Anticipation: The act of looking forward: especially: pleasurable expectation. The saying usually goes; anticipation of sex is better than sex itself. The same can be said of waiting to get a taste of someone you really want to get your hands on. I woke up this morning with a guy on my mind that I am trying to get into my bed. He is in my mind constantly. He teases me and I tease him unmercifully. When I finally get him in my bed I'm afraid I might hurt him. This morning after a long session of emailing back and forth last night I had this scenario running in my brain and I couldn't let it go to waste. My prospective catch is an instructor at a local school where I am a student. This guy has been in my dreams for a while but I just recently started fucking with his head. He is responding well to my teasing. Here is how I want this plan of mine to go.
After working my self and my new beau into a frenzy after a night of teasing online, I go into the school to see him. As I round the corner to his office I see him coming down the hall in my direction. He smiles and looks about quickly to see who is in the area and then abruptly grabs me by the arm and pulls me into a small conference room, locking the door behind us. I open my mouth to say what I was thinking and he grabs me by the back of my head winding his hand in my hair and pulls my mouth to his. His tongue is probing and seeking mine with a heated passion that only waiting too long for something can produce. I hungrily suck on his tongue as he places his other hand on my ass and pulls me tight to him. I can feel his cock is already rock hard in anticipation. I smash my lips to his and attempt to suck his tongue out of his head with a little gurgle of a giggle. Not to be out done he fights back by sucking my tongue into his mouth.
I didn't plan on this turn of events but as always I am prepared for what might happen when I see him. I planned on tormenting him today as I always do with a lightweight sundress that shows my curves and is a little transparent if the light hits it right. I wore my red thong underware even though it is a light color dress just to give a hint that there is something there. I know he loves the thought of what's under those panties. He's seen enough pictures of it. It's starting to look like I might get a feel of that tongue of his today the way he is sucking on my face. His hands are under my dress now feeling up my smooth ass cheeks. Kneading them like dough and dipping his fingers under the fabric. I know he can feel the wetness spreading from my pussy lips and working its way out to my thighs. My legs are feeling weak so I am trying to lean back on the conference table. Sensing my intentions he eases me back so I can lean against the table as his hands move up under my dress to my swollen breasts. The nipples are so hard they hurt. His hands are lightly pinching my nipples making them ache. Abruptly he pulls his lips off of mine and works his way down my neck kissing and sucking down to my chest. I pull down the top of my dress to expose my tits and allow him access to my aching nipples. His mouth pounces on my tit and his tongue swirls around my burning nipple licking and sucking the heat out of it. Changing to the other nipple I feel the pain subsiding from the intense pressure there.