Touring Under PressureChapter 11 No One Appreciates My Paranoia
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I first saw him at the mall. It was the day before Christmas, Christmas Eve. He was The best Christmas present that fate could ever have come up with. Then I saw the girl he was with. Amidst the choice words that I was mentally calling fate and the girl rose one thought. "Well' I thought, 'maybe she's his sister."
I said "Look, I really don't want you to spend money on me. You know what would make a better Christmas present?"
"What could possibly be better than sexy lingerie? It'll be my pleasure to buy you some." he spoke with a grin on his face, a grin so cute I found myself wishing to kiss those lips each time I saw it.
I leant in and whispered in his ear 'Fuck me. Now.'
"Right now?' he looked at me. 'But it's not Christmas yet."
"Well, make it a Christmas Eve present then."
"Can I give you the sexy lingerie for Christmas then?"
"You never give up, do you? No, I'm sure I'll think of something else." I winked.
He kissed me.
I was heading down on the elevator, hoping to introduce myself to the best piece of ass I'd ever seen. I had kept an eye on him and who I hoped was his sister. She was talking to him. Then she whispered in his ear. And then he kissed her. So, probably not a sister then. Most likely a girlfriend. Oh, how I wished it was me and not that hussy who he belonged to. He was so cute. So sexy. Just looking at him had made me wet. I couldn't think of anything except how good his immense cock(it was so big I could see the bulge in his pants from a couple stories up) would feel inside my pussy and pleasuring my ass. I hated the whore he was with. I wanted my tongue in his mouth, on his cock and in his ass. What right had she to take away from me my sexy man?! I decided that I would have him one way or another.
When he came up for air, I suggested "Maybe we should head to the toilets. We'll have some privacy to take something, if you know what I mean.
"That's a very good idea."
We started walking towards the toilets.
"There aren't any cameras in the toilets, right?" He seemed pretty nervous when he spoke.
"Why? Are you worried someone will see you naked in the women's loo? Or, are you worried that someone will see you in me?"
"We're going to the women's loo?!"
"Yes. Now answer the question."
"Bit of both I guess."
"Don't you worry. I'm gonna make sure both happen."
"Huh?! Are you serious?"
"Hey look, that store sells ski masks! You better go get one, 'cause I'm serious."
"I'll be right back." Unsurprisingly, he did what I'd suggested. You see, I've done this kind of thing before to him. I'll tell you about that later. Anyway, he had a second bulge in his pants, this one in his pockets when he came out of the store I'd pointed him to.
"Let's go already, you coward. I'm fucking horny and so are you." I patted his crotch as he walked up to me.
"Can't argue with that. I AM horny."
I was walking fast, trying to catch up to them, when I saw the whore point towards a store and say something. That beautiful piece of ass turned and walked in. I slowed down. A couple minutes later, he walked out again. The bulge in the front of his pants was a tent now. The slut patted his crotch. I was now almost close enough to hear what they were saying. They now started walking again, and pretty fast too. I bet the whore was in a real hurry to get into his pants. I hoped that, if they were gonna fuck, they'd not go home to do it. It was a ridiculous wish, because no self-respecting, sane person does it in public, but that's what I hoped would happen.
He had his ski mask on as we walked down the empty corridor. The toilets were close now, and I couldn't wait to get there.
"Couldn't we walk a little bit faster?"
"Listen girl, I've got no intention of walking faster. I'm absolutely terrified when I think about what you promised to 'make sure of'."
"Well, we're here. What now?"
"Did you really just ask me that? Seriously?"
"I'm just joking." He kissed me again.
He carried me into the men's bathroom. I was sure that he was the only guy in a hundred mile radius who had the guts to, and I liked the fact that he hadn't pissed his pants, like most boys would have.
"Hey! We're going in the women's, d'ye hear?" I said, breaking the kiss in mock anger.
"Too late, we're already in the men's. No one uses these toilets anyway, so it's not as if it makes a difference."
If you're surprised that a boy would dare to do this to a girl, don't be, because my boyfriend is one of the most independent and masculine guys I know. Scratch that, he is The most masculine guy I know. That accounts for a sizable chunk of why he has survived so much longer than my other boyfriends and girlfriends in the past.
"True, that."
I started undressing him roughly. Tore a couple of buttons off, just for effect. Unsurprisingly, it didn't take too long that way. He stood naked before me, but I was still fully dressed. He sat down on the toilet seat, his huge dick straight up in the air, hoping I'd suck his dick. He still looked a bit surprised when I did so readily and with so much skill and enthusiasm.
You see, I'm not one of those girls who expects guys to lick her pussy but is disgusted at the thought of having a dick in her mouth. I rather like the feeling of having a nice, big cock to suck, lick and kiss. Also-this might shock you but I don't care-I occasionally let the guy take grasp my head and fuck my throat with no restraint and most girls would never allow that. They would see it as an insult to their very masculinity, 'cause girls control the sex, and everyone knows that. I really like being dominated sometimes though, and haven't yet met a person who could satisfy that side of me fully.
He was close to orgasm.
"Look at me!"
I'd have to stop soon, 'cause I wanted him to last. I was sucking his dick, making slurping noises, looking up directly into his eyes(which is something I feel very, very hot doing) when I heard something. I stopped sucking his dick and tried to figure out what it was that I'd heard. Then I heard a door creak. I figured it was no big deal, but then I heard the door open completely. I was pretty sure the person outside wouldn't hear us if I was careful, so I now turned my attention to the tip of his penis. His dick was throbbing and I loved the rhythmic contractions and expansions. I really wanted to let him take control and fuck my face with as much roughness as he could muster, which wouldn't be much, but would be way more than most guys could. But that would make too much noise, and the person outside would hear us. So, I kissed the tip of his penis instead. -->
I said "Look, I really don't want you to spend money on me. You know what would make a better Christmas present?"
