Anticipation

I'm sleeping on my stomach, like usual, when you wake me up with a little smack on my ass. I turn around sleepily, mumbling something or another about it not being time to wake up yet. I had slept naked last night, and you think I look pretty cute. Your hands start wandering, and then next thing I know, you have your tongue on my clit. You're sucking and licking, and I am of course enjoying this attention quite a bit. Then, all of a sudden, you're gone from between my legs. Getting up, you head toward your bathroom, and next thing I know, you're in the shower.

"Hey! That's not fair!" I groan.
"Of course it is, honey. I just wanted to give you a little taste of what's going to come later...."

Throughout my entire morning, all I could think about was your tongue on my clit. I thought about how nice it would be to have your fingers in me, and how sexy you were in bed with me naked. Mmmm, I couldn't wait.

We meet up for lunch in a coffee shop. As we're sitting together on a couch, you put your hand on my thigh, pretty close to where I wanted you to touch me when we were in bed. You turn to my ear, kissing my neck on the way. "I can't wait to have you in bed, my dear. I've been hard all morning thinking about the naughty things I'm going to do to you. I can't decide whether I'm going to slip my fingers in and out of you gently, or pound you hard. I want to hear you scream in ecstasy in my bed tonight." I shiver. A poor girl can't even have a moment to cool down, it seems!

Later, you send me a text. "All I can think about is you, topless, lying underneath me." All of a sudden, my nipples get hard. I blame it on the cold weather.

We finally get to your apartment that night. I'm practically dripping. You've kept me wet all day with the anticipation. We kiss, long and hard. You step back, and slowly start to unbutton your shirt. I come over and help, kneeling down to undo your belt buckle and pants. I pull out your cock, it's size amazing me as always, it being hard and ready for me. I play with you in my mouth a bit before you pull me up. We take my clothes off and land in bed.

"Mmmm, honey." I manage to say while you're focusing all your attentions on my pert pink nipples. "God, you're so good, so amazing, oh yes, keep doing that." I'm practically melting under your tongue. Your hand drifts down my stomach, finally stopping and resting on my mound. I want you to keep moving that hand downward, and I wiggle my hips a little, trying to tell you that.

You understand what I'm wordlessly trying to say. "Not yet, dearest. You're not ready for it yet." More playing with my tits, and I don't think I can handle anymore. "Oh! Please!" I whimper. "Please, what?" You taunt gently. "What do you want, my dear?" I moan, knowing full well that you know what I want, and you like making me say it as much as I hate saying it.

"Well, since you aren't telling me, looks like we'll just do what I want right now. Turn over!" You command. "Oh, why?" I whine. "Because I want to spank you, that's why!" I turn over. You quickly focus on the task at hand, which right now is making my bottom red.

"You've been a naughty little girl, haven't you? Thinking of all those dirty little fantasies. Writing them up for me to read! You even admitted that you were horny all last weekend! My, you're quite the little slut, aren't you? My little slut. You need to be punished."

You pause, taking the opportunity to slip your hands down between my legs. My pussy is soaking, waiting for you to slip one finger, two fingers inside it. You do, making me gasp, wanting more. You slide your fingers in and out a little, pushing a bit, knowing that this little bit will just make me want it more. You stop, abruptly.

"Oh! Don't stop!" I say. Your hand moves up to my clit. Rubbing around it in circles, you ask again what I want. This time, I'm more than willing to tell you. "I want you, I want your fingers inside me."

"Hm?" You ask, thoughtfully, calmly. "My fingers?" All of a sudden, two of your fingers are inside me and you're moving them in and out quickly, doing exactly what I like, getting me so close. "Oh my god! I'm almost there." I whisper.

You take out your fingers, smacking my ass again, hard. I moan. "Not yet, naughty girl. Bad girls like you deserve to be teased and punished before they get their reward. It would help if you asked politely."

"Oh please, I'll be good, I promise, oh please put your fingers inside me, I want them so bad, oh please." I don't think I can wait any longer. You go back and forth, smacking my ass and teasing my clit some more, for good measure. You finally decide I can reach the end that I want.

"I want you to suck my cock, little slut." I eagerly pull myself close to your crotch, pulling your cock into my mouth as you rub my clit with your index finger. I swirl my tongue around, making you sigh with pleasure. I lift my head up, switching to my hand to put you over the edge. You slip your fingers into me again: one, two, three when I say I need more. Back and forth, in and out, faster and faster, in perfect sync with each other. Soon, I'm gasping and screaming with pleasure, and then you're telling me to suck up your cum as you reach your peak as well.

We lie back, both exhausted, finally ready to go to bed.