2 comments/ 83276 views/ 19 favorites A Ruthless Tease Ch. 02 By: adda2d4u Chapter 2: Sabrina Sees Something If you are joining me on this tale of captive lust and sweet, miserable torture at the hands of my ultra-sexy neighbor wife Sabrina for the first time, you might want to check out "A Ruthless Tease", the introduction to my wonderful, horrible hell. If not, so be it, I have to write these missives anyways...no other way to cleanse the want that fills my head like a sexual syrup of desire. So, here was my next experience with the brutal tease Sabrina... I had now been in my new home for two and a half weeks, and with a mixture of jealousy--from not being around her--to relief--thankful for my sanity remaining in tact for the time being—I survived. But barely. It was almost embarrassing to myself to know I could not get Sabrina out of my head. The clarity of her intentions overwhelmed me. We all knew those miracle days of summer where you might accidentally catch an exposed breast, or wisp of hair escaping a bikini bottom, and that's thrilling. But this was wholly different. Here was a woman, a married woman dammit, who loved being looked at, wanted, lusted for, and liked to see the arousal she caused and further push that desire until it was beyond the control of her audience to contain it. So hot, but so damn confusing. All I knew was, my memory had rerun the mind-video of her performance tens of times and now wanted a fresh entry into the library for future inspection! I decided to "accidentally" run into Sabrina while coming or going from her house. I wasn't afraid. I could maybe even better handle her, now that I was aware of her ways, and her, well, extraordinary hotness. To hell with it...I can stand to be around the dream girl from my fantasy life, and so it was, I waited, peeking through the blinds in my front window in hopes of catching her SUV pulling up. The sound of an engine idling, then turning off next door sprung me to my feet. Sure enough it was hers, so I brought my preset garbage bag outside, slowly making my way down the drive about ten feet away from her driver's door. She seemed uninterested at first, so I let the lid of the can down HARD. That got her attention and she waved and flashed that sexy, knowing smile. "Scooter! How are tricks, dear?" She said, while leaning in to retrieve a small bag from her 4-Runner. She was wearing camel-toned jodhpurs, the kind you might wear doing an equestrian event, with no possible room for underwear, and a clinging white turtle neck that was quite thin, but elegant. The exhibition of just her perfect curves, the hint of clinging lips between her legs and the unmistakable nipples showing through her ultra sexy top, were powerful images to me, and I was walking without thinking, towards her. She straightened and turned fully towards me and I couldn't help but marvel again at the incredible size and firmness of her tits, so unbelievable in their dimension over her ultra thin hips and tight girlish legs and ass. She was wearing white pumps with open toes and I could make out a small toe ring on her left second toe, so sexy. Putting her sunglasses up on her head, she grinned at me and asked if there was anything special on my mind. "Naw, just hadn't been too neighborly recently and wanted to say hello, is all", I got out. "Marvelous! Hey, my husband and his brother are going to be home soon...some sort of guy's day...I don't know, maybe a day looking at strippers or such, you know like he can't find at home...", she paused, waited for the compliment, I was of course playing the part of YesMan, so dutifully, I said, "well Sabrina, there is no stripper anywhere that looks as good as you do, so I doubt that's it." She beamed and reached out to squeeze my forearm, "aw, thanks Scooter, you really are sweet to me." She then flipped her hair that had been hanging forward, behind her shoulders, showing me her amazing chest up close, and then hooked her arm in mine and began to pull me towards her house. Uh oh. I could feel the side of her sexy breast pressing into my arm, and her hip playfully bumped along mine as we walked to her door. She smelled like rose scented oils and light fragrances, and I was starting to feel a little dizzy. She broke the silence after opening the door, saying, "hey, why don't you get comfortable in the Living room, I'm going to get rid of these stuffy clothes, and change." As she headed up her stairs, she shouted back down, "Oh, why don't you take a look at some of the pictures on the coffee table, tell me what you think, k?" I sat in their living room, feeling a little edgy, naturally. After all, I had let the wife of the man who owns this house make me cum, and was now literally waiting to see what was next on her tease calendar. I didn't wait long. In a neat stack on the table were some 3x5 