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!