0 comments/ 65915 views/ 12 favorites Terri's Teasing Torments Ch. 1 By: teasemeplz The very first inkling I ever got about teasing and the power it holds happened my freshman year in college in a T-shirt shop of all places. I was walking the boardwalk with my boyfriend David. We had known each other a few weeks and had been spending a lot of time together recently. He was cute, smart, and a lot of fun. I always sensed an adventurousness about him, but that afternoon I was going to find out just how deep that streak would run. Along the back wall were T-shirts which had words of them. One was "Porn Star," another said "Sugar" and the third, in beautiful gold glitter script read "Tease." I passed the first two and picked up the third, smiling. I held it up to my chest, modeling it for David. "What'd ya think?" I asked, joking around. I wasn't sure what to make of his expression, which turned from startled, to slightly embarrassed, to eventually calm, even uninterested. I shifted back and forth, posing, watching him. "Cute," he said, half smiling. I tossed the shirt back and we headed out of the store. David had grown quiet, almost introspective. I wasn't sure what was going on. We walked about three blocks down in total silence before we both spoke at the same time, our words tripping over each others'. My "So, where do you . . ." collided with his "Sorry I'm so quiet." I put my arm around him and asked, "What's the matter?" He looked a bit somber. "Terri," he started, "I really like you." I felt my heart drop down to my stomach, knowing what usually followed a line like that. "But," I interjected. He nodded softly. "But, I need to ask you about something." I furrowed my brow, the response unexpected. "Why did you pick up that shirt?" he asked. "That? That was just a goof!" I said, relieved. "I mean, I love that kind of stuff, flirting, teasing, you know." I smiled at him, watching to see if his mood lightened. It didn't. "Well, it is something that I like and I might as well tell you this right up front. I think it is one of the things that drew me to you in the first place," he said, his tone almost confessional. "You like flirting and teasing?" I asked, not sure what to make of his comments. "Well," he continued a bit sheepishly, "I like it very intense." "What you mean like unfinished hand jobs and stuff?" I asked, trying to understand. His eyes opened wide and he became very exicted. "Yes, exactly." "I love doing that kind of thing," I said shrugging, "I just didn't think guys liked it." "Most guys don't," he said, lightening up considerably, "But, I don't know. For me, there is something really wonderful about it. I mean all that . . ." He stopped growing nervous again. "Control?" I said immediately. He nodded quickly, "Exactly." Something in me clicked. I am not sure what, but it was like something inside me opened up. Very slowly and very deliberately I said to him, "You want me to control you." He nodded, looking down. I felt a surge of power. "Say it," I demanded, firmly. "I want you to control me," he said softly, looking down, in almost a whisper. This time the surge was more like a rush. "David," I said directly, "I want you to go buy me that shirt." He smiled for the first time now. "Really?" he asked delighted. We walked back to the shop, hand in hand, but this time I couldn't escape the feeling that I was the one holding his hand, guiding him, leading him and I liked it. We walked to the back of the shop and stood in front of the T-shirts again. As he reached for the shirt, I stopped him. I walked back around behind him and leaned forward, pressing my lips to his ear I whispered, "Not yet." Gently I bit down on his earlobe, sucking and nibbling, I reached around and grabbed hold of his cock through his shorts. "Don't move I whispered," as I started to stroke him through his shorts. Slowly I increased the pace, rubbing and kneading him firmly. I could feel his heart pounding and his breathing increase. His hardness was throbbing in my hand. Abruptly I stopped, letting my hand trace over his stomach and ribs. He let out a soft, involuntary whimper, which made me giggle. I took his hand in mine and glanced over at the shirts. He picked one up and I led him to the counter. He paid for the shirt and took the small bag and placed it in front of him, where a small wet spot had formed on his shorts. "Let's go to your place, David," I said smiling. "We've got a lot to talk about. . . " Terri's Teasing Torments Ch. 2 When we got home, we sat together on David's couch. "I know this is probably strange for you," he started. I listened. "It is the opposite of what most guys want. Most guys hate being teased and just want to have sex. I'm the other way