Dangling Pleasures Before Me

I notice Pete watching, smiling back at me, though my attention soon turns back to Ethen, feeling his hands keenly across my now exposed rasts. I gasp, smiling wildly as he bounces them before his fitness class, as my body melts against him. Fealing pleasure pulsing though me, I felt him finger my pussy several times as he chuckles into my ear. With the heightened pleasures, I also feel my heart pumping faster. Along with it all, I notice my cheeks becoming flush, darkening red shade as my desire for an orgasm casually brushes aside any other consideration.

Holding myself casually before them, I notice how my breasts feel harder, my nipples standing out dramatically from them, as my body reacts to my sudden toplessness. Moaning now, I felt a desire bubbling up that he take me, even use and **** me before them.... so long as I get the relief of an orgasm, I was increasingly for it, no matter who may see, I increasingly sought it. He whispers into my ear, "My naughty little example, you up for another go, aren't you?"

I felt my body shudder in erotic excitement, my jaw moving slightly in anticipation, "Yes....please, take me... claim me as your prize.... please.", to which he chortles into my ear. My eyes fluttering shut as I felt his lips pressing onto my neck, tilting my head to yield him better access as I submitted to him. My legs spread wide as I felt his fingers probing into me, and I moan aloud as my body seems within moments of an orgasm...

Then he stops. Not completely, of course. He was still kissing my neck, and our bodies were close, but his fingers were no longer playing with my pussy. I moan, as if protesting the point he was leaving me hanging, as desire for the promised relief remains just out of my grasp.

Holding my body against him, I moan once more, as desire flourishes within me wildly, and I find myself rubbing my body against him, up and down, my ass and back across him. He chortles in my ear, and while I know my every movement is being watched intently, and yet my only care is that he claims me.

I gasp again, feeling the pause more than anything, and then I feel my shorts, or what's left of them, being yanked forcefully away, down and off me. Holding myself against him, I felt my desire rising as the last few stitches of clothing covering me is brushed aside casually.

My breath heaving now, I brush myself against him, as if pleasing for him to take me, to use me...like he did the day before, but only now to do so before his class. I felt his lips kissing my shoulder, as he plays with me, teasingly alluding to what I find myself increasingly hoping he would do.

I once more find myself whispering to him, "Oh, please, just pound me... claim me already...", to which he chuckles into my ear, feeling his hands move slowly across me, arousing me, even as he leaves me desiring more...