pictures of a beach scene. Some people, but centered in them all, in various poses, was Sabrina, in a hot-orange string bikini and thong!! I couldn't help but thumb through them and marvel at the unbelievable tan and high rising tits she had. And a washboard stomach, sinewy thighs and calves and dental floss running up her sweet crack. Oh damn she was amazing! I felt my dick twitch looking at her. The thing that was sexy was she was acting oblivious to the camera and smiling at the people in the background staring at her. She loved her audience! "So whatcha think? Is the color good on me?" She had come up from behind me and seen me looking. "GOD YES...", I blurted much too loud and quickly. She giggled and took the stack from me, perching on the edge of the couch, one tan leg bobbing. She had changed into a tie-behind lime green halter that crossed in the front, plunging to a string in the center which showed her entire cleavage, and white teri-cloth shorts, and bare feet. I was stunned and darted my eyes between her awesome chest to her shorts, bunched up near her crotch, wondering if she wore anything below it. "So, Scooter, you enjoying the neighborhood?" she queried, as I saw her appraise me a bit, like a lion circling an antelope. "Sure...I have no complaints," I said with applied sureness. She toyed with a pendant on her neck which bumped loosely between her luscious tits, drawing my gaze, and moved to the lounge across the table from me. She sat down and crossed one leg under her, briefly, I think, giving me a glimpse of her sexy lips. I cleared my throat and sat a bit more upright. She smiled again, and kept that pendant swinging and bumping back and forth. Then she gets this mischievous look and tells me, "Scott, I have to tell you something that happened this morning...since we can share stuff, you know? And promise me, you won't tell my jealous ass husband, he'd flip." I assured her that her story was safe. "Well, like I told you, my brother is in town for a few days, and is staying with us. Normally I don't like overnight visitors, you know, it gets in the way of being free and comfortable...with or without clothes, you know?" I nodded sheepishly, and made a mental note to buy some binoculars. "So, this morning I get up to go to the bathroom, and totally forgot that we had a guest...and just walked in!" She giggled, and I saw the tits I was in love with wobble and react to her laughing. I was falling for her hard! "Well, I should tell you, I don't like to sleep in much, so I just had on a little powder blue baby doll negligee, and little thong panties—like the bikini bottoms you were staring at in the pictures—and there is William, my brother, standing at the toilet peeing!" She feigned disgust, but I could tell she wasn't through. "Scooter, his, um, thing, his cock? Oh my...it was so fucking BIG!" She giggled again, and shifted legs underneath her...another glimpse of pussy I think. I was starting to get hard over this woman again, yet right now she wasn't paying attention to that. "And here's the thing, I just stopped in my tracks, and stared down at this man meat that was double my husband's size and not even hard, and was quiet, but I could feel my nipples get hard as I looked. When I looked back up, he had stopped pissing, but he was staring right at my, well, you know Scooter, my best assets!" She hefted the bottoms of them and shook them a couple times, making me light headed. "Yeah, he was staring like that!" She said about my burning gaze at her melons. "Anyway, I look back down and his cock is jumping and twitching, stretching in seconds before my eyes, nearly reaching his knee...fuck it was hot!" She squealed this time, closing her arms together, and making my cock lurch in my shorts beginning to get noticeable. "You believe me, right?" she asked, pulling her arms away and leaning forward. "uh, er, of course Sabrina, why wouldn't I?" I answered feebly. "I mean, sure I do." "Hmmmm, you don't sound like it. I'm telling you no other man has a cock that beautiful, and it was amazing that after only seconds staring at my tits, he started to get an erection. I felt so sexy, knowing this MAN wanted me. Real men are hard to find, and I know that, believe me. Look at my husband...he can't even admit the fact that he loves looking at me exciting men, making them want me so much they, well, oh you know, Scott", she implied with a quick lick of the corner of her mouth and glance at my growing hard on. Just then I heard the sound of the front door, and two guys walked in, and Sabrina quickly introduced me as the new next door neighbor and them as Terry, her husband and William, her brother. Terry walked into the kitchen and Sabrina sidled up to William, and played with his shirt buttons and swayed side to side a bit, then he whispered something in her ear and