around." He was blushing a bit. "I don't think that's strange," I said calmly, as I reached over and unzipped his shorts. I gently eased his cock out of his shorts as looked back up at him. "Go on." "It's just that," I slide my hand up and down his cock, stroking it rhythmically. "Oh, God, Ohhhhhh" he moaned. I grabbed hold of his cock tightly and slowly let it slip through my fingers, "Concentrate David, you were trying to tell me something." "Oh God," he whimpered, "Please, please let me cum." I smiled and shook my head. "But David, you were just saying you weren't like other guys, remember?" I asked sweetly. "But, God, Ohhhh" he tried to speak, arching his back and squirming as I kept stroking. Without a word, I stopped, leaving him hard and throbbing. "No, no, no, please," he begged. "Shhhhhhhhhhh," I whispered. I slowly slipped out of my shorts and shirt and casually, removed my bra, back turned to David while I pulled on my new shirt. I rested my hand back down on David's cock, giggling as it twitched at the sensation of my touch. "David," I said, starting to stroke, "we are going to do this all night. And tomorrow, we'll see if this is really what you want." He was twisting back and forth, trying to press himself against my hand, which I would pull away just before he was able to touch it. I curled up against him, running my fingers around his thighs and stomach, giving him some time to calm down a bit. "So, is this what you fantasize about David?" I pressed closer. He nodded. "Are there other things you fantasize about David? Kinky things?" I asked coyly. . He blushed and nodded. I returned to stroking him, slowly, deliberately and as I did, I found it was like milking him for information. The closer he grew to an orgasm, the more he'd talk. He'd start off shy and reticent. By the time he was on the edge, it was like a floodgate had opened. A flood of fantasies, desires, and fetishes spilled out of him. The things he had harbored deep inside, but had never told a soul. As he spoke, a mixture of excitement and desperation permeated his voice and I felt my insides start to squirm and I could feel my excitement rising, my wetness growing. Finally, when I couldn't bear it any longer, I straddled his lap, my soaking wet panties pressed hard against his cock. I slowly started to grind against him. "If you cum, David, I'm going to be furious," I hissed at him as I started to grind harder. "Please, no," he begged, "I can't hold back, I can't stand it." His words, his desperation made me grow hotter, grind faster. I was getting off on how hard I was making it for him. Finally I exploded, cuming and grinding into him, grabbing a handful of his hair, pulling his close and kissing him hard. After cumming again, I collapsed against him. His eyes wsere closed and he was whimpering desperately. I sat back and looked down, seeing what he had done. His thumb and forefinger were wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, squeezing tightly as it buldged above his hand. He was trying to swallow, with an obviously dry mouth. He tried to speak coherently, but the best I could piece together was that the minute he released, a flood of cum was going to shoot out of him. He was shaking. "But you can't cum like that right now?" I asked. He shook his head. "So, there is an easy way to take care of this," I told him and disappeared into the bathroom. "This ought to work," I said, holding up a thermometer. "Like a plug." I slowly licked the thermometer ad then presses the silver tip against the tip of his cock. Gently I guided it inside him, slowly pressing it into the length of his hard cock. I held it and instructed him to let go. As he did, he seemed to spasm a bit, his cock straining. I smiled and laughed softly, before slowly withdrawing the thermometer, watching as cum bubbled up from he tip of his cock. I held it to his mouth and told him to clean it. I laughed softly as he licked the cum off the glass. I looked at him sternly, "I told you not to cum and you did anyway, didn't you?" He nodded, "I tried not to." "That is something we are going to have to work on," I told him. Terri's Teasing Torments Ch. 3 I looked at David sternly. "Well, it's too late to do anything about it tonight. But tomorrow, I want to take you to see a friend of mine, OK?" I was being intentionally vague. "Who?" he asked tentatively. "Just a friend," I said coyly. His hesitancy grew. "Um, I'm not sure, Terri." I bit my lower lip and smiled, "David," I said to him sharply, "You were a very bad boy. I asked you not to cum and you did anyway." He was looking more and more confused. "I didn't think you were, you know, serious," he protested. "Of course I was serious David." I added just