"What could possibly be better than sexy lingerie? It'll be my pleasure to buy you some." he spoke with a grin on his face, a grin so cute I found myself wishing to kiss those lips each time I saw it.
I leant in and whispered in his ear 'Fuck me. Now.'
"Right now?' he looked at me. 'But it's not Christmas yet."
"Well, make it a Christmas Eve present then."
"Can I give you the sexy lingerie for Christmas then?"
"You never give up, do you? No, I'm sure I'll think of something else." I winked.
He kissed me.
I was heading down on the elevator, hoping to introduce myself to the best piece of ass I'd ever seen. I had kept an eye on him and who I hoped was his sister. She was talking to him. Then she whispered in his ear. And then he kissed her. So, probably not a sister then. Most likely a girlfriend. Oh, how I wished it was me and not that hussy who he belonged to. He was so cute. So sexy. Just looking at him had made me wet. I couldn't think of anything except how good his immense cock(it was so big I could see the bulge in his pants from a couple stories up) would feel inside my pussy and pleasuring my ass. I hated the whore he was with. I wanted my tongue in his mouth, on his cock and in his ass. What right had she to take away from me my sexy man?! I decided that I would have him one way or another.
When he came up for air, I suggested "Maybe we should head to the toilets. We'll have some privacy to take something, if you know what I mean.
"That's a very good idea."
We started walking towards the toilets.
"There aren't any cameras in the toilets, right?" He seemed pretty nervous when he spoke.
"Why? Are you worried someone will see you naked in the women's loo? Or, are you worried that someone will see you in me?"
"We're going to the women's loo?!"
"Yes. Now answer the question."
"Bit of both I guess."
"Don't you worry. I'm gonna make sure both happen."
"Huh?! Are you serious?"
"Hey look, that store sells ski masks! You better go get one, 'cause I'm serious."
"I'll be right back." Unsurprisingly, he did what I'd suggested. You see, I've done this kind of thing before to him. I'll tell you about that later. Anyway, he had a second bulge in his pants, this one in his pockets when he came out of the store I'd pointed him to.
"Let's go already, you coward. I'm fucking horny and so are you." I patted his crotch as he walked up to me.
"Can't argue with that. I AM horny."
I was walking fast, trying to catch up to them, when I saw the whore point towards a store and say something. That beautiful piece of ass turned and walked in. I slowed down. A couple minutes later, he walked out again. The bulge in the front of his pants was a tent now. The slut patted his crotch. I was now almost close enough to hear what they were saying. They now started walking again, and pretty fast too. I bet the whore was in a real hurry to get into his pants. I hoped that, if they were gonna fuck, they'd not go home to do it. It was a ridiculous wish, because no self-respecting, sane person does it in public, but that's what I hoped would happen.
He had his ski mask on as we walked down the empty corridor. The toilets were close now, and I couldn't wait to get there.
"Couldn't we walk a little bit faster?"
"Listen girl, I've got no intention of walking faster. I'm absolutely terrified when I think about what you promised to 'make sure of'."
"Well, we're here. What now?"
"Did you really just ask me that? Seriously?"
"I'm just joking." He kissed me again.
He carried me into the men's bathroom. I was sure that he was the only guy in a hundred mile radius who had the guts to, and I liked the fact that he hadn't pissed his pants, like most boys would have.
"Hey! We're going in the women's, d'ye hear?" I said, breaking the kiss in mock anger.
"Too late, we're already in the men's. No one uses these toilets anyway, so it's not as if it makes a difference."
If you're surprised that a boy would dare to do this to a girl, don't be, because my boyfriend is one of the most independent and masculine guys I know. Scratch that, he is The most masculine guy I know. That accounts for a sizable chunk of why he has survived so much longer than my other boyfriends and girlfriends in the past.
"True, that."
I started undressing him roughly. Tore a couple of buttons off, just for effect. Unsurprisingly, it didn't take too long that way. He stood naked before me, but I was still fully dressed. He sat down on the toilet seat, his huge dick straight up in the air, hoping I'd suck his dick. He still looked a bit surprised when I did so readily and with so much skill and enthusiasm.
You see, I'm not one of those girls who expects guys to lick her pussy but is disgusted at the thought of having a dick in her mouth. I rather like the feeling of having a nice, big cock to suck, lick and kiss. Also-this might shock you but I don't care-I occasionally let the guy take grasp my head and fuck my throat with no restraint and most girls would never allow that. They would see it as an insult to their very masculinity, 'cause girls control the sex, and everyone knows that. I really like being dominated sometimes though, and haven't yet met a person who could satisfy that side of me fully.
He was close to orgasm.
"Look at me!"
I'd have to stop soon, 'cause I wanted him to last. I was sucking his dick, making slurping noises, looking up directly into his eyes(which is something I feel very, very hot doing) when I heard something. I stopped sucking his dick and tried to figure out what it was that I'd heard. Then I heard a door creak. I figured it was no big deal, but then I heard the door open completely. I was pretty sure the person outside wouldn't hear us if I was careful, so I now turned my attention to the tip of his penis. His dick was throbbing and I loved the rhythmic contractions and expansions. I really wanted to let him take control and fuck my face with as much roughness as he could muster, which wouldn't be much, but would be way more than most guys could. But that would make too much noise, and the person outside would hear us. So, I kissed the tip of his penis instead. -->
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