Passionate Encounters, Pt 2 (m/f, tease)

[jimbean485]

At the request of a few of my close friends here on Milo, here is Part 2 of Passionate Encounters.

You can find Part 1 here

As usual, this story is not intended for minors. If you wish to repost this, please include the author's name and email: Jim Bean, [email protected]

Enjoy

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2 - The Tables Turn

"You really said that to him?" Jim asked incredulously.

"Hell yeah I did!" Lucia exclaimed as they both burst out laughing once again. They had only been at Milo's for about 20 minutes and already Jim was having a better time with this girl than he could remember having in a long time. Those deep, brown eyes enchanted him every time she looked at him, and the way her tits shook when she laughed . . . not to mention that this girl could actually hold a conversation!

They had managed to find an open booth in the back as soon as they walked in, and their cute waitress had brought out their drinks very promptly. They had started at opposite ends of the booth, facing each other and enjoying each other's company. How he had managed to hold up his end of the conversation while looking at this beautiful, sexy creature was beyond Jim. He was just glad that she seemed to be having a good time, as well.

As their laughter died down, they both made eye-contact once again. Jim felt a tingling in his chest at the blatantly hungry look in Lucia's eyes, and his cock (enjoying a brief reprieve during their pleasant conversation) sprung back to life. Geez, I don't know how much longer I can hold this girl at bay. I've got to make this a night she'll never forget, and something tells me having her blow me in the alley isn't quite going to cut it.

Maintaining eye-contact, he slowly slid his way to the back of the booth, and Lucia soon followed. Once they were hip-to-hip, Jim brought his left arm and put it around Lucia's shoulders, still staring intently and passionately into those seemingly bottomless brown eyes. He couldn't help but spare a quick glance down at her tremendous cleavage; soft, round, and very flushed for some reason. God, I just want to bury my face in there and suck and chew on those girls! He remembered himself after a moment and looked back up into Lucia's face, to see a knowing smile looking back at him. It was Jim's turn to blush as he tried to be nonchalant.

Jim was once again distinctly glad that he'd worn black slacks tonight, as his copious precum had soaked through his boxers and was leaving a growing wet spot on his left pant-leg. Just then he felt Lucia's hand under the table make contact with his left knee and slowly begin rubbing its way up his thigh. Jim tried to play it cool and stared intently into her eyes, as she exuded the most intense sexual desire he had ever felt from a woman. Suddenly her hand came to the wet spot and encountered his bulbous knob at the same time. Lucia gasped involuntarily as she squeezed the hard, spongy cockhead that filled her palm. Her eyes glazed over for a second and then sharpened into focus quizzically.

"Did you cum already?" she asked after a moment, the disappointment in her tone palpable.

Jim maintained his gaze deep into those brown eyes and chuckled to himself. Her look of disappointment was quickly turning to one of annoyance. Careful here, idiot. Just because she's turned on doesn't mean you can be an asshole. Remember yourself.

"I'm sorry to laugh, that was rude. But no, Lucia, I haven't cum. You'll have to forgive me; 'he' gets a little bit . . . leaky when he gets excited," Jim responded in a gentle tone. Lucia's eyes widened as Jim's words connected with the sensation on her hand.

Just then Jim saw the waitress coming round and turned toward her. He felt Lucia give another squeeze and lightly scratch her nails across his cockhead through his slacks as she brought her hand back. Jim was almost able to repress the shudder that spread through his body at her touch, and hoped she didn't hear the moan that escaped his lips. He then saw Lucia openly bringing her palm up to her face and lick the sticky juice that had accumulated there. Jim's jaw almost hit the table and he forced himself to look back up at the waitress.

"I'm good for now, thanks. Lucia . . . " Jim asked and looked back at her. She looked directly into his eyes as she addressed the waitress.

"I'm terribly thirsty, but I guess I'll have to settle for water for now," she said as those deep brown eyes seemed to devour him at the table. Jim and Lucia were a little preoccupied to notice their waitress, Valerie, blush deeply as she mumbled something and scurried away, incredibly embarrassed at how turned on she suddenly was.

Jim struggled to keep his cool as he thought, What in the hell have you gotten yourself into? Did you really think you could tease and control this firecracker so easily? Just keep it cool, buddy. You've got to keep her on her toes, or she's going to have you actually cumming in your pants before too long.

Jim, feeling a little hungry himself, brought his hand up and pushed Lucia's hair over her right ear. Maybe it's time for a little of her own medicine. As he leaned in to plant a gentle kiss right where her jaw met her neck, he brought his right hand under the table to rest lightly on her right knee. He heard as well as felt her indrawn breath and soft moan as his kisses on her neck grew more firm and insistent. At the same time, he slowly began to slide his right hand in between her legs. He felt a strong shudder run through her as he softly caressed her inner thigh and slowly, ever so slowly, brought his hand toward her skirt.