a touch of disappointment to my voice. "I really had hoped you'd wait for me." I slid my hand along his leg, slowly tracing his thigh until I reached his crotch. I touched him gently. "I want to see you squirm, I want to hear you whimper, I want to hear you beg, and maybe even something more," I felt him grow harder in my hand, so I began stroking him slowly again. "What do you mean 'more'?" he queried. "Oh, you'll find out tomorrow," I teased, smiling as I continued stroking him. "Now do you think you'll be able to keep your hands off yourself tonight? Or do I need to give you a little help?" I asked him, growing more playful. I twirled my hair with my finger, watching him squirm a little. "What kind of help?" he asked. "Well," I said seductively, "I could always tie you up." I felt his cock stiffen at my invitatio and I giggled. "I see you like the idea," I continued, teasing him a little. He had closed his eyes and was now arching his back a little, pressing into my hand. The more he pressed, the less I rubbed, pulling back as I sensed his hunger growing. Finally, he reached up, grabbing my hand and pressing it into his cock. "Tsk, tsk," I chided him, laughing, "You don't do that David. That's being a bad boy." He blushed, squirming a bit, and swallowed hard, "Please," he said softly. I shook my head slowly, standing I waved my finger at him, walking over to his closet, I opened it up and starting looking around. I found three beautiful silk ties and pulled them off the hangar. I walked back towards him, sauntering slowly, provocatively running the ties through my hands. "OK, David, stand up, arms behind you." He did as I asked, as I touched his arms, I could feel him trembling. I took the first tie and wrapped it around his wrists, cinching them tightly together. He twisted them a bit, but the tie held tight. The second tie I drew tight around his arms, pulling his elbows together behind him, which surpirsed him and bit and left him more vulnerable than he expected. He squirmed quite a bit more, now really feeling his freedom evaporate. "There's no use David, I'm very good at this," I said, smiling. He squirmed a bit more, pullig and twisting before giving up. His face was flushed and his breathing was a bit ragged. "Now, this last tie," I began, "This one is special." I pressed up close to him and passed the silk tie between his legs, taking one end in each hand, I began sliding it back and forth, brushing his cock and balls. Almost involuntarily, he started to hump it. As he did, I'd stop. "Hold still David," I instructed, again rubbing him with the soft silk until he couldn't keep still. Three more times, I teased him until he couldn't keep still. I could tell he was desperate, watching him listening to him. His words had turned from soft begging to mumbled pleadings. I would occasionally tease him more, telling him he wasn't being clear, that he'd have to calm down before I could understand him. "It's getting late, David," I finally told him, and you are going to have a long day tomorrow. "Let's get you to bed." Before doing so, I got another tie. I led him to the bed and helped him lie down. Once he was comfortable, I tied each ankle to the bottom bedposts spreading him nice and wide. I slipped into bed next to him and switched off the lights. I cuddled up close and ran my hands and fingers over his chest, his stomach, his neck, and his thighs, slowly raking my fingernails along his inner thighs, right up to his cock before stopping. I pressed my breasts and pussy into him, squirming against him moaning. Everytime he made a sounds, I'd hush him, telling him to try to get some rest. It wasn't long before he was squirming again. I wet my lips and pressed them to his ear. In a flood of hot breath, I whispered to him, "I'm not touching it again tonight, so be a good boy and just sit still." As I pressed against him, I let my own hand wander between my legs, slipping a finger inside, I gyrated against my own hand, pressing my body hard into his as I let a long, slow, powerful orgasm wash over me, telling him how good it felt. The last thing I remember before drifting off to sleep was his soft whimpering, and seeing his swollen, purple cock sticking straight up, while I rested my head on his stomach, letting my eyes close. I kissed his belly and wished him sweet dreams. Terri's Teasing Torments Ch. 4 As usual, I woke up right at 7:00 a.m. I looked up, seeing David was still sleeping, I giggled to myself softly, wondering how he had slept. There was only one way to wake him up. With one hand I cupped his balls, feeling how full they were, which brought a smile to my face. I licked my other hand four or five times, getting it nice and wet and wrapped