I could see the bulge growing in is pants. Two off his fingers found there way inside me. I gasped.
He just said, "that's what you get for teasing. You always wear short skirts and a thong, always low cut tops, always in heels and always in lacey bras. You know I'm going to look. I'm going to want you." His fingers didn't cease their activity. "Well, sweety...its my turn. You're mine tonight." His fingers worked inside me faster and faster. I began to tremble, feeling my orgasm near....I came just as we pulled up to his house.
"Oh don't get comfortable." He said. "I'm not finshed with you yet...."