panty teasea recent galler reminded me of a brilliant time I once had with a ‘mates’ girlfriend, some many, many years agoAs with a lot of things it started all innocently. this bloke and his girl joined our club. he was an ok sort of bloke, but seemed to be making a big effort to impress us with his tales of shagging his girl, hard, deep and macho like. He even reckoned he took her virgin arse.None of us beloved him, but liked his stories never the less as his misses certainly wasn’t bad looking and had a bit of a figure about her.As time went on his stories lessened and they formed good friendships with some in our club.Because of his stories when ever we were on a bit of a bender, or away for the weekend some of us other blokes wondered if what he said was true, and what his misses would be like between the sheets, as you do.After a year of so i’d split up with my misses and was foot loose and fancy free. The stories might have lessened in frequency, but not in graphic detail and to a man who wasn’t getting any they certainly got my old boy to stand up. I started to flirt with his misses and to my surprise she reciprocated – a lot!It started to get out of hand as flirting went on to verbal foreplay (almost). I tried to get her to say stop and she never, so I got more and more outrageous with my suggestions. To my surprise she never seemed shocked, or upset, when I said in the most graphic detail what I’d like to do to her. And like I said she egged me on with comments like, “oh yeah, and then what”, or, “done that, you want to come in my nickers you’ll have to come up with something better than that”!Then, on a weekend away, we all were in a local pub, having a great time, and I copped off with some local lass. She was more than up for it and I was ‘it’ for that weekend. To my utter surprise (lets call her Tina), got all stroppy and packed a right sad over me getting off with someone else. I say surprise as her bloke was there with us that weekend and Tina made not short comment, to me, about how I’d been leading her up the garden path. I said to her that I was more than happy to go upper garden path, but the gate was always closed! She replied with, “well perhaps you better push the gate open then”! But as the saying goes a bird in the hand is better than….and I was on a definite promise with this local lass, so I went off hand we had some fun. But all the time I was wondering if Tina meant it. Had I blown my chance?On the mini bus home it was obvious Tina wasn’t in izmir escort the best of moods as she bit everyone’s head off. So when I was in the club the following week I said to her that I was going to do some gardening next week and that the gate had better not be locked. “tough” came the reply, “So I’ll be breaking in then shall I”, I said. “ha” came the answer. Well it wasn’t a no.I went straight from talking to Tina to her bloke and casually asked what shifts was he working next week, as I had some pats to drop off at his. “afternoons, all fucking week”, he said. Brilliant.Tina worked in the little chef and I knew she had the morning shift so that meant I had all afternoon to call around and do some gardening.So on the Wednesday I called. I timed it just right. Tina had only just got in from work. She was still dressed in her little chef uniform. Remember them? Little red skirt and top.I rang the bell and heard Tina say, “fucking hell, what now” as she came to the door. “i’ve come to do your garden”, I said as I stepped in no sooner that she opens the door.“like fuck” she said, but it was too late I was in and we were staring at each other.I thought, in for a penny, in for a pound. I’d already told her I could make her cum just by playing with her from outside her clothes, when we were flirting ages ago, so she wasn’t too surprised when I said, “Tina, I am going to make you weak at the knees and I’m not going to fuck you, I’m going to make you beg me before I fuck you, you are going to demand me to take you, nothing less will do”.You’re a cocky cunt aren’t you”! she said, “your new girlfriend teach you some new tricks is it” (making a pointed reference to last week).“No, not at all” I replied, “in fact I left her wanting more as I was thinking about what I was, am going to do to you”!“Out my way”, Tina said, “I need to go change” and she tried to push past me. So it was now or never. I stood in her way, head her by her arms, whispered in her ear, “I’m going to make you wet yourself with excitement before you leave this kitchen, now over the table good girl” and turned her around and pushed her downwards to the table top.“Oi, what you doing,”? she demanded to know“I’m going to do what I said Tina, I’m going to make you so wet your kickers will be dripping and you’ll be begging for a fuck. Now bend over like a good girl and….”“Oh no you don’t” she shouted back and she started to rise back up straight.