she slapped his shoulder playfully. I felt very third wheel. William then hurried off and Sabrina whirled and smiled at me, quickly walking over to me. She leaned in, and whispered in my ear "Scooter, he told me he has jacked off three times over me already, and that I was making him run jack off a fourth time right now, seeing me in this outfit!" The whole time she was whispering, her tits were pressed into my chest, moving and squeezing their weight into me, it was so hot, but so painful, the way I was hardening in my shorts over her. She backed up and looked for the first time, straight at my cock, which was now a pretty visible ridge running down my left thigh, and slightly twitching. She smiled and leaned back in and kissed my cheek, saying, "I love how I can talk to you Scooter, without worry of you making a big deal out of it, and knowing how much you can listen objectively without thinking me too much the slut for it. I hope you don't mind, that it isn't too MUCH for you, or is it?" She said the last question almost pouting, her nipples rigid spikes at her halter top, and her fingers playing along the edges of it. "umm, of course, uh no, it's not too much, I just like...." And she interrupted..."oh GOOD! I was afraid I might run you off! With that she hugged me, pressing those glorious tits against me, but this time sliding her thigh between mind and pressing her waistline against me too. Her thigh pressed directly against my shaft making it twitch and stretch further. She let out a soft, "mmmm" in my ear and kept contact, I was now completely hard for her, and had begun to leak pre-cum. She then leaned slowly back from me, bending at the waist, keeping contact with her thigh against my crotch, looking at my eyes, which felt heavy and glassy with lust. I was twitching rampantly in my shorts, her silky skin against my cock, separated only by the material of my clothes, she HAD to feel me. "Are you OK, Scott?", she wondered, a slight grin creeping into her smile. "I'm not sure if my honesty is doing you very well, you seem more quiet than ever. Can you tell me you are ok?" She leaned back in, hard nipples scraping my chest and her thigh ever firm on my quivering cock. "I, uh, Sabrina, just...YES, anything, please don't stop talking with me, even if all I do is listen, I love it...every second of it..." I had to admit to her, I couldn't NOT have this woman around me, exciting me. "mmmmmm, that's my good Scooter...I know you have your little desires too, I feel that. And maybe one day, well, we could talk about that," she punctuated that by slightly, ever so slightly rubbing her thigh back and forth over my cock. I was on the verge...she knew it. "Tell you what, tomorrow, let's sit by the pool and have some drinks, and I'll tell you about what happens tonight...I am thinking I want to jerk off my brother...since he wants me, it's only fair, right?" "Maybe I'll let my husband "catch" me with his brother's monster cock in my sweet little hands, or...GOD, wouldn't his cock look amazing between these tits I have?" She backed up and looked down between us, separating for a second. I started to tremble a bit, and she hugged me one last time, pushing me over the edge. "Scott, I don't think my husband should see us hugging, do you? And you seem..." she stopped and raised her arms over her head pulling her hair back and emphasizing my objects of lust, "...distracted a bit." Her eyes raked me, and stopped at the cock she had controlled into cumming again, this time she pressed harder against me, and when she felt the first overpowering gush of cum filling my shorts, she giggled and shook her head, backing up and walking off. Again, I had begun to cum and was left hanging, as she went on about her vicious ways. "Terry dear! Scott is going to call it a night, he's a little tired out...", she turned glanced at my puddling cock and my fumbling hands trying to hide it, and then at me and winked, mouthing "see ... you... tomorrow..." and left the room. I tried to straighten up, and sprinted for their door, and across the lawn to my house, where I needed at least two cold showers to recover from her work. Tomorrow? Oh god, how deep can this go! A Ruthless Tease Ch. 03 Ruthless 3: Sabrina and Tequila Oh, Sabrina, how you torment me. My next door neighbor, the luscious and indescribably built woman I have now been the "victim" to twice, has captured my complete attention. I plan my days around when she may or may not leave the house, or when she might be tending to something in the back yard...but I digress. If you are joining me for the first time in this tale of Sabrina and her merciless teasing ways, you might want to catch the first two parts (Ruthless Tease and RT2)...if not, not a problem, hope you can relate and enjoy. I was staring at the note, handwritten on a pink tablet of