We were comfortably resting on my couch. It was her first time to my place and we agreed that she would come over provided no sex was involved. Up to this point, we had met for lunch, met for a dinner and went to a movie together. I had very much enjoyed her company to this point, and had discovered a few items about her that you just cannot know from internet chatting alone. First, she had very long blonde hair that framed her face in a very seductive manner, and second, that she had a tendency to look slightly downwards whenever our eyes would meet. Both traits would be important to the future of this true story.
Watching TV, I started instinctively to caress her neck and shoulders, occasionally caressing her arms and hands as well. She knew this would be happening as I was very open about my tendency to caress. She had told me that she would be fine with it and not to worry. She had also told me (through our frequent chats) that she had been on many dates and had excellent "control" over the men she dated. Her meaning was that, typically, she called the shots when with a man. This included sex, where she enjoyed being more controlling, as she put it.
While caressing her neck and shoulders, I would occasionally run my fingers thru her hair. I would start with my fingers near the back of her neck, and slowly allow my fingers to slide up to the base of her head. After softly caressing her head a moment, I softly gripped her hair ever-so-slightly and received my first "lesson" about her body and responses to what I was doing. When my hand touched her head, she would start pressing back against my hand. When I ever-so-softly gripped her hair, she let out an involuntary, barely audible moan and her breathing changed slightly.
I asked her if she was feeling comfortable with my caresses of her head and hair, and she replied that it felt nice, so I continued. Only I started getting a little more aggressive as I did. Now I would grip her hair more firmly as I caressed and found that as I applied ever-more subtle pressure with my grip, I was rewarded by ever-more noticeable reactions from her each time I did. Now I turned my attention to other areas of her body to see what else I could learn about her reactions.
I started touching her arm again with very light touches of my fingernails. As they trailed along the inside of her arm, barely touching her elbow at the crook of her arm, I heard her breath take a sudden jump so I lingered there for a few moments. This was a woman that thoroughly enjoyed being teased I surmised. For all her statements about naturally being a controlling woman, I was starting to learn that he had natural submissive tendencies that even she was not aware of. This was a VERY interesting game to me, so I continued my exploration in more provocative ways.
First, I gently lifted her hand and started kissing it lightly. I made sure to barely touch the back of her hand with my tongue as I did. I wanted her to feel my tongue, but in a subtle way at first. I continued kissing her wrist and then her arm. She just looked at me as I did this, her arm in a slightly awkward position of being held straight out by me at this point. This exposed her inner elbow to my mouth, and I took advantage of this by very, very softly nibbling on the inside of her arm. I made sure to gently lick the crease along her elbow as well, taking my time as I did. Again I was rewarded with a reaction. This time, she had to shift her body around more and more. She was actually starting to wiggle her bottom around.
Knowing that I was making her squirm and that I was reading her every movement properly was enough to make me hard. We had agreed that no sex would be involved that night, and I used this to great advantage in light of the discovery that she could barely conceal her sexual excitement when being teased like this. At this point, she rested her head on my chest while I slowly stroked her hair along the side of her face. I started caressing her face softly with my thumb, each stroke bringing my thumb closer and closer to her mouth until I started barely touching her lower lip. I caressed her lower lip softly, making sure that I also caressed the place where her lips meet. At first, I could feel her chest heave slightly as she inhaled deeply, and then came the first of her attempts to kiss my thumb. The kisses were very innocent at first, gradually becoming more urgent as she would occasionally touch my thumb with her tongue. I waited until she started trying to suck my thumb to remove my thumb from her lips. She let out an audible moan of disappointment at that, until I reached up and gripped her hair slightly, pulling her face up for me to give her the first kiss of the evening.