He could actually feel the heat coming off this girl as he began to nibble gently on her earlobe. She put her right hand on his chest and her left gripped the bicep of his right arm. Her breathing was becoming shallow and quick, and he hadn't even touched her pussy yet! Just as his hand brushed the bottom of her skirt, he stopped. He withdrew his hand a tiny bit and began to caress her left thigh. She gave a small groan of frustration and squeezed her thighs together on his hand.

Jim pulled his head back, maintaining pressure with his right hand between her thighs. He couldn't help but stare at this gorgeous beauty, her beautiful brown eyes lidded with passion, her face and chest flushed with desire. She was a total knockout, and she was hungry for his cock!

"God, you are absolutely beautiful, Lucia," Jim whispered, his face just inches from hers.

He couldn't help himself and leaned in to bring his lips to hers. As their lips met he very gently let the back of his fingers make contact with the tiny bit of fabric covering her pussy. Ohhhhhhhh, gawd, she is completely soaked! I've got to get this girl out of here! He felt her thighs squeeze together again as her breathing came in short rasps. Jim was pretty sure she was having a small orgasm, right here in the club! He kissed her harder as she rode out the little waves of pleasure, gently stroking the back of his hand up and down the front of her soaked panties as she squeezed his bicep.

Their passionate kiss continued, and Jim felt Lucia drop her left hand to his knee and up his thigh, where his cock was trying desperately to tear a hole in his slacks. He released the gentle pressure on her pussy to bring his right hand caressingly up her stomach, to firmly cup her left breast. Her fingers brushed lightly over the thick head of his cock and down the rock-hard shaft. As she got to the base she brought her hand to cup his even more swollen testicles and gave a moan into Jim's mouth. She gave his distended sac a gentle squeeze and it was Jim's turn to moan.

Their passionate embrace was rudely interrupted with a loud *CRASH!*, as Valerie dropped at least three glasses to shatter on the floor outside their booth. Jim and Lucia both gave a start and jumped at the sudden noise. Lucia instinctively squeezed both of her hands, one of which simply gripped Jim's shirt whereas the other was still cradling his tender balls. Jim, too, jolted, accidentally poking Lucia in the eye with his nose. They both recoiled, Jim grunting and reaching for his poor balls while Lucia reached up to cover her eye.

Little did they know that Valerie had returned with Lucia's water (and a few other patrons' beverages) a few moments before. She had stood rapt while Jim brought Lucia to a lovely little climax right in the booth. Poor Valerie was beside herself with shock and sexual desire. She maintained the balance of her tray for an admirable amount of time, considering her state, but eventually her knees were a bit too wobbly and the drinks tipped the tray and headed for the hardwood of the dance floor.

All Jim and Lucia saw was a woman flushed with embarrassment running away to get a broom. They both caught their breath, looking around as if realizing they were still in public.
"Geez, your eye. I'm sor . . ."

"Oh my God, your balls! I'm so sor . . ." Jim and Lucia began at the same time. Then they both stopped and started laughing.

Lucia rubbed her eye for a second and then inquired, "Are you okay? I didn't mean to . . . " with a concerned look on her face.

"Well, you gave them a pretty good squeeze, but I think I'll be okay," Jim replied, laughing a bit. "How's your eye? Geez, I can't believe I did that. Here let me take a look at it." He leaned in to get a closer look at Lucia's eye, and she looked up at him. He held her face in his hands and then leaned in to give her the lightest possible kiss right on her eyelid. "There we go, " he said, smiling, "looks like you'll be fine."

Lucia beamed up at him, then leaned in close to whisper in his ear, "I think maybe I had better check on the boys." Keeping her face next to his she brought her left hand down into his lap again, this time finding his zipper and moving it ever so slowly downward.

Her warm breath on his neck and her teasing hand in his crotch were driving Jim insane. This girl will not be denied. I've got to get her out of here and back to Dan's before I burst! he thought to himself, not for the first time.

Lucia gently reached into his trousers and attempted bring his balls out into the open once again. Jim inhaled sharply and looked around to make sure no one could see what she was doing. Thankfully the lights on the dance floor made their dim booth relatively safe.

One by one she was able to free his nuts and then she leaned down into his lap. She brought her right hand down as well and made a show of carefully inspecting each testicle, rolling them around with her fingers and giving them ever so slight squeezes. Jim gritted his teeth and tried to keep from moaning. God! I can't believe she's doing this right here at the table! She then gave each ball a tender kiss, and looked up over her shoulder at Jim, "Looks like they'll be fine, hun," she said as she winked, "But I think we ought to relieve this pressure just to be safe."