paper, and folded into the crack of my front door when I got home from work. "Scott, bored out of my skull, and no husband to torture...drop by for a cocktail or two?" Sabrina, it was signed. And scented. Oh hell. I realized I had been re-reading it for a few minutes, my workbag still draped over my shoulder, and the door ajar. I felt the nervous rush in my blood and the imaginations of my fertile dreams dancing in my mind's eye as I pictured her...again. For those that don't know already, Sabrina, the wife of my next door neighbor, is a fantastically wicked tease, loving my desire for her...from ANY man I might add. And with her impossible body, gorgeous, huge and firm breasts that are copper-brown tanned, a waist so tiny that her tits stood out from the sides of her tiny rib cage, and a teenager's ass that is so firm and round that it looks like it would fit in one outstretched hand, it's easy to see why. Her long dark hair with auburn streaks and her smoldering eyes and full lips, were only complimented by her sexy tongue piercing and belly piercing which she always showed off. Maybe this was the time it would be more than a tease? Perhaps that was all just an intricate foreplay designed by her to get the lust at a fever pitch before giving in? But to tease me so much...so ruthlessly, until I could not control myself and squirted huge ropes of cum into my pants...all with her knowing eyes watching...well, maybe I was really dreaming after all. The only thing I knew for sure: I was absolutely going to see her every chance I had. Period. Frankly, I was more than a little excited by the idea. Perhaps with the mewling husband out of the way, I could receive the direct attention of this sexual force all to myself! I hurried into the living room, dropped my bag and darted upstairs to change. Some loose fitting khaki pants, a light polo shirt and sandals and I was ready for what she might bring. I grabbed a bottle of tequila, and zipped next door, clearing my throat and pressing the buzzer. Seconds later the door opened, and there she was in a towel! I lost some concentration, as her hair was wet and dripping on her shoulders and down her unbelievable cleavage. The way her forearm was pressed to them made her breasts look even bigger...amazing. "Got any salt and lime?" I said. "Sure Scooter...come on in and make comfy! I'm going to dry this mop of mine and I'll be right down. Horrid day at the gym today...ugh...men!" She was off and bounding up the stairs at the last comment. I put the tequila on the coffee table and tried to act comfortable on the couch waiting for my dream woman to come back in. I never know just what she is going to do to me, only that it will surely dominate my every fantasy for weeks to come. I was totally on edge. When she came back down she was in a neon green bikini top that was BARELY there, and a matching thong bottom, covered with a sexy gauze sarong which was wrapped low on her hips showing her sexy tummy to its fullest. The top was a miracle in Lycra. I think MINI is too big. This was mini-mini. And the contrast of the green on her perfect tan was devastating, not to mention her firm tits were capped by irresistible nipples that were hard under the thin top. I was in trouble...but I loved it. "Let's catch up in the hot tub, I'll bring some limes and salt...want beer too?" she offered. "Absolutely, and yes, please", I came back. When she turned to walk away, I was hypnotized by the sight of her perfect ass bouncing playfully in her thong, clearly visible through the transparent wrap. She had never looked so sexy, and I imagined her on the beach, oiling herself and watching the world fall in lust with her. Powerful sexy woman. "I'm over here!" I heard her say around the corner, towards the back of the house. I found the rear door and saw her heading toward a beautiful sunken hot tub, clouds of steam rising above it. She set the beer and limes down and turned towards me, arms folded, one hand playing with the dangling gem on her necklace that kept falling between her luscious tits. "So what are you going to wear?" she asked. Oh crap! I had not thought of that. "uh...well", I stammered. She grinned and slowly walked towards me, rolling her hips. I tried not to look, but my eyes danced across her amazing curves. "Well, Scooter, I guess you could peel off those pants and that shirt and jump in before I look...", she was now close enough to smell (rose petals and coconut cream). "But maybe that might be inappropriate, right?" She pouted a little and I think I got a bit dizzy. "Well, Sabrina, I think.." I wanted to grab her so badly, just one time. "No, Scott, you might get the wrong idea about me, you being naked and all. I know we are friends, but maybe that would put to much pressure on us, yes?" I was watching in awe as her nipples hardened even further, and