it around David's cock, which grew immediately in my hand. I squeezed, slowly letting it slip through my wet fingers. David woke up squirming, pulling at his bound wrists which I was happy to see had remained trapped behind him all night. I withdrew my hand and pressed my cheek to his stomach, looking up at him. "How did you sleep?" I asked. He was trembling softly. He raised his hip, arching his back a bit, desperately trying to press into something to gain release. "Please," he begged softly. I smiled and kissed his stomach, "Oh, you are sooooo cute," I said giggling at him. As I rolled off him, I made sure to let my hand brush his cock, which started him squirming frantically. I pressed my lips close to his ear and whispered to him, "Tell me what you want, David." "I want you to touch me," he whispered breathlessly. "But I have been touching you David," I said, tracing my finger over his cheeks and lips. "I, I, I, I want to cum," he said, looking at me now with deep desperation in his eyes. I laughed. "Pleeeeease," he moan, his tone growing more desperate. I bit my lower lip and looked into his eyes for just a second before shaking my head No. I went back to tracing my finger over his lips, which were quivering slightly, "Look at it, David, it seems to be enjoying this more than you are." I was looking down at his cock, which was larger than I thought imaginable. It was deep red, swollen and had started to leak little dribbles of pre-cum. "I hate to tell you this, David, but I love seeing you like this and, you know what else, I think you like it." He closed his eyes and was flushed. His cheeks turned pink. "How does it feel, David, knowing you could cum at any second, but that I won't let you?" I asked. His eyes remained closed, his breathing was now short and choppy. I leaned close and hissed into his ear, "I want to take your orgasms away from you David. I want to own them." He squirmed harder, as his frustration grew so did his squirming. Finally, he let loose. "Oh God, Terri, yes, please, take them, I want you, I need you," his voice was shaky, "I need you so much." I smiled. "What do you need, David?" He was choking on his words, "I don't know, I don't care, I just need you." His cock was twitching now, as he turned his head to me. "God Terri, you are so beautiful," he told me. I slid my hand between my legs, feeling my wetness, finding my clit with my finger, feeling my stomach tighten and my lips swelling, "Tell me again" I whispered breathlessly. I writhed and twisted, teasing and probing myself as he began telling me how beautiful I was, my lips, my breasts, my legs, my ass, ever inch of my body. I came violently, hearing the sincerity in his voice, how much and how deeply I excited him, and how helpless he was. I pressed against his side, watching his swollen cock react. Nothing I could imagine could turn me on more, his desperate voice of adoration, my pleasure and the intense suffering I knew I was causing. I collapsed onto his chest, wrapping my arms around him. I slowly ground my wetness into his legs, which was still bound to the foot of the bed. It filled me with a vague, warm pleasure. After a few minutes of cuddling, I crawled down the bed and positioned myself between his legs. "You get one chance, David," I told him as I lowered my head and placed my tounge at the base of his swollen cock. Slowly, I traced it along the underside of his cock, right up to the tip. He let out a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a squeal, but to my amazement, didn't manage to cum. "Again, pleeeeeease" he pleaded desperately. "Awwwwwwww," I teased, "I said one chance David." I looked up at him, smiling, "I really am sorry David, I thought you'd get a little relief." "But, but," he protested, "If you wanted me to cum, just do it again, just do something." He was trying to reason, but his head was spinning. I shook my head playfully. "You had your chance. Now hush. Good boys know when to keep quiet." "Now if I untie you, you have to promise me, you will follow two rules for me." I was looking down at him, trying to look as serious as possible, hiding how much I was enjoying this. "First rule. No touching. Understand?" He looked at me confused. "No touching?" "No touching. At all." "You mean my cock?" I smiled sweetly and nodded. "For how long?" he asked, "All day?" I shook my head slowly, "For as long as you want to keep seeing me. You have to decide which one you want more. Me or your cock. Because you can't have both." I felt a rush of power fill me ashe shook his head, nodding quickly. "Then you agree?" I asked. Softly he replied, "I agree." "Second, you don't get to cum unless I say OK. Understand?" This time he shivered and nodded, looking