She wanted to tease him as long as possible. He had been a bull-headed dick and actually thought he could break things off with her because she was such a teasing bitch, but she knew he would only come back begging. Her plan worked. After 2 weeks of not hearing from him, he emailed her apologizing for being so stupid. She decided to tease him further and asked him what he would do the next time they met. He said he’d show her a good time. She asked if a “good time” involved using his mouth? “Of course”, he said, “Can I come down right now?” She said she didn’t have time. The next 2 weeks involved the same conversation. He would make her giggle with funny stories, tease her with talk of nibbling her toes, but in the end, she would end up having any excuse for not meeting him. He, of course, would pull on his cock all night long thinking about her, waking up his cat with the sounds of lotion squishing around his swollen cock. He fantasized about the time he pushed his hard rod into her ass carefully and how she pushed back against it and wiggled side to side until he spewed his cum into her ass for the first time. He also found himself fingering his own ass thinking about the way she used to do that too; a little mix of pain and a shuddering explosion of cum that shot 4 feet in the air. All the while, she was at home, going about her chores snickering to herself; knowing that he would be stuck stroking his cock for hours until his shoulder was aching and his cock stung.
After about a month of this torture, she started to feel sorry for the guy’s pecker and made arrangements to get off work early. He called her and emailed her 50 times just like the day before, but little did he know that tonight he’d actually get the real thing - rather than hyper-extending his back even further. 6:30 p.m. rolled around and finally he gave up his begging to go home and hit the Jergens bottle again. She was already flying down the freeway towards his house. Although she tried to deny it, she couldn’t help get wet and stroke her clit on the way. Her pussy was soaking wet! Her hips started to gyrate on her seat, and she began to swerve down the highway, shuddering from the twangs of mini-orgasms that were wracking her body. One guy in his pickup truck got cut off and flicked her off just as she was getting off the freeway! She didn’t care though because the pickup driver was cute and she knew where she wanted that finger.
Her skin-tight black Lycra work-out shorts were sticky and soaked with her pussy juice by the time she pulled up to his driveway. Only one light was on in the house in his bedroom, and she walked in the front door. She walked quietly to his closed bedroom door and listened. She could hear him stroking his cock, first fast, then slow down for a bit, then speed up again until it sounded like some kind of grease factory. At first she was going to burst in on him, but after listening to this for a while, knowing that he was hand-fucking himself because of her, she started to get wet again. She cupped one tit with hand, and slid her other hand down her shorts. She dug her middle finger past her thong and into her gash, imagining his tongue and mouth eating her pussy wildly. Her other hand stopped pinching her nipple, and slipped itself down the back of her shorts and across her ass. She squatted there, one finger in her pussy, and now one in her ass, finger fucking herself with her mouth open, frowning from the unbearable pleasure she was giving herself. Her cum began to drip down her leg and she let out a whimper as she came, alternating one finger into her slit, the other into her tight pink asshole. The squishing sounds from the other side of the door stopped! She froze there with her fingers in her holes, afraid to slip them out of her pants squatting down like that. After about thirty seconds of silence, she heard the pump-pump of the lotion bottle, and the squishy sounds started again. She let out a sigh of relief, and began to finger her holes some more. Her nipples hardened and she squeezed her anus around her finger, shivering as she wiggled her finger inside her wet pussy. She imagined his lubed cock at the entrance of her butt, sliding around and slightly into her tight asshole, only to shoot its creamy load all over her ass and pussy.
Having enough of this dreaming, she pulled her fingers out of her wet holes and took a minute to compose herself. Then she knocked on the door...
A loud bang from him hitting his knee on the dresser came through the door along with a curse and a muttered “Just a second! I’m in the bathroom!” She rolled her eyes and waited a good minute for him to find some pants and stuff is erect penis into them.
“Who is it?” he yelled.
“It’s me.” She yelled back.
For a moment she only heard silence. “Uh,” He stumbled. “Hey! What are you doing here?”
“I was in the neighborhood.” She lied.
Finally after another 30 seconds he opened the door. “Sorry,” he said, “the toilet won’t flush.”
“Is that why you smell like shit?” She asked.
Not knowing how to respond, he just shrugged and made a clearing in the dirty cloths for her to sit down. She grimaced as she walked past him and although she pretended to be disgusted, she found the smell of pre-come and lotion erotic. He watched her ass saunter by him and he lost his train of thought.
“Can I get you anything?” He asked.
“Other than a barf bag, no, I’m just here for a minute. I have a commitment at 9:00” She explained.
“I really missed you.” He complained.
“Did you?” She asked. “Or did you miss my body?”
“Well, both, of course!” he piped. “You’ve got a great ass!”
She stands up and quips “I’m more than a piece of ass. That’s it, I’m out of here.”
“No, wait, I’m sorry!” he begged. “I’m sorry; I’m such a jerk, you’re more than a piece of ass. I mean, I’m not just after your body. I think you’re a really sweet person. I could care less about what you look like.” He said.
“Whatever, if you don’t care, I can find someone who does.” She barked.
She began walking towards the door pouting and he reaches her before she gets there. He places his hands on her shoulders and stops her. “Wait, really, don’t go, I want you to stay.” He says with a soft and deep voice.