Glove Me Harder

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“What are you up to?”, a soft query although your eyes say you know damn well the answer is ‘no good’.

“Me? I’m just being extra cuddly with the my super cute boyfriend.” I bat my eyes and try to appear innocent.

Your hands shift to my ass, planted there for ‘support’ and that knowing smirk pulls at the left side of your mouth, driving me crazy. “I’m not sure you have ever been innocent a day in your life.”

Pouting, I lean into you as if to admonish you… “Likely true.” My voice is filled with mirth and I tuck a little of my hair behind my ear. “All these people here. And we’re going to be here just long enough…”

You bite, you always do, “Long enough for what?”

“For me to tell you what I’m going to do to you later in excrutiating detail and all you can do… is listen. My very captive audience.”

Your hands squeeze my ass slightly in warning, “There’s a guy like right behind us.”

“I’ll be quiet. If he hears, though… well… he hears and thinks you a very, very lucky man.” Our eyes battled briefly, but my lack of inhibitions is a terrible influence on you. “Don’t you want to know?” I ask in that voice… the teasing voice.

“Yes,” you half groan out and I needle you just slightly more.

“Ask me to tell you what naughty terrible wonderful things I’m going to do to my hot harlot.”

“Tell me. Please?”

I weave the spell around us, drawn in on transportation filled with people but the world is just these two touching bodies trapped in their own bubble filling with potent lust. “I’m going to wear a pretty stocking outfit for you. Slide into a nice teddy and thigh highs maybe. I’m going to rub on you and tease you until I’m soaking wet.” I gently nuzzle my nose against yours. The pause deliberate, I wait.

Your hands flex on my rear, “That sounds delightful… tell me more?” I nuzzle your nose again and lift my eyebrow. “Please…?”

“I’m going to slide my fingers along my slit, collecting those delicious sinful juices and then hold them just out of reach. I’ll make you ask to suck my fingers. Ask to clean them and taste me. Then I’m going to make you strip while I sit and watch, occasionally playing with my pussy until I decide I’m done looking at my enchanting property and feel like telling you to kneel down.”

Dimly in the periphery we near a stop and people shift around us, exiting and entering as we get a little closer to our destination. “When I kneel for you, love? What then?”

I play with your hair softly, caressing and rearranging as I meet your gaze. “I’m going to order you to grind on my calves and then kneel with you and make you grind and hump my stocking covered thighs until you are begging for me to touch your cock… to jerk you off.” There’s a cough from a nearby seat and your lips are parted below me, so tempting…

“I’d absolutely beg for you…” soft and assured, you murmur to me.

“I’ll tell you to lay back on your bed and use your hands to spread your thighs open for me. To keep your hands there. I’d look at you… dripping and so sexy and slutty and needy. Vulnerable and open to be used. I’ll ask if you want my touch…”

“Of course, I’d beg you for it.”

By now our lips are inches away and we aren’t talking directly into each other’s ears. The next stop comes and goes and we are almost there. “I’m going to step between your thighs and suck on my finger while running the nails of my other hand along your thighs, watching you shiver for me and hump the air a little, desperately wanting contact. Then I’m going to wrap my fingers around your cock and slowly start to jerk that thickness before looking you in the eyes and moving my slicked up digit down to your exposed asshole and playing with it.”