Bear and i went to the museum the other day, there was an exhibition of photography i wanted to see, so we decided to have some time off work and go out for the day.
It was lovely, not too cold, the weather was dry, and it wasnt very windy, but i still wrapped myself up in jeans, a sweater and a coat !
We spent a lovely day, looking at the exhibits together, having lunch together, laughing and talking.
Eventually it was time to catch the train home, as usual we decided to sit outside the station and have a smoke, and a drink. I chose an empty bench and sat on it, i usually sit astride the benches so i can sit facing Bear, he seems to like that.
Bear purchased the drinks and came and sat astride also, facing me. While we smoked and drank our hot drinks, we kissed and cuddled, then bears hands started to wander.... If i wear a skirt and he thinks he can get away with it, his hand often wanders up my skirt when we sit like this, but today i was wearing jeans, so he had no chance of tormenting my pussy (or so i thought)
Bear pulled me in close for a hug and slipped his hand inside my jumper, he fluttered it across my tummy, he kept kissing me all the time. Then his hand brushed over my bra, and rubbed against my nipple. I remember gasping with surprise and he pulled me in closer so no one could hear me.
He slid his hand inside my bra and pinched my nipple firmly, my pussy reacted instantly as we both knew it would. I hid myself in his shoulder, and prayed that none of the people on the benches around us would realise what he was doing.
I didnt ask him to stop, to be honest i didnt want him too, and if i had asked he wouldnt have stopped anyway ! Bear loves to torment me in public, he knows i find it shameful, and he knows that i can use my word if things get too much. But Bear likes the fact that i accept that pleasing him sometimes means doing shameful things.
He continued to tease my nipple, and kiss me, he teased my lip with his tongue, whispered delicous thoughts in my ear. I moved closer to him, wanting more, wanting the pleasure and the thrill to continue.
Soon though i was beginning to get a bit too excited, Bear whispered to me not to let myself down, then pinched my nipple really hard and made me gasp and squirm at the same time.
It was then i wished i HAD worn a skirt, im sure his fingers would have eased the growing ache between my legs for me.
Bear snuck his hand between my legs and rubbed against my crutch, jeans are awful, they have double seams so you cant feel anything, but you know the fingers are there. Its like being touched without being touched. I hated it, i pushed against him trying to get the sensations i knew i should be feeling, but the jeans prevented it. I am convinced he knew exactly what he was doing. It was so damn frustrating.
Bear made me shake with frustration, my nipples wanted more, my pussy wanted more, and then he stopped. Picked up his things and said "time to catch the train"
I couldnt believe it, i was so horny, and he just stopped. I tried to pursuade him, but in my heart i knew it wouldnt work. Bear likes to leave me horny ! he says it makes me more compliant, more willing, Bear says when he torments me; i will do anything for an orgasm!