With that she turned back toward his lap and, using her left hand to hold open his fly, reached in to grasp the base of his cock. Jim loved women's hands; they almost never fit all the way around his girth, and it looked like Lucia's would be no exception.

"Jesus, Jim. Doesn't this thing ever go soft?" she asked in amazement, grasping the iron bar in his pants.

"Not when you're around, sweety," Jim said as he chuckled softly. This time her moan was unmistakable.

She maneuvered and pulled, trying different angles and stretching his fly to the limit, but there was no way his cock was coming out of his fly in this position. Lucia groaned in frustration and Jim looked on, both disappointed and thankful at her lack of success.

Just then he noticed their waitress returning with a broom and dust pan to clean up her earlier mess. Oh, shit! I forgot about her! Jim brought his left hand to rest on Lucia's back and in a hushed voice said, "Lucia! The waitress is coming back! Get up!"

"Tell her she has to wait her turn," Lucia mumbled as she began to mouth and kiss his raging erection through the trousers that had frustrated her. She began working her way up the shaft, occasionally using her teeth, exulting in the girth and firmness beneath her. Jim's eyes rolled back into his head and he fought the urge to blow his tremendous load all down his pant-leg.

Valerie knelt down and started brushing up the broken glass and casually glanced over beneath the table, only to see that gorgeous woman with her face in that man's crotch! His fat, swollen testes were resting on the seat between his widespread legs, and the woman seemed to be trying to eat whatever was in his pocket. Then Valerie realized that that fat tube she was munching on must be his cock! She gasped at this realization and Lucia spared a brief moment to glance at her and wink mischievously. Valerie blushed furiously and tried to focus on the cleaning the floor, sparing furtive glances at the hot couple.

Jim slid his hand up Lucia's back to the nape of her neck and heard her moan in response. Oh my God, does she like it a bit rough, too? Don't read too much into it, Jimbo. Just get her out of here! He brought his right hand down as well and gently tried to lift Lucia up. She resisted at first and then reluctantly sat up in the booth, saliva and precum all over her lips and that glazed, hungry look in her eyes. Jim shuddered again.

Licking her lips, Lucia helped him put his tender balls away and zip up his fly.

"Are we gonna get outta here or . . ."

"Let's get out of here," they both started at the same time, laughing again. Jim reached over and gently wiped a bit of drool from the corner of Lucia's mouth, smiling softly while looking deep into those beautiful brown eyes.

"God, you are a firecracker, girl. Let me take care of the bill and we can head back to my place, okay?" he said, not so much a question as a statement of fact.

"Yes, sir," she replied, trying to sound sarcastic. But Jim thought he detected a hint of naked desire in her voice, as well.

Jim fumbled his wallet out of his coat pocket and put more than enough on the table to cover the tab. Veronica or Mallory or whatever her name is earned a decent tip, poor thing.

Lucia slid out of the booth, with Jim close behind. As he stood, he surreptitiously turned to face the table, reached into his pants, and attempted to point his aching cock up and under his belt. Oh, geez. That's much better. At least now I can walk almost normally. He didn't notice Valerie, still finishing up next to their booth, gaping open-mouthed as he adjusted himself. Jim and Lucia weren't the only ones about to have orgasms they would remember for the rest of their lives.

Lucia was already heading for the door, and Jim couldn't help but watch as her full, round ass-cheeks rolled off one another in her tight skirt. A new precum stain was already forming on his shirt just above his pants, but he was too distracted to notice.

He hustled to catch up to her and pushed the door open in front of her. She looked up at him and bit her lower lip again as she walked by.

I am springing for a cab; no way I can survive the train-ride home with Lucia . . .


Part 3 - Passion Erupts (coming soon)

[scaryfatman]

Great Great Great Great Great GREAT story!

it was really a turn on, and i just wish i had a girl like that!

[AngelAnna837]

Still loveing it Jim :D

[jimbean485]

Thanks, guys. I really appreciate the feedback. School's pretty busy right now, but part 3 is in the not too distant future

scaryfatman: Don't we all, buddy. Don't we all . . .

Cheers,
Jim

[scaryfatman]

I had most of my blood in my lower head, and therefore it was difficult for me to construct a decent form of feedback: i just wanted to say, that this story was not only appealing for the exhibitionist qualities, but also because of the humor involved, which made the story arousing as well as comical. This story is one of the best i have read in a very long time,
and i hope you finish strong jim bean!

Now its time for my blood to return to the lower head.