1. The Tease (Part 2)


    Date: 11/10/2017, Categories: Voyeur, Author: Adamgunn, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    sensitive blot between my lips, irritated it with the rough edge of a tooth, she gave a lofty shriek. She let me keep her there for just a short period, but I could sense the acuteness of her passion. She grabbed my wrist, pulled me until I was lying beside her, and undressed me. She was quick about it, and before a moment had passed I was clothed only in my longing for this woman. She'd let me have one wish that evening, perhaps I could stretch it to two? "Let me make love to you," I begged. "Not yet," she withheld, "but maybe I can give you something almost as good." She bent down, and I sensed my staff being surrounded by the warmth of her lips, the wetness of her mouth. She bobbed up and down, her motions clearly giving indication to her willingness, and I allowed myself to spend against the back of her throat. She stayed with me, drawing every drop from me, made sure I was satisfied. When my spasms had stopped, when she felt the first abating, she raised, spit the secretion into a tissue, and then laid beside me, with me. We allowed our hands roam where they would, cooling and soothing each other. We kissed, deeply, as lovers do, and I asked, "Will you ever let me go all the way?" "Maybe. Someday. I hope . . . Please don't be mad at me, I'm just very, very gun shy about this for some reason. I want you to wait for me! Will you?" "I will," I promised, "as long as it takes, I'll wait." We cuddled together, naked, and with the continuing stimulation I found that my rod ...
    was resurrecting itself a half-hour later. She felt the intrusion, and asked, "Do we have enough photos?" "I've can make a contribution of what we have, I think." "Good. Then I'm going to ask you to leave. If you stay, I might do something I'd be sorry about tomorrow. You know you're a pervert, don't you?" She escorted me to the door after I'd dressed, kissed me again, keenly, and shoved me out into the cold air. When I got to the other side, her drapes were open, I could see the nakedness of my girlfriend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Months passed, joyfully. Audrey and I traveled the Bay Area, visiting the scenery and activities. We went to Great America, I photographed her in a short dress on the scrambler, the skirt flowing up as she went around and around, her privates displayed for the camera. If the teenaged attendant and other passerbys caught a glimpse, they didn't object. We snuck into a garden in a shopping mall at sunrise on a Saturday, she displayed every inch of her body for the film, her admirers on Voyeurweb applauded. She became bolder, walking the pavement of our complex naked and soaking in the hot tub in the wee hours of the morning while I snapped away; no one in the compound objected. For an erotic Halloween extravaganza in The City, she had her body painted as if she were wearing a negligee and stockings, although she was in reality nude, and with my encouragement allowed herself to be pleasantly groped by other merrymakers of both sexes, all the while I was ...