A daydream

[cal]

Hey all,

This is my first story posted here so please provide any feedback you may have. It is a daydream about my online mistrees who I have never met. Today at work I daydreamed about her and this was the dream...

I day dream about running into you while at work, a local retail store. I'm uncomfortable at first, not knowing what to say but you ease the tension by asking how things were going and other small talk. As I relax we talk for an hour and you ask if I had taken my lunch and if not if I would like to get something to eat and talk more. Of corse I say yes and we walk out to your car.

We are talking while you drive and I am not paying attention until you pull into a quiet abandoned lot. "You didn't think we were really getting something to eat did you?" you say with a devious gleam in your eyes. You start to unbutton and unzipped my pants. I move my hands to stop you and you just stare into my eyes. I move my hands back to my side, "good boy", you say smiling at me.

I'm already hard and because of the awkward position you roughly pull my cock out through my boxers and pants. I gasp, and you just giggle at me. You start to pump and say, "Carl, you have about 20 minutes before we have to drive back for the end of your lunch. Now I'm going to pump your cock until you either cum or ask me to stop.". There is that sassy smile again and I know there is more to this. "Now if you cum I will make sure you shoot all over your pants so you'll have to return to work with a mess. Also I will not stop pumping even after you have cum until it is time to drive back", and with that you start sliding your hand over me.

Your reach over with your other hand an start softly squeezing my balls as you start pumping harder and faster. Soon I am almost at the point of no return. "STOP", I yell almost to late my voice cracking. My cock just throbs as I close my eyes, happy that I had the willpower to ask you to stop and thinking it was over. You start to stroke again and this time it takes less time but I still say stop again.

You repeat this several more times and the excstacy causes me to lose track of time. My eyes are squeezed shut as you start again and suprisigly, you are the one pleading, "please Carl don't make me stop. I want to see you cum. I know how much you want to, how much pressure has built up." What shocks me about this is I can feel your breath on the head of my cock while you say that. My eyes shoot open and you are leaning over with you lips near my cock head. Your eyes look up pleadingly at me, "please Carl cum for me", and with that you lower your lips onto just the tip of my cock.

You have sapped all of my willpower. I do not care about how embarrassed I'll be walking back into work with stains all over me because my desire is well past the boiling point. The build up starts and I am almost there... and you stop. "Okay, time to get back to work." "But I, oh Veronica, you can't stop now", I say in a quivering voice." You look over at me with a scolding stare, "Carl, I wanted you to cum but you made me stop six times." Now you have a fake pouty look, "I must not be good enough to make you cum. I'll just have to try again tomorrow at lunch, and this time I'll try even harder," and with that you roughly stuff my engorged, red, and angry looking cock back into my pants and zip me up.

[wonderbo]

That was fantastic! I love this scenario, definitely one of my fantasies too. I love the conflict of being unsure whether you really want to cum or not.

[Sauurman]

Great story! T&D so harsh, love it!