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Teacher's Pet

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: satori Posted on: 28 Jan 2006 1 comments
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He smiled at me as we shook hands that first time. I could feel the blush rushing to the top of my head. " I really am out riding the envelope this time" I thought. A twinge of guilt crossing my mind with all the hot memories of our chats online. The man knew my secrets, would I be able to look him in the eye. I had never touched myself openly, this had me in the grips of shy vulnerability. Breathlessly I anticipated his request of my "self love." He had promised to teach after all.We shared a simple lunch and small talk of our families, the weather, anything but what we were there to agree on. Finally he made the way clear for our next meeting, walked me to my car, unable to resist that sweet little grazing along the top of my nipples. He pretended to be getting a piece of lint in assistance to my appearance. I trembled, so sure with one slight touch that I would meet him whenever and wherever he decided."Logistics are the ever present issue to such play" he informed me. The play Gods must have heard, we met very soon. He was proud of his toys, many he had designed himself. We sat in the park very close to the beach as he showed me them one by one. He described, let me touch and then questioned my interest in each. I suggested we take a walk on the beach to cool down, I was concerned the people playing ball were starting to be curious of our presence.He wanted me to see how it felt to wear a collar around my neck, suddenly it felt like the dress up games I played as a child. Dared to do so, I allowed him to slip this leather necklace around my throat. Instantly I felt naughty and full of myself, my pussy lips throbbed and mischief filled my face. He could see the lust, I blushed again. We walked down the ramp, sat on the rails. A lonely stretch of beach, fishermen casting into a stiff breeze only the Atlantic can muster. His touch mesmerized me as the fisherman came up the ramp that day, he was only touching my feet but wow was it erotic for me, his fingertips tenderly tickling the arches, pulling on my calves. The touch shaking me very deeply. I had to snatch my feet away as I felt the sky start to spin, getting a bit intoxicated on this.We laughed like children when we saw the reactions to the collar, our little game not so secret and loving the tease of what they may be thinking. He had a story for each one, this banter anchored us intimately.As I drove him back to his car, he teased me senseless, slow and deliberate. I promised to keep my eyes open with the cumming, and somehow I did. He slipped my pink panties to his nose as he played on his frenulum. He eyes flashing such pleasure, so comfortable and relaxed stroking himself. He was a wonder to me, I had never seen a man so not in a hurry to cum. He was so content to simply savor, linger and display his hard cock as I worked through traffic. He was putting on a show for me, he was beautiful and strong, perfectly delicious and I had to drive. He loved teasing me, it was a very sweet first meet. ___________________[sig]Satori[/sig]