“you’ll not be a prick tease anymore and don’t worry, ‘cos I won’t escort izmir fuck you, I’ll have no need, you’ll be weak at the knees, now back down and prepare”Tina slackened her stance and I was able to easily push her back down. “You promise not to fuck me, now” she asked. “I promise” I said, “But you will be begging me to”“Ha, you cocky cunt” she said.As i had her bent over the table I raised her little red skirt to reveal her bright yellow knickers covered by her black tights. I parted her legs and ran a hand up and down her thigh. She laughed out. “what you going to do? Tickle me to death”! and she laughed.I continued and she wriggled, “It tickles” she said, “look if all you are going to do is muck about I’ve got better things to do”“wait”, I said, “it takes time, now just relax”I moved my hand around to the front of her legs. They were taught as she froze up and I felt the line of her knickers. Then I camel back round to her back and placed a finger in the waist band of her tights. I made a small gap and worked my way around from back to front and to the back again.Tina stayed bent over and murmured as I did this. Then I inserted another finger and slowly rolled the top downwards. As I got to her bum I slowed as I rolled the black fabric over her pert bottom.“well take them off then”, Tina demanded. “No” I said, you just keep your legs splayed and lets see how long you can do that when I start the magic.“Ha, magic” she said, “listen to you”.Now all that kept me from her pussy was the nylon fabric of her knickers. the bright yellow fabric.Now I traced the outline of the edges and as I got lower and lower towards her opening, I could hear Tina’s breath change. But never did I push a finger under the fabric, always from above.Small strands of hair protruded from beneath the elastic ends of her nickers, she certainly wasn’t trimmed. I could smell her scent now, Tina was becoming wet. So now I moved my finger to her front and pulling myself to a position behind her, making sure she couldn’t move, I started to run my finger up and down her pussy. Now she was wet. I could feel the hot stickiness of her moisting the fabric of her knickers. I could feel her out lips engorged and swelling.So I placed my other hand between us and pushed a finger in, gathering up some fabric as I did so and now pulled hard, pulling it away from her bottom and cutting into her soft, hairy pussy. This made the fabric tight and now my fingering movement was over stretched nylon. As I worked izmir escort bayan hard to follow her grove I could feel her clit hood. It had swollen to quite a size.Then Tina took me by surprise. “”give me your cock! Let me up, let me at your cock”. “Nope” I said, and I continued my fingering over the tight nylon.Tina moaned and complained in equal amounts so I dropped my trousers and let her reach around and touch my cock. No need to say it was rampant hard. She fumbled at it and then took a grip just under the head and squeezed. Now I had a gauge at who much she was enjoying this as the more she moaned the more she squeezed.now I moved my finger under her nickers and ran it along her slit. It was wet, it was dripping wet. She moaned loudly as I just placed a finger tip inside her. Her was burning and her pussy offered no resistance to my finger.I collected a small amount of her sickness and ran it to her clit. It was like switching a light on. Now she was starting to shake. I thought she was about to cum, and that was all too quick for my liking.“Don’t stop” she said as she squeezed me even harder. but I didn’t want it to end just yet so I did stop. Now I placed my fingers on either side of her clit hood on the outside of her kickers and alternated the movement from side to side, rocking her clit inside it’s fleshy cage.“Oh fucking hell” Tina said and she tried to wank me but to no avail as she was staking now. Her nickers were now completely wet and I could feel her swelling under my fingers. I tugged on the wet fabric, tugging it upwards, exposing her clit to the wet fabric.Normally the smoothness of her nickers wouldn’t have mattered, but with her clit exposed and swollen, and the wet fabric probably feeling like hot sand the movement, all be it slight, just ripped though her.Her legs bolted ridged and she tried to stand up, then another emotion shot though her and she shook and almost buckled. If I coupled this motion with the side to side rocking on my fingers it almost tripled her reaction.“What the fuck are you doing to me”? she said in short breathy breaks.and then she tried to reach around with her other hand and take over. She could take no more. I moved her away from her flaming hand and then she begged. “Please, fuck me, please, please…make me cum for fuck sake”So I pulled harder on her nickers so it pressed hard on her clit and now rocked my fingers harder and faster.All she could say as her orgasm was released was fuck. Many times!Finally she said “stop’ with as much enthusiasm as she had just been shouting fuck.I stood back to witness a small puddle of Tina cum in the gusset of her tights.I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “next time I am fucking you”. She didn’t argue!