Lucy loved to torment me, she functioned on a whole other level. We were in our 20s. Her cottage was just down the road from mine. We weren't really compatible for the long term. But sexually, we were. So we played together to keep each other sane. Well...insane, in my case.
Fun time with Lucy started slowly. We would finally get to french kissing, and my hands would start roaming, over the clothes, getting closer and closer to boob, or at the hips-turn-to ass border. Lots of heavy breathing, whispers, ear nibbling, etc.
Then, at the point where, it's impossible to ignore the huge boner between us. She'd pick that particular moment to pull away and change the subject. So there I am having to answer some inane question with an unmistakable boner. Using my wits to shift all brain power to not-sex.
Two months of:
"I'm too shy, stop it."
"This is going too fast"
"Andromeda's galaxy is not at the right angle at the moment."
The thing is though, she ever so slightly gave me a little more each time. It was an eternity before she actually touched my bulge, even over my jeans. She knew how to give me just enough hope to carry on. It was hypnotising.
I didn't mind the trip though. She made my head spin.
She had roommates, and guests that came and went. I never knew their schedules. When we had the place to ourselves we'd play and pet each other like puppies. Looking back, I think she knew the precise time a roommate would be back at, and started initiating sex just a few minutes before. This happened so many times. So many times I had to find non-obvious ways to hide my boner to say hello or make small talk when a roommate or guest would arrive.
She had a thing about working me up and leaving me hard. She liked it when I was lying back on her bed. She would talk about her day, sprinkle in some french kisses, ear nibbles. She'd often get me to pull down my pants and she would absently stroke my cock, while resting her head on my shoulders, talking about her day. Funny how so many times these sessions were interrupted by an 'unexpected' visitor, a phone call, you name it. She was still mostly dressed whereas I, the horny, desperate perv, had to pull up my pants and try to stuff my sausage back into my clothes.
She found other ways to torment me. One time, a couple of her girlfriends came over. Lucy and I were on the couch, and her girlfriends were in the other room, settling down to watch a movie. Lucy was very affectionate with me, nibbling my ears, whispering dirty little things she had never yet said.
"I'm so horny for cock right now".
She slowly outlined my growing cock with the palm of her hand. She then let go, sat up straight and just then, her friend walked into the room asking for the remote.
"Honey, can you help her find it?"
I had to take the long way around to hide my obscene bulge. Of course that's as far as we got that night.
Another night, the same friends come over, we're all watching a movie. Lucy and I shared a blanket, it was dark. We were nice and cosy. I was the little spoon. She had her hand right on my cock. A rare occasion, direct contact, in my pants and undies. At first she just left it there, without moving much, if at all. Maybe a squeeze and sly wink now and again.
Eventually, she slowly moved her hand. Because I was so horny it didn't take much to get it hard. If I tried to hump or move in any way at all, she would stop. Long agonising minutes before she would resume. She was training me to stay still. Here I am with my girl, watching a movie with her friends, and she has my cock in her hand. She ended up keeping me hard for most of the entire movie. No one could tell what was going on though.
As the credits rolled, without warning, she got up in one swift move, taking the blanket with her. So there I was again, with a raging hard on, scrambling, embarrassed. I managed to find a way a way to sit and hide my flagpole without looking weird. Of course, we didn't have any other contact for the rest of that night either.
When we were together, it was constant innuendos, bending over in front of me. Wearing a tight top with just panties. I don't think there was a single moment in our time together where she didn't find a way to mess with me.
Finally things escalated, a little bit anyway. We went to a small party. It was a beautiful warm summer night, patio lanterns. The music was perfect, people had fun, but not too rowdy, lots of couples. Eventually lots of slow dancing was going on around, which we did whenever we could. It was a small walk to her cottage, she invited me to stay the night. I was ecstatic. I continued the seduction by slow dancing from behind. It was again, a slow process, but she was down to her bra and panties, we were still slow dancing. Me behind her in just my boxer briefs.
We danced some more, my cock being tortured by two thin layers of fabric.
She took off her bra. It was the first time she was topless with me. I wanted to pull away and enjoy the view, but she held me real tight. I could only see her boobs from above.
I finally had the nerve to let my hand slowly edge its way down the top of her panties. A furry little landing strip guided me to her pouting labia. She didn't resist at all as I slowly parted her lips and found how wet she was.
I found her clit, and she guided my finger to show me what she liked. She wasn't shy about that. Time fucks with you, so I don't know how long it took, but with her guidance, she was coming close. Her moans said it all. Keep going, but this is going to be a long ride. Her moans slowly built up, and after an eternity of hearing her moan in my ears, she finally came. Multiple orgasms.
Her mouth was just hovering over my ears, stifling high pitched sounds that made my knees weak. I could smell her pussy standing right above it. It was intoxicating. My cock was rubbing against the back of her panties, but I was more focused on her. Even though my cock was screaming at me, her moans kept my fingers busy on her clit, and her nipples. We had to lean against the wall, I brought her to another orgasm, and another. It felt so good to give her so much pleasure.
We held each other as she slowly came back down. Then, wouldn't you know it?
"I think I left something on over there, I'll be right back."
Away she went, leaving me there, naked with a raging hard on. Of course she left me there, she got distracted by other things. She was on the phone with a friend. She winked at me and licked her lips, but went back to her phone call.
A few days later, she called me for a ride, she was at a friend's house. She was frisky on the way back. Nibbling my ears, rubbing my nipples. She even pinched one, real hard out of the blue. That got my dick hard right away. She noticed, and added the move to her teasing tool belt.
It was a quiet warm night, so we walked over to the gazebo. Without saying a word, she knelt in front of me, undid my buckle, pulled down my pants, and helped me step out of them. She then proceeded to give me the best blow job I had ever gotten, even now.
