Toys for Two - Sex Stories

Toys for Two

... the crease of her ass, and then disappeared between those beautiful cheeks. The whole sight was almost more than I could take. I longed to reach out to her. Here was my fantasy. So close, and yet I couldn't touch. What agony!!! It was also physical agony, as my now rigid cock strained for release from my shorts. Heather turned to me completing the vision. The light material covered her breasts but the round areolas were evident beneath it. Her nipples were standing proud, displaying her excitement. "Oh man! You're gorgeous Heather!" I managed to say. "Aw, thank you," she added as she looked obviously at my shorts, "and you seem to have answered my question.” I squirmed in my seat trying to relieve the pressure. "I guess so. You can't imagine how much seeing you dressed like that turns me on. I envy Grant." "Do you?" she purred as she swayed and slowly turned in front of me, allowing me, actually inviting me to see all I could. "What makes you envy Grant the most?" "All of you. Your pretty face, your tight little bum, your lovely breasts. All of you! Your sexy walk, your sexy voice. It isn't just because you are turning me on a lot right now. I've always thought so." "Mmm. Flatterer. I love it!" she giggled. "I'm not just flattering you, honest. You said yourself you caught me watching you before." "Well how do I know that isn't something you do all the time?" she purred as she stepped across the room and turned her back to me. "Maybe you look at all the women's asses" she ...

... spoke as she deliberately wiggled her bum in front of me. My cock leaped at the display and a guttural moan escaped my throat “Oh please don't. You look way way too good". Heather knew just what she was doing and was really enjoying being such a cock tease. "Oh, I'm sorry." she lied. "What looks 'too' good?" "Your ass! I love your ass. And knowing it's off limits is torture!" "Torture is it?" she teased bending over the coffee table for her drink. She took a long sip, and then looking over her shoulder at me she set down her drink and placed both hands on the table and gave her ass another wiggle. Her tight ass was within arms reach and it took more self control than I thought I could muster not to reach for it. My cock was begging for release – both from these shorts and from the cum building in my groin. She wiggled her ass a couple of more times and then rose to her full height again and turned to face me. "Well, since you are feeling tortured, If you want I can go put on some other clothes and you can go cut the grass." "Oh no, please! I love looking at you. I could look at you all night. If only you knew how many times I wished I could see you like this." "Oh? Is that right?" Heather asked, "How many times?" "Oh I couldn't count. To be honest, every time I've played for the last year it has been you I've fantasized about." "Oh? That is a beautiful thing to say. Do you know what?" "What" "Knowing I have turned you on, is a huge turn on for me." "Really? That's good. It's ...