Lapping a Dance - II

[See part I here]

This guy has already impressed me with his self control or atleast emboldened me with the lack of courage ... I had been shaking my booty in front of him for about 5 mins now and had occassionally brushing him a few times ... my neck and shoulders against his face, legs against his legs, back against his thighs. Each of these sending shivers down me and making him breath even heavier :) But, he kept his hands with him!

Finally, I pretty much rested on his lap once and felt him throbbing against me. Boy ... he was rock hard! I felt goosebumps all over and gave him a good hard grind before coming back to the one-inch-away position. For once, I felt his hands coming up from the side, but still gropped in the air and didnt touch me. I got up, turned around and smiled staying at an arm's distance from him.

His face was all tight and he stayed silent as if to catch up his own breath.
I teased him with a "So ... how much do I get paid?"
He regained his composure and smile by now: "This is incomplete ... she did a lot more than this"
"Aha ... more than this?"
"Yup ... to start with .. she was in her birth suit!"
I laughed out loud ... but a li'l nervously: "Am fine in this suit!" ... but started wondering abt doing it :)
"Yeah ... she also rubbed me here with her feet" he pointed in between the legs, which were spread wide apart, and wearing a naughty smile!

I put on my flirty smile and took the dare - without wasting any time. Raising my right leg, accompanied with some swaying, I firmly rubbed him right there with my feet! His eyes were half closed and smile gave way to an expression of 'Nirvana'. My feet crushed his manhood and felt its entire length before sliding down, rubbing him with the length of my calf! His hands went up again and he hungrily gazed at my legs as if to hold them but stopped midway. Ahhh ... why is he so scared to make a move?

I stepped away and crashed on the couch to his side. He was still looking at me with a lot of lust in is eyes. "I was thinking u'll give me a real lap dance!"
"Didnt I give u just one?"
"U started one ... but didnt finish it!"
"Ohhh ... what more am I supposed to do?"
"A lot more ... to start with u shud be in ur birthday suit"
"Whats with u and birthday suit" ... I pretended to be annoyed.
"Its not me ... I was telling u abt a 'real' lap dance".

I was imagining how it will be like doing a 'real' lap dance, when he reminded me of an occassion where he saw me topless. So, I shudnt mind stripping a li'l bit more :) He was trying hard to sound normal, but was obviously tensed up. I smiled playfully and asked "So, u'll pay me if I flash my boobs?" His face turned all red with this question and he managed to node.

[Ahh ... this is turning out to be too explicit ... am stopping here right now]

Red is the Color of Relief...

A red tinge cud be such a relief ... especially after abt two months of not seeing it!

It started with a 'how long can u hold it' dare. Even when he tried to push me away, I kept teasing and grinding with a devilish grin! He was stiff for a second and I stopped ... but it was too late by then.

Two weeks delay, a test going negative, another two week's spent waiting and then the symptoms ... now the red tinge ... its such a relief!

How Now, Brown Cow?

For a while we looked perfectly in sync. Physically, sexually, emotionally, alcoholically ... Hell who cares ...

By day we ran around like rabbits into the sand and grass. At night we were one of the most admired couple, and in bed we were dynamite ... There was one problem and it only grew ... He fell in love with me. And I did not want to be in love. The more he began to need me the farther I would pull away. The early unalloyed pleasure that we had taken in each others company became compromised by frustrations, jealousy. We would fight split up, heatedly reunite. I would refuse to see him for weeks at a time.

So love became anger, became hate, became pain, became love again.His passion towards me was burning white hot. mine for him, was not as strong as that.It gave me pleasure when he fought for her love every day- every hour.He was not used to being without the upper hand.I was unpredictable, responsive to only my emotions, the feelings of now ... Where would it take us?? Only till bed ...

Roller Coaster Ride!

"Did u?"
":)"
"Hmmm ... :)"
"More than once ..."
"Wow! How many?"
"Lost count!!!"
"How was it?"
":)"
"Tell ... I want to know"
"U'll never know ..."
"Hmmm ... but try telling ... I always wonder how is it like"
"Its like ... a roller coaster ride ... sometimes loosing control and wanting to hold on to something"
"Hmmm ... shows from ur claw marks ... cut ur nails next time though" ...

Bus was still speeding along the plains ... all lights off except for the occassional street lights, only when we neared a village. I looked around ... everybody looked like fast asleep, some even snoring.

A little while later, his hands started searching again and broke all the defences. Now, we were going down the ghat road ... I was beginning to feel weight less ... once again to zero gravity ... and my claws cletched his arms ... another roller coaster ride!

Lapping a Dance...