she did nothing to hide their arousal. "I have an idea...open our beers and I'll be right back!" I fumbled with the beers, and poured two shots of tequila into the glasses she had brought out, and cut us some lime wedges. Taking a big gulp of beer I slowly calmed myself a bit. Damn she was hot, and I always seemed to lose it! I can't tell if it is how sexy she is, or the fact she KNOWS I want her that gets me so aroused...to hell with it...I love it either way. "Here you go Scooter," her voice was right in my left ear, tickling me there. I stood upright and was about to turn around, when she said, "hold on...let me see something." She then pressed up behind me, squashing her tits firmly into my back. I could feel their weight and feel them flatten into me, then she brought both of her arms around my waist from behind, holding some light blue swim shorts. She then held them in front of my crotch and "tested" the size against me, still whisper-talking in my ear. "My husband is a bit smaller than you Scooter, but these fit him big" as she stretched the material across my waist, covering my hardening groin. With one arm she held the waistline against mine, and with the other she pretended to be flattening the material and brushing away folds and wrinkles. In actuality it was brushing and rubbing right across the cock that I was trying to keep from getting too hard in front of her...again. "Is this OK, Scott?", she asked still brushing the growing bulge under her hand. "Um, yes...ok, I think," I managed to say. With that she giggled, backed away from me and said, "good! Then slip off your stuff and slide these on, and no one will be the wiser, yes?" I was in a bit of a bind, a good half hardon trying to jut out from my pants, and this dream vision doing her best to get me that way, AND I was supposed to strip and change. She read my mind: "Is it embarrassing to change in front of a woman Scott?" She was biting a lime and knocking back a tequila as she smiled at me and questioned my braveness. One eyebrow was arched in challenge. "Well, no, of course not...just didn't want to offend you, Sabrina..." I thought it sounded good. "Then get in the shorts and join me, silly! I won't watch you showing your thing, I'm getting in myself." She turned only sideways, showing me her amazing tits and began to undo her wrap. I was trying to hurry through the strip and change as fast as possible, but the view was killing me. The wrap dropped to the ground and she bent to get it and lay it over a chair, and watching her tits spill out of the top of her suit was an incredible sight. Then she put a band around her long hair, arms overhead, making them dance and wiggle under my view. Quickly pulling up the shorts, I realized that even these were kind of small, and there was no lining in them either. This was going to put my situation on even brighter display. I'm sure she knew that all along. Before jumping in, I grabbed my tequila shot, threw it back and took my beer to the tub and sank in, relishing the heat AND the coverage. "So, Scooter, let me tell you what happened at the gym today...fucking pigs...I showed them though." She was agitated, but lost nothing in the hot department. The water line was slicing her right at the nipples, which would bounce above it every once in a while, and let me see her glorious tits, sexy neck and shoulders. "There I am doing my own thing, my 30 minutes on the stationary bike, and I can see these three guys wandering around behind me, faking like they were looking for weights. I know what they were looking at all right, I could see them!" She wiped some moisture from under her eyes and she then darted a glance at me. Seeing me looking directly at her eyes seemed to soften her...for a moment. Then she went back to her story, and I, of course, basked in the presence of the hottest body on earth, and tried to not get too hard over it. "So, this one guy, who apparently doesn't know how mirrors work, grabs his crotch, you know? Like he is horny for me. I mean, I know that happens, I actually like that men want me, think about me after I have walked by...whatever. But this was different, it was like he was playing macho to his friends and I didn't know any better." She smiled then, and took a swig of beer. "That's when I decided to teach him a little bitty lesson about the fairer sex." She then looked at me, still smiling, and tilted her head a bit...damn she knew how to get to me. I was starting to really get hard being this close to her, and hearing another one of her sexy tales always gets to me too. "Hey Scott, can you pour us two more shots please?" she asked with a twist in her grin, and a quick lick of her lower lip, breasts still bouncing and visible. If I got out, in these wet, unlined light shorts, as I was now, it would be very obvious how I was reacting