away. "Say it," I demanded. "I don't get to cum anymore unless you let me," he said, blushing furiously. "Good boy," I said, touching his warm, glowing cheek. I rolled down to the end of the bed and untied his ankles. I eased him to the side of the bed and helped him sit up. I untied his elbows first. Before untying his wrists, I made him repeat both promises. This time, I added a threat. "If you break either one of those rules, there will be consequences. If you cum without permission, you will be punished. But if you touch yourself. I mean even once, I am leaving. For good." He nodded. As I loosened the tie around his wrists, I whispered in his ear "And David, I'm going to make it very, very hard for you." Already I could sense the struggle inside him, his hands free and his cock aching, desperately wanting to touch, but prohibited from doing what he yearned for the most. "I think it was easier when I was tied," he said, fidgeting on the edge of the bed. "And David," I responsed, "it's only going to get worse. Now let's get some breakfast, I have a surprise for you today." He nodded and smiled nervously. I stopped him from dressing, "I like you better like this," I said smiling. I followed him down to the kitchen. Terri's Teasing Torments Ch. 5 Little was I to know that this was the day which would change how I thought about David, about sexuality, and about myself. The pleasure I was getting from teasing him was more intense than anything I had ever experienced, and watching him strain helplessly while I reached orgasm after orgasm was the most fulfilling sexual experience of my life. It was during breakfast that I made my mind up. "David?" I asked tentatively, "I need to know how far you are willing to take this." He looked at me nervously. "I don't know what you mean. Take what?" I couldn't tell whether he was confused or playing coy. "I have to be honest David, this has sparked something inside me that I've never felt before. Sure, I thought teasing you would be fun, playful, but this is different. You wouldn't believe the things I am thinking of doing to you." I smiled, tracing my foot along his leg, up along his inner thigh, until the ball of my foot was pressing into his crotch. I gently twisted my foot against him, feeling him grow hard at the sensation. "Ohhhhhhhhh," I teased, "you like that?" He just nodded. I watched him, sitting quietly. Finally he spoke, "Terri, I can't even begin to tell you all the things I am feeling. My head is spinning, I've never felt this way before." He stopped, arching his back and moaning, pressing into my foot. "Is it a good feeling David? Or a bad one?" I asked. He regained his composure briefly as I eased my foot back, "Both Terri. It is the best and worst I have ever felt. I hate it, but I crave it. But, the thing I like the most," he paused, looking down, "is how much you like it." "Oh, I do David. I love it, I love seeing you this way. I mean I *really* love it." I let me foot continue to work on him, "I want you to understand, you are going to feel like this all the time." I stopped for a second before telling him what I was really thinking. "David, I have to tell you, you look so cute like this, so adorable. And when I look at you all I can think about is how to make it worse. Do you understand what I am saying David?" He was trembling, and I could see his eyes beginning to tear up a little, a sight which caused me to squirm a bit, I could feel his suffering, his aching inside me, it was growing unbearable, I slid my hand back down between my legs and leaned back, my hair brushing the back of my neck as I gently brushed my fingertip over my clit, slowly at first, then faster and harder. I could feel myself growing wetter. "David," I cried out, "Get over here." He came over and stood beside me. Breathlessly, I instructed him, "Get." "On" "Your" "Knees." Eyes closed, I grabbed his head by the hair in back and shoved his face between my legs. He responded, licking me and letting his tongue slip inside my wetness. Almost instantly I was cuming, once, twice and then a thrid time, harder than I had ever cum before. I could feel his need, his hunger, his desperation with each movement of his tongue, or his lips. He continued, gently tasting me as the feeling started to subside. As my head started to clear, I could hear a soft moaning, which turned into a whimper. I looked down and saw his cock was bigger that it had been the night before, swollen, almost purple from the strain. And then, I noticed something else. All at once three things came together. His whimpering was growing worse. I felt a dampness on my own thighs. I looked down, seeing his mouth buried between my legs, I saw his cheeks were wet. It