I love being a cock tease. I love it because when I finally am taken, it is hard, rough, and oh so explosive. I actually consider the teasing part of my foreplay.
Joel and I met at a bar where one of my favorite bands was playing. I had gone out to meet some friends and he was a high school buddy of one of my acquaintances. My best friend told me that he wanted me to mess with one of the other guys there and so I started to by sitting on his lap. Joel was sitting across from us and after a minute leaned forward towards me. "You can play with me." He said with a smile. I gave him a wicked grin back. "Okay." I said with that playful upward note in my voice saying he might regret it. I figured I might as well give him some warning.
I moved over onto Joel's lap and started playing with his ear. I ended up teasing and playing with Joel for the rest of the night. We would dance together, my back against his as we ground our hips together. He would run his hands up and down my torso and around my hips pulling me to him. Then he would gently kiss my neck. Oh if he had known that that was one of my sensitive spots. I was beginning to wonder who was teasing who as I became more aroused. My nipples would harden every time he pulled me against him and kissed me. I so wanted to turn around and kiss him, but any good cock tease knows not to. We would go back and sit at the table every so often to drink and catch our breath.
During one song, instead of going back to the dance floor, I turned around and straddled Joel's lap. I ended up giving him a lap dance as his hands roamed my body. I was tempted to kiss him several times but still didn't. I also expected him to touch my breasts and he didn't. Later on in the evening, I was standing next to him as he sat on the bar stool. He reached down and picked me up and set me on his lap. OMG, I fell in love right then. I have always been drawn to the bigger or stronger type guys because I feel they can protect me. Protect me from what, I don't know, but Wow, was I hooked. I got off though because my pussy was so wet at that point, I wasn't sure that he wouldn't feel it through our jeans.
He friended me on facebook at the end of the night through his phone and I told him I would accept as soon as I got home.
When I did get home that night, I went immediately to my computer. I accepted Joel's friend request and then perused his pages for more information about him. This guy really sparked my interest, and our chemistries matched up so well.
Over the next week, we would message each other back and forth asking questions about each other. The sexual tension in our messages got hotter each time. During our messages, I found out that he lived in an apartment complex about 5 miles from my own. We didn't exchange addresses, but just general location. I let him know where I was going out that weekend so he would come meet me.
We ended up going back to the same bar, where we had a repeat session from the week before. However, this time, I was a little more aggressive. I touched Joel more and was more physical in my desire. Anyone looking at us could see that there was some serious sexual tension and sparks flying between us. At the end of the night, I asked Joel if he wanted to come over to my apartment and watch a movie. He didn't hesitate affirming and so we went out to our cars after I told him my address. When we got to the apartment, we went upstairs and I let him in. I offered him a drink and snacks and we got them and then set ourselves up in my living room. I asked him what kind of movies he liked to watch and he asked for the titles. As I was reading the titles off, I was on my hands and knees with my ass towards Joel. I swayed it gently and kept looking back at him over my shoulder. He was grinning at me watching the sway and licked his lips. We finally decided on (movie title) and so I started it.
I went and sat back on the couch next to Joel. I leaned against him and he put his arm around me. A few minutes into the movie, I decided to be more of a tease and so I scooted down and put my head in Joel's lap. I turned and looked up at him grinning, "Hope you don't mind." I stated, not caring because I knew he wouldn't. "Not at all," he said back to me saucily. I put my hand up on his jeans right above his knee and noticed he was stroking my hair and combing his fingers through it.
Now, if there is anything in the world someone wants from me, all they have to do is massage my head or brush my hair. Good Lord, I just love it. My hairstylist get's the best tips from me because he incorporates head massage into my appointments.