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An erotic story of dinner, where the build-up to the main dish is exquisite and excruciating. I put on a light camisole and stare at my reflection in the mirror. I want him to like what he sees when he gets through the door. I rim my lips with nude lipstick and apply some light shimmer to my eyelids. What was I thinking when I told him to come over to mine for a second date?

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This is what I was saying about events affecting your sexuality. She is getting close now. Another symbiosis. She gets close again. I life draw and once a week go to a life drawing session in Kew. One week the model — a beautiful girl called Laura — was painted with latex in footballers clothes.

She told me a story once, about when she was which probably explains something about the things that turn her on now. The uniform was a black skirt, white blouse, shoes with no heels.

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Just hold it still, while she teetered on the edge. I can feel her body desperate to cum. I do my jeans back up and kiss her. I slow down a little but keep a good pace. She has told me this story several times. I repeat the same trick. I lift my fingers away. Within a second my jeans are open and I slide into her.

The appetizer – an erotic story of teasing

Then we got back to slow. Her hand moves a little faster. She stops. At that time, she worked in BHS, the department store. I dress as she dresses. Five seconds. She was lying in bed rubbing herself and working her way up to a nice orgasm under the duvet, fortunately and just as she starts to cum, the door bursts open and she has to stop in midstroke, frozen, as her father strides into the room, informing her that her aunt and uncle are rowed up in the living room with her four cousins and she has to come and say hello to them.

A plan formulates in my mind. Two things about Judy. As she breathes out, I start moving slowly again.

She raises her hips slowly. She has pajamas on, fortunately, and her father asks her to come down as she is. I fastened the pace a little and felt her breathing change slightly, her legs fall out and her hips push up slightly.

She slips on a pair of black shoes and drops her mobile into her bag and puts it over her shoulder. We both like slow sex, not fast and furious. She finds it very difficult to cum in public, and she finds it very hard to cum standing or with her legs together. She sits with her aunt and uncle and their family all through a late breakfast, feeling completely unfinished and finally is allowed back upstairs to dress and cum. Suddenly she takes a sharp breath and her chest rises.

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I am still moving my finger on her clit. I want to chose when you cum. Her breathing is ragged. But she has done both.

Her eyes are bright and incredibly excited. I guess some kids just find out what feels good and keep doing it. At the same time.

She figures she was about eight at the time. Then she pulls on a blouse and slides her skirt on, zipping it up at the side and turning it through ninety degrees so that the zip is at the back. Her chest is moving deeply. She still soaking.

We both like using hands as well. She slowly exhales and I move my hand back and very slowly slide it up and down on one side of her clit hood. She remembers being in her bed late one morning — she knows it was during the holidays.

I started using orgasms as bargaining chips. It started fairly simply one Saturday morning.

Tease time

Naked, just latex. Looking for denial lovers near? Not always, but when one of us is in charge, it is more often me. I like the idea of you being frustrated. My balls were starting to ache, but I quite like that. I watched Laura peel some of it off afterward and realized that it was a wonderful way to get the exact shape of someone. I realize that the arousal is going because her analytical brain has kicked in.

I can see her thinking… reconsidering. Somehow a feedback loop has been formed. She probably is. This time, it has changed into an instruction. Often together. Trying to concentrate on something normal while someone is playing with you — very nice indeed. I start moving my finger again. I keep my finger absolutely stationary.

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Things started to move out of the bedroom bit by bit and slowly she became the someone more submissive partner in our relationship. She clips on her bra looks at me for a moment. Her face turns to look at me. It was an art class I went to that made me think of it.

And in return, I get to cum? In and out quickly, one, two three times and she gives out a long moan of surprise. I had a finger either side of her clit and was slowly moving her hood up and down over her clit, very lightly. I can feel her breast against my arm.

She grips and moves slowly.

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I am turned on by her not wearing knickers. Being aroused and stimulating but having a conversation about nothing somehow makes it more arousing. Very very slowly she relaxes. She jumps out of bed and rummages around in her underwear drawer. She has masturbated for as long as she can remember. I know she is right on the brink, feeling those things you feel one second away from going too far.

Slow sex, slow teasing

I stop sliding my finger around. I slide my finger slowly down to her vulva to pick up her wetness and side back up. Sometimes ten seconds.