hit me. He was crying. At that moment, I felt the most powerful orgasm of my life overtake me. I held his head between my legs as I screamed. I could barely remember it at all, beyond being enveloped in a mind-numbing, earth-shaking, feeling of total and complete pleasure. Afterward, I was covered in sweat, unable to speak. Only able to respond to his queries, "Are you all right?" by nodding with my eyes closed. When I finally came around, I felt David's cheek resting against my thigh. His tears had slowed. As he reached up to wipe his cheek, I stopped him. I pulled his hand back, and whispered to him "Leave them. I like them." He looked up at me, and whispered in a voice which grew increasingly pathetic. "It hurts so much, please Terri, please." I smiled down at him stroking his hair. "Please what, David?" "Please help me," he begged, the words seeming to stick in his throat. I had decided what I wanted, what I needed from him. "David. This is it, your last chance, I mean it." I looked strenly at him. "You have one of two choices. Either you cum for me, which will, I promise you, be the most mind blowing orgasm of your life and we end things here. We'll both remember this as an incredibly hot weekend, but that will be the end of things. Orrrrrr," I paused, looking down at him. His eyes opened wider. "Yes?" he asked anxiously. "Or, you become mine totally and completely. You live like this, frustrated and tormented. Every day more difficult. The only satisfaction you'll have is knowing how unbelievably hot you make me, seeing you ache and suffer." Without a moment of hesitation he responded, "Oh God, Terri, yes, that is what I want, what I need. I'm yours." He was blathering. "You're sure?" I asked. He nodded again enthusiastically. "Lie down," I instructed him. He obeyed. "Raise your knees to your shoulders," I told him. "Hands behind your head." He clasped them there immediately. I lowered myself, between his legs and slid my finger in my mouth, getting it nice and wet. Slowly I ran it along the underside of his cock. He was shaking. When it reached the tip, I said "Repeat after me." "I will never cum again," I said slowly, my finger slowly sliding back down the underside of his throbbing cock. He repeated it, barely able to speak the words. "Without Terri's permission." I added. "Without" "Terri's" "Permission.," he groaned. I smiled and leaned down, whispering in his ear. "I want you to know what you'll be missing." I continued stroking him, gently, playfully, barely brushing the spots that sent him into near convulsions. "Cum for me David," I said sharply and began feverishly rubbing the tiny spot, just below the head of his cock which seemed the most sensative. He squealed and moaned and whimpered as his whole body shook, cum began pumping out of his hard cock, shooting hard enough to his his neck, shoulders and chest. I varied the pace, helping him pump. Even after he came, I continued to stroke him, gently but rhytmically, my hands slippery with his cum. Before too long, he was cuming again, this time he let go, his whole body convulsing as more hot cum shot from his engorged cock. Finally I let go, cuddling up with him. His eyes were closed and his breathing short and shallow. "It wasn't fair for me to ask you before, David. You were too desperate." He was looking at me, caught somewhere between confusion and exhaustion. "I also want you to know exactly what you are giving up. Felt good didn't it?" I asked. He blushed a bit and nodded. "How are you feeling, David? A little less horny, a little less desperate?" I ran my finger along his cheek. He nodded, and pressed into my finger. "Still willing to give all that up for me? To go back to feeling the way I left you last night? I'll let you cum sometimes, David, but it won't be like that was. I'm not going to let you feel that good. I want you to understand." He nodded and spoke softly, "I understand." "And?" I asked. He looked down and spoke softly. "And I want it. I want it so much. More than anything I've ever wanted before." I smiled, "Good boy, David." I leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Thank you David." I giggled, adding "I promise to make you regret it." He looked up at me smiling. "Terri?" he asked, looking into my eyes. I looked back and nodded, "MmHmmm." "You are so beautiful," he told me, his eyes filled with adoration. "That's sweet David. I never get tired of hearing that." I ruffled his hair and told him to take a shower. "After that, I guess I won't have to watch you to make sure you don't cheat." He blushed and shook his head. After he left for the shower, I picked up the phone and proceeded to call three of my best friends. This was just too good not to share.