My boyfriend is a TEASE [F/M] | 2016

I've decided to break my Reddit silence in order to post this. Here goes nothing. Apologies in advance for the spelling/grammatical errors. I'm a little...worked up.

For context: my boyfriend, Joseph, is the only person to have ever made me cum. Before him, I did not get the "hype" around sex (LOL). No one really did it for me, never paid much attention to my bodily cues and I didn't have the maturity/courage to correct them. Needless to say, once that magical moment happened with Joseph, I could not get enough ever since. I felt like I was missing out on a lot of years of good sex and as a result, my sex drive became a lot higher than his. I was always down for any sort of sexual intimacy. Joseph is a tad bit reserved, so when I crave any amount of risque coitus (as my new found sexuality usually does), he shys away from it. Not yesterday.

We were planning on going to dinner and a movie with a group of friends, and he was being particularly handsy before we left. My door was wide open, my brother in the next room, occasionally popping in to make some conversation. I kept putting my hand on the crotch of his jeans, rubbing his cock. Fully expecting him to shoo me off, I was delighted to find he didn't protest. Putting a light blanket over him, I kept my eyes on the hallway to make sure my brother didn't want to pop in again. I started to unbotton Joseph's jeans and lay my head next to his waist, pulling out his member. Only half-erect, I decided to fix that by swirling my tongue around his head before attempting to stuff all of him inside of my mouth.

I always insist on him letting me practice blowing him, because he's particularly gifted in the length and especially girth department. My mouth is TINY, so it's a challenge to deepthroat him. Today, I was feeling brave, so I said my prayers and went for it. Not different from any other time, I gagged, eyes moistening. I looked at him, cock still filling up my mouth, to notice a satisfied smirk on his face. So he likes it when I gag - a little kinky, atleast for him, and a major turn on for me. I gave his balls a little attention, sucking both of them separately, then taking both of them in my mouth (to the best of my ability) and running my tongue all around them. Then, I wet his cock with my saliva - really going crazy with my tongue all over his length - and began to pump him, using my spit as lubrication, my lips still wrapped around his head, tasting hints of his precum. I would have continued, if it wasn't for the fact I heard the creaks of my brother's footsteps down the hall of our aged house. I sat up quickly, put the blanket back around his body, then we both continued to talk to to my brother. The thought of Joseph still being rock hard underneath that blanket was driving me wild, but we couldn't continue. It was time to meet up our friends.

We ate dinner with the group and headed to the theater. We chose one of the last rows and I was on the end.The previews started and my boyfriend rested his hand on my inner thigh. It had only been an hour or two since giving him oral in my room, so I was still a touch worked up. I wanted him to make a move but Joseph would never do anything like that in public, especially when our friends were inches away from us. We had been joking sexually all day, so I texted him "hey, wanna fuck?" He turned to me after reading that, laughing, and told me to send him a sexy picture, joking as well. I obliged - taking it too literally. I sent him a photo I had snapped only days before of me in the shower, my body positioned to show off my tits and ass. Just how I know he likes it.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard." That text came as a shock. I stared at it, words losing me for a moment, the wetness growing inbetween my legs. I sent back the best reply I could muster: "I wish you could now", stealing a glance from him, and the movie started. A couple minutes in, he reached down to get his drink, sliding his hand nonchantly to the crotch of my jeans, rubbing his fingers up and down my underwear (I was wearing a dress) before sitting back, refusing to acknowledge my confused glare. It felt so good and so naughty, I bucked into his hand. It was dark in the theater, I have no clue if our friends could just simply look over to see what he was doing, but it was such a thrill. I didn't care if they saw, I was so turned on, begging for him to do more. He crossed his arms, starting to play with my breast. He alternated between running his thumb against my newly hardened nipple and grabbing it in his hand, kneading and gently pulling. It was a bitch trying to stay quiet.

I was in heaven. My breathing quickened and he put his hand between my legs again, firmly placing his thumb on where my clit was and using his index finger and middle finger to stroke me. He didn't go under my panties but stayed ontop, which added to my insanity. My panties were soaked. I was so excited, this was so new and fresh, and before I knew it I was ready to cum. I faced him the same time he faced me, giving him a desperate look. I whispered, "I'm so close" and he stopped.

He fucking stopped.

I could feel my pussy absolutely aching for his touch. He would start up again, bring me close, and stop. It was sweet torture. My clit was throbbing, I would have loved nothing more than to ride him right then and there, let him pound me into bliss. But I had to sit there and squirm.

The movie was done and we all agreed to meet back at a friend's for some board games. Since Joseph and I drove separately, I decided to get him back with a little road head. His flaccid cock soon grew to its full seven and a half inches in my mouth, stretching it out, making it ache in the best way possible. I snuck glances at him while I was down there, his mouth slightly parted, occasionally gritting his teeth. God, he is so sexy when I'm blowing him. Eventually, his right hand leaves the wheel and travels down my pants, past my ass, to my pussy. Already soaking, he had no trouble pushing two fingers inside of me. I moan while I'm enveloped around his dick. It feels so good, I want more, I want to cum. He massages my inside with a "come hither" motion and I try my damnedest to give him the wettest, sloppiest blowjob I can afford with the little room I have.

We get off the highway and have to stop - too many cops in town - and arrive at our friend's house. We play a little Cards Against Humanity and he get the card "road head", which wins him the round he plays it. We both grin wide at eachother. Before we know it, it's six AM before we all decide to disperse. We both have to work in a couple of hours but are horny as all get out.

Agreeing to continue after a nap and our jobs, here I am. He gets off work later tonight and is coming over. Excited is too little of a word for it. I've never built up so much anticipation, never been teased to the brink where I have been teased. Just recalling this is making me wet, but I'm refusing to make myself cum. That's Joseph's job. And I'm going to ride his face as well as his cock, and make him make me cum. Hard. And I can't fucking wait.