1. Poor Petra! (1)


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: fegirboh, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    crossing and re-crossing my legs in my short skirt, tantalizing all the men in eye-shot with lots of silky thigh, and then I slowly loosen a sandal and dangle it enticingly on my toes. When I get animated (which I make sure to do from time to time) the skimpy top I’m wearing struggles to contain my full firm breasts. It has these spaghetti straps which keep sliding down my shoulders, causing things to get a bit loose up there and some careless peek-a-boo with my jugs. No nipple (hey I’m not a tart!) but it comes pretty close to that sometimes. I pull the straps back up periodically, course I do, but not in a hurry. Couple of times I’m really bad and do a prolonged and leisurely arm stretch in my seat, hands behind and above my head. This means two things. Tits straining hard against thin cotton, and sexy bare belly revealed as bottom edge of top rises up. I know the effect this position will be having on the male members of the audience and I make sure to hold it for several seconds. Yep, I’m very much preening for the boys. I keep glancing around the place to check on reaction to my teasing and OMG it’s a scream. Guys are mesmerized. Tongues are hanging out. The saddo middle-aged geezer sat on his own nearby is almost salivating. Have to admit I used to love tormenting these desperate older types. Men like that are the perfect victims to tease. It drives them fucking insane when you do it. And that’s not even the best part. The best part is how you know, you just know, that ...
    the sight of you in your short clingy dress, or your crop top and sprayed on jeans, or whatever incendiary little outfit you happen to be wearing that day, will stay fresh in their fucked up heads and still be torturing them for a long long time afterwards. Like I say, I have Petra facing the wall, but she’s craned around a few times as we’ve been chatting and she’s aware that lots of men are lusting on me. Knows I’ve been encouraging it too. She couldn’t fail to. God, I bet she’s so wishing she were me right now. The poor girl is feeling very insecure and jealous I can tell. She’s also sitting there with an empty glass having rather gulped her wine. I still have quite a bit of mine left when she finishes. I sense her willing me to get a move on so that we can maybe call it a night. I don’t though. When I realize Petra is desperate for me to speed up I deliberately do the opposite. I start taking ages between sips and the sips are so tiny that the level in my glass barely moves each time. I really make it last. Petra is looking more and miserable. I pretend not to notice her growing discomfort but the truth is I’m enjoying it immensely. There’s a pair of cute young guys drinking at the bar who are ogling me big time. Because they are so cute I’ve been awarding them some welcoming eye contact from time to time and I turn up the dial on that now. I start really playing the flirty glances with these boys. Thing is, I want to stoke them up. An idea is forming and I want these two ...
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