I loved to play with women. There was something thrilling in the way I could turn them on without even touching or making them beg to be fucked.
It was fun for me, fun to see how hard they were trying to get me without even having the smallest chance. I just knew that I could play with them and get away with it and that was power nothing else could ever give me.
It started back when I was graduating. Me and my girlfriend were at our prom and I knew that she wanted me to take her virginity. She was dancing around the subject and I knew that she wouldn’t say it outright and it was making me feel powerful and important. While we were dancing she would put my hands on her ass and I would feel her whole body pressing against me. She was trying to grind over me and I thought that it was the most hilarious thing in the world.
The truth was, I didn’t want her to suffer and I didn’t want to play around with her, but this feeling, this knowledge that she wanted me so badly she was ready to do anything for me was messing with my head. Later that night, we went to the hall to make out and she pushed my hand under her skirt and into her panties. I couldn’t believe how wet she was there, how strongly she wanted me. It was another thing that inflated my ego and I was willing to go till the end now.
After the dance was over, she asked me to go to my car and I knew what she wanted. I followed her and she pushed me to the back seat, almost jumping on me and starting to kiss me. I wasn’t trying to stop her, I played along and was kissing her just as passionately. She was shaking in my hands and I knew what she wanted, but at first, I needed to see how badly she wanted me.
That was what I asked from her. To show me the strength of her desire. She was shy at first, but soon she pulled her top down and started playing with her breasts. I watched her, as she did it while telling me all about how much she wanted me. I never felt as good as I did at that moment, but I needed more. And so I asked her to play with her pussy too.
She was a nice, modest girl, but she wanted me enough to forget about it, pull her dress up and spread her legs. She pushed her hand into her wet panties that were soaking from all the desire she had and started rubbing herself while moaning and telling me how amazing it felt. I knew that it would’ve felt good, that I would’ve loved to feel her all around me, but that wasn’t about just sex. It was about her desire and my power over her. And so I said, I wouldn’t do it and drove her home, still turned on and disappointed.
From that moment on it had become what I always did. I would sleep with some women, of course, but first, they needed to deserve it. I would drive them to madness with desire, and make them do things they didn’t know they were capable of just so they could have me.
They would come to me, with their pussies wet, with a fire in their eyes, telling me that I could do anything with them as long as they got their pussy filled with me. Sometimes I would give it to them, sometimes not, it all depended on how long they could take it. Sometimes they would get too frustrated and leave me before I ever had a chance to turn them down.
My latest victim was a secretary in the office I worked in, Alice. She was a nice sweet woman that only transferred to my department and I thought that it was my duty to flirt with her even if just a little. She seemed to love the attention and I went a step further. I asked her out on the date and she happily agreed. I knew that very soon she would be fully in my power and I couldn’t wait to see what kind of stuff she would do for me.
I decided to go easy on her. We were just going out, talking, I would only kiss her goodbye and that was it. She didn’t ask for more, but I could tell that she was getting more and more frustrated and I loved it. After one of our dates, she asked me to get up to her apartment to have drinks, but I declined. And that was when she showed how much she really wanted me.
The next day, she sent me a picture of her panties. They were soaked wet and I could tell that she shot them at her desk. She probably thought that it would drive me crazy, but I was far from being impressed. I needed to see more from her before giving something back. I could tell that Alice didn’t like that I didn’t jump on her at that same moment, so on the next day, she went to do something more drastic.
While I was working on the project, she went past me and put her thongs in my pocket. She leaned closer, telling me to come to find her in the stalls. Intrigued, I went there, to see her, full of desire, waiting for me to fuck her. I asked her what I asked from anyone – to show me how much she wanted it.
I didn’t expect much from shy and sweet Alice, but what I thought surprised me. She was quick to open her bra and pull up her skirt. In the next moment, she started teasing her breasts and fingering her wet pussy while looking at me and telling me how much she liked it, how much she wanted my cock to be inside her and not her fingers. I lost my breath looking at that, I didn’t know that she could go that far to get me. Still, I wanted her to give me even more, so I told her to finish herself off.
Once Alice did it, I came closer to kiss her, smelling her juices that were still coating her pussy and her fingers. I whispered to her, that we should come to my place later and she smiled happily, thinking that I will fuck her after all.
She was wrong, of course, I needed to test her loyalty some more, but she was doing better than the others. After all, for me it wasn’t about fucking her wet pussy, it was about her willingness to give me whatever I want.
