Teasing Jeans

On my back, head spinning from the drinks.
My legs are open, jeans on, shirt off.
I am in an aroused fantasy… so not alone.
Her face is in my lap…I can feel her breath through my jeans.
Hot, thick, firmer~
Feeling hot flashes -yearning, I want her to touch me underneath my jeans.
Imagining her tongue, slippery… warm.
Biting and sucking, her face with pressure is outlining my shape.
~INSIDE THESE JEANS~
I am wild -almost, with a modicum of restraint.
Intensity inside me is getting closer and faster.
She has both hands busy, touching me, using her fingers, nails… feeling all of me.
I need to be free of these jeans.
I lift my head up to see her face in my lap. It looks so sexy… her lips, her hair.
Just the thought of letting go in my jeans makes me ever so hard…. Harder even
She is insatiable, and I am enclosed and not allowed to help.
Pressure, harder.
Room is spinning and I’m floating.
I am somewhere else not here… eyes rolled back
I let go of everything inside my jeans.
Feeling it on my skin, my panic is gone.
I am a bad boy.
I feel erotic naughty.
I can breathe, I can think again…
The emergency has past and I’m left in a daze.
Suddenly I am hard again, this time free and unrestrained.