to her. But I couldn't NOT do as she asked, so I tried to jump up quickly and walk away from her to the table. "Wow, those shorts are a bit small on you, aren't they?", she asked. I poured our two shots and tried to walk back without much notice, but I could see the outlined ridge of my cock as it was trying to press down my thigh, and knew she would see it too. Ah well, nothing I can do about it now. "And it looks as if it fits you a bit tight through the middle, yes?", she was looking directly at my crotch, which made me twitch. Her grin flicked a notch bigger and she said she was ready for her shot. I waded through the water to hand it to her, and she stood to receive it, putting her right in front of me, and her wet, sexy chest inches from mine, but her tummy brushed against my dick making her back away quickly and smile at me. "To pleasant dreams, asleep OR awake," she toasted, and sat back down, straightening her straps on her top. This knocked me backwards to my seat and I thought I could see part of her nipple showing at the edge...damn! I had to reach underwater and straighten my pained cock, so it could stretch freely as it rose to its full length. She saw the movement and shifted slightly closer to me along the wall. "So Scooter, let me finish what happened today. I am now finished with the bike, and slowly got off the seat and looked directly at the rude bastard who had rubbed himself behind my back. What he hadn't seen was I was wearing just a thin white tank top, you know, with the big holes for arms and neck?" She showed me how low the top went with her fingers along her neckline, watching me watch her. "Now, I know how much attention these babies get in public," she said as she grabbed both tits in her hands and bounced them, causing me to sigh slightly. "So, I arched my back, like this," she demonstrated, it was brutal. Her tits thrust up, cleavage so deep, and nipples screaming to be sucked, "and pretended to stretch. He had stopped laughing with his friends and I saw him staring right at them!" She giggled, still rubbing her breasts inadvertently, softly. I was now rock hard and throbbing over her at this point, and I'm sure she saw the lust in my eyes as she continued. "I knew I had him then. He swallowed hard, and I saw his crotch start to bulge a little. I thought, let's show this fuck how to really rub himself in public! I love when I know a man is in over his head with me, and that I can make his cock do whatever I want! I walked over slowly to him, lifting the edge of my tank top to pat my moist lips and cheeks, showing him my firm tummy. That got him good Scott!!" She then smiled at me and touched my arm, like a lightning bolt on my skin. "I bet!" I managed to blurt out, feeling the head of my cock edging out the bottom of the shorts, and staring at her breasts. "Mmmmm, can you picture the scene, Scooter?" She was raking her nails on my arm and my right hand had to try to cover my throbbing cock. She saw my arm go under water, smiled and began again. "So, right there in front of his buddies, I walked right up to him, got about this close..." she stood and walked between my legs, her thighs brushing mine, and me looking up through the cleavage I loved to cum over so much. "...and said, hey bud, ever even see a woman with tits this hot before? And I stretched the top of my tank out and away, making him crane his head forward trying to steal a look at my sexy nipples." She leaned in towards me, the first time I think that I was able to directly stare at my objects of pure lust, her thighs pressuring mine. I had not a chance to think about the way it looked, and grabbed my cock head and squeezed it while staring at her body. "uhhh, Sabrina, I ummm" was all I got out. She smiled and said, "hey, I'm just telling a story here, are you paying attention, or just turning into the guy from the gym??" She leaned back and looked into the water, where she could clearly see I had a hold of my cock. I was frozen there. She looked back at me and slowly ran her fingernails in circles around her nipples. "So the guy swallows hard and can't even answer me! But his dick sure did, it was rock hard and sticking sideways, throbbing over these titties, and my sexy little tease. I wanted to go for the kill, Scott, because nothing is hotter than making a man want me, and getting his cock to shoot for me without doing anything but being sexy. Do you know what I mean, Scooter?" I couldn't take it anymore, so I moved my hand along my length slowly once, then a second time. Her eyes flicked toward my situation and then she went on. "So I stepped up right against his body...he could feel my tits on his chest, my tummy pressed against where his cock was hard and trapped, and I felt him twitch in lust...like this Scott." She pulled me to standing, making me drop my aching