memories
Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 6:11 amBack when I was in college, I lived off campus. One night I went out drinking with one of my neighbors, a married guy that I knew from school. His wife did not live with him-- she was in their home state. We got very drunk and very flirty. We walked home from the bar and he came back to my apartment to hang out. I was extremely horny, but didn't want to sleep with him because he was married. I knew he was into me and I felt like teasing him. I started stroking my breasts over my shirt while he was sitting next to me on the sofa. I was getting more and more turned on, and took my shirt off. I continued to play with my breasts, getting wetter and wetter by the second. I eventually took my bra off. He kept trying to touch me, but I kept moving his hands away. I instructed him that he could just sit there and watch me. I then started to stroke myself over my jeans. This went on for as long as I could take it until I had to take my jeans off. I layed down in front of him on the floor in just my undies and continued to play with myself. I told him to sit back and watch me, but that he wasn't allowed to touch me or himself. I just wanted him to watch and enjoy. I then took my undies off and continued to stroke and finger myself and play with my breasts until I had the must amazingly intense orgasm. I got up, stood right in front of him so he could just see and smell me, put on a robe, and sent him back to his apartment. What an amazing memory.