Warning: This is a memoir and may run very long and into a few chapters! Also, if u r under-18 u shud stop right here :)

How do u respond to a "U know what ... u look cuter than all those strippers!" comment? On a cursory glance it looks like a compliment, but being compared to strippers ... nah!I gave him a snooty glare and twittered the edge of my nose to signal disapproval.
'R' is just back from SFO and had his share of adventures there. At my house to deliver the usual chocolates, I troubled him with questions and he ended up telling it all ... strip club, lap dance and a cute stripper!

I picked up another can of tropicana grape from the fridge and offered him. I was actually a li'l curious and wanted to hear the details. Sitting next to him in the couch, I pleaded for more. He explained about the "no touch" rule, though the girls can come quite close and occassionaly touch. I was sitting pretty close to him by now and he looked very excited explaining about the lap dance. He asked me to turn around and told that the girl came close, gyrating with music and even rubbing against his body a few times. Taking the cue, I teasingly moved my hips a little bit and facing no advances from him, took a few steps back to get dangerously close to him and teased him further.

Okay ... lemme give u a li'l background here: The guy is just a friend of mine (infact, I cud call him an ex boy friend's friend) and in some un-usual circumstances he had seen me topless (Guess, I shud write about this too later) ... then a li'l flirting in email/chats ... thats about it.
When he came, I was roaming around @ home in a skimpy dress, a denim shorts and an almost backless red top. He had been an admirer of legs as I've known him and his eyes lit up. As Being the nice Indian girl I am, I didnt want to deny him any pleasures :)

So, here I was wearing a skimpy dress, bare shoulders, bare back, facing away from him just inches away and swaying my hips! A little surprisingly for me, he played along the lap dance scenario and made no advances. I decided to step up and using the arm rest of the couch for support, moved a little closer. This time, I could hear him breathing loudly and it fell right on to my neck. Nevertheless, he still didnt make any move. I kept swaying my hips in what resembles a dance, but my knees were failing me by now. I've started expecting him to move forward, which he didnt do!

I waited a few agonizing seconds, before moving a li'l more closer again and then moved back to the original position. Then once more and back ... I could feel his breath becoming heavier and his face moving closer to me but still he didnt touch. It was getting a li'l too much for me and I decided to step up further. Next time I went a little too close, touching his face with my neck and sending a shiver down my spine. It took me a second to come back to my normal position again, swaying my body inches away from him. I stayed there only for a while before rhythmically moving back to touch him again. By now I was sure that he will not make any moves unless I give him a 'go-ahead'.

.... (To be Continued) ...

17 minutes!!! - from last years diary

I have had sex before, many times, but those were mostly awkward, silent fumblings in the night that left me more alone than ever...
but this...
every where his gaze landed, I felt signed....
the hot moist kiss on the curve of my throat,,,,
strong sure hands that moved along my thighs to my ankle...
the evidence of his desire...
the painful ache between my legs....
it had never been like this...
this was like.....something inside me broke free and floated away.....

Honey!

"Hey ... whats up?"
"Am gud ... how r u?"
"Were u out of town? Tried calling a few times ..."
"Hmmm ... cell was out of charge!"
"Okies ... had dinner?"
"Yup ... U?"
"Yeah ... what did U have?"
":) ... Fruit bowl with honey! :)"
"Ha ha ... honey having honey! ... I luv honey too :)"
":)"
"U have more stock?"
"Hmm ... I guess so"
"Cool ... when do I get it?"
"Hmm ... U know am a busy person .. lemme check my calendar"
"U dont seem to be busy now ... or r u?"
":)"
"So ... where do I pick up my honey?"
"U know where ... dont U?"
"Ok ... be right there :)"
"Ok :)"
The green dot turned grey ... and I closed the lappie too ... half an hour atleast for me to pack the honey :)

PS: Toast with honey is gud for breakfast and I luv it!

On our last night ...

Watching him glued to the TV, I felt lazy to get out of the bed ... IPL has just started and I didnt think he'll get out any time soon. It was getting late for me though ... to pick up my stuff and leave.

He gave me a few glances in between almost asking "R u not going?" and seeing that I am not picking up the clue, he even looked at the watch once ... Aahh ... I gotta get up now ...

So there ... I got up ... looked around for my cloths lying around and picked them up from all over the place. This may be the last time am doing this and tomorrow my place will be taken over by her!

A little later I was ready with my hand bag and gave him a last smile. He pointed to the hair band lying at the table. Yup ... I shud not leave any traces behind... I picked up the hair band and had a final look around to make sure that there are no more traces ... and turned to him again!

"When is she coming?"
"10"
"Its already 8" ... I looked at my watch ... "I better leave!"
"Shud I drop u?"
"Dont make false promises" ... I smiled "I will say yes"
His face turned white and he came forward to hold my hands ... Sorry ... dont offer anything that u cannot keep up ... I didnt want another awkward moment and turned around to leave ... Looking behind may slow me down and so I didnt ... it was better to keep moving ... The last few days were fun ... but its all over now ...