cock, and leaned in against me. Forgive me, but I would sell my soul to feel that body against me all the time. "Mmmmmm, good re-enactment Scott, glad you enjoy talking with me as much as I do..." She was cooing in my ear and my dick was thumping with my heartbeat against her firm tummy, her tits pressed in to me. "So in his ear I said: so little stud...you going to show my tits what that cock could pour onto them? Hmmmm? Or can't you do a little girl a favor by squirting your load out for me...you want to make me happy, right? Right then, Scott, I moved a little bit side to side...poor guy wanted me soooo much!" She giggled and demonstrated on my tortured groin, making me almost shudder and climax, but pulled back slightly, and looking down at my swollen, exposed cockhead, it dripping precum wildly, and pushed her tits together and licked her lips. "OH jesus, damn..." I said and grabbed my cock in hand and began jacking off right in front of my sexy tease neighbor. I could not help myself. She looked from my eyes to my cock, and I saw her look of satisfaction as I went over the edge. With a scream, I began to unleash torrent after torrent of sperm, all over my hand, my stomach and arms, never letting my eyes leave her neon green bikini top, barely holding back her sexy tits. When I subsided, I felt a wave of embarrassment and shame sweep over me, as I was a spermed mess, and was reduced to jacking off in front of my neighbor because of her teasing story. She was leaning back and massaging her breasts and watching my cock pulse over her. I sank back down into the water and she finally looked me back in my eyes. "That's what little stud did in the gym...my tits and tease made him jerk his silly cock off into his shorts, shooting a big load right in front of his buddies. I walked away before he could speak...feeling like the lesson had been learned well." She looked back at my dick under water, and saw I was still fairly hard...something I personally was not surprised by. "Are you ok over there Scooter? Looks like you got a little out of control there, eh? My story got to you that much? Maybe I'll be more careful when I talk to you about my little incidents." She pouted at me again, causing me to twitch. "I mean, I thought we were friends...that I could trust that. But if you fantasize about me, maybe I should be more careful? Do you? Do you think of me when you are alone and horny? Do you masturbate over me...over my body, Scott?" I was in a tough spot...lie and she might keep talking with me, but then again, she might know it's a lie and toss me out. Tell the truth and she might do the same. I decided on the truth. "I can't lie to you Sabrina, I do fantasize about you. You are perfect to me, the most amazing woman I've ever seen or known." "And you masturbate while thinking of dirty things about me?" She said, now sitting up straight. "Yes. I came five times one day after seeing you in your red halter top and white shorts, Sabrina...I've never been more excited by a woman...ever!" I was in uncharted territory, and was barely breathing. "Hmmm. I do like the way you look at me...like you have never seen a woman you want so...desperately..." She lingered on that word. I was dying and at the same time growing excited all over again. She saw the look cross my eyes. "Are you getting hot over me again? Didn't that jerkoff settle you down at all? Wow, you really do love my body, don't you?" She giggled, stood up and came close to me. I throbbed to full erection again, seeing her body rise out of the water, so like a dream. Standing between my legs again, and looking down at my twitching rod, and lust-filled eyes, she thought for a second, then pulled me standing once again. My naked dick was thrilled to feel her tummy skin to skin, and throbbed wildly. She pulled me towards her and for one second I tasted her lips, her tongue and fell headlong in love with Sabrina. She broke the kiss and ran a fingernail along the length of my cock, and closed her hand around the end briefly, saying "but Scooter, you know I'm a married woman, and my kink is the tease. Can you stand that my horny little boy? I could let you into that world, but I will never...hear me on this...change. I like to make men want me. I like to own their lust. Cocks that get hard for me, well, they flatter me. Like your sweetly hard cock does right now." With that she kissed me quickly again, and began to climb out of the tub, grabbing a towel and drying the body I would die to have. She looked back at me, now absently jacking off to her again, and watched as I shot another ribbon of cum from my dick. She mouthed a big "O" and licked her lips, then smiled and walked off with her beer. A Ruthless Tease Ch. 03 "Can you clean up the little mess you left and see yourself out Scooter, thanks!" She was almost in the house when she turned and said, "My husband is gone all week, and I so desperately wanted to shop for some new shoes and tops at the mall, would you want to tag along, and help give me some opinions?" she said this while watching a strand of cum drip off my dick into the tub and smiling at me. "Of course Sabrina...I'd love to...." She twirled and took my heart into the house with her. A Ruthless Tease Ch. 04 Chapter 4: Sabrina at the Mall I know it's been a while, but it seems the world of Sabrina has been a little overwhelming and the feedback was too positive to not revisit. If you want to read the first three, you will certainly have a deeper understanding of Sabrina, the Ruthless Tease, but if not, it's not necessary to follow her on this adventure. Enjoy the wicked ways... This was getting difficult to control. Sabrina had seen me...seen my lust for her, and let me swim in it, relish it, devour it. It devoured me too. From the first day when she wickedly teased me with her incredible body until I came in a flood of cum in my shorts, to today, a day that I had been dreading and longing for these last 48 hours. You see, I was now completely at her mercy, but without control over the ability to change that. I loved her and hated her all at the same time! The last time I'd been near Sabrina, she had expertly teased me to the point of my pulling my cock in front of her TWICE, until I came, unable to deny how hot she makes me. You would understand if you could see her. She is just a few inches shorter than me at 5' 10" tall, with hair that is a deep dark brown, with streaks of auburn throughout. She has a six-pack tummy with the cutest piercing, and long, velvet legs that are so firm and silky that they are impossible to forget. But her tiny waist and high school girl's-size ass are in total contrast to an absolutely huge pair of sexy tits that defy logic and desire. Deep, tanned cleavage kills any self-control you may have, and the almost porcelain-smooth skin of her face begs you to feel her lips, her neck. But her absolute sex appeal is her dirty, vicious cock-teasing mind. She has an appetite for lust, seeing it consume a "victim" and watching the eventual meltdown as the total testament to her power. And I am stuck...stuck in the role of cocktease victim. It's exciting and amazing and unbelievable. And I was about to embark on another journey into the web of desire that Sabrina spins. The secret was no more, I had blatantly admitted I masturbated over her all the time, and she had told me I could be a cocktease outlet for her...as long as I never changed the status quo. Look—Listen—Lust. And today was going to be new frontier. Her husband, a devout wimp already given over to his wife's wicked ways, was gone, and Sabrina needed her outlet. She needed something profoundly erotic, and I was going to fill that role...God help me! Late last night I had received an email from her: "...Hi Scooter, I hope we're still on for tomorrow. I really am quite the ghetto girl these days, and need some new shoes. And my body is just ripping out of the tops I bought last summer, so I need some more, and with my new neighbor so willing to show his appreciation, I thought you might be the perfect someone to help me with my wardrobe. Oh, and Scott, we understand each other, right? Just help me shop, and you are bound to see some very exciting scenery...and maybe even more. I hope they still have the same young stud at the shoe store that they did last season, OH MY...see you at 1pm at the food court!" So there I was, sipping my soda and adjusting myself in my shorts as I waited to see her. Pretty crowded day, second floor food court at the local mall, my chair facing the escalators, when I spotted her. One leg cocked to the side on the step above her, khaki shorts cuffed to just below her sexy pussy, and a teal colored tank top that was a size large on her, but I'll be damned if she wasn't wearing a bra...huge nipples sticking brazenly out of the material, and sunglasses, no doubt so she could watch everyone stare at her. Damn she was hot! I always go through the same amazement when I see her. It truly is that overwhelming, knowing you will never again, and never have before, seen anyone as sexy, or as downright fuckable EVER. I knew I was in over my head, but I loved the swim! The escalator slid her out onto the second floor, and she turned and scanned the court. Countless men stopped walking, or craned as they went by to memorize her every curve. She spotted me and smiled—a small, expecting smile—and came towards me, stopping next to my chair as I stood, and leaned in offering her cheek for me to kiss. I did, and smelled her soft lilac-powdered skin and herbal fragranced hair, my eyes flitting down the unbelievable view of her breasts moving under their thin layer. I had a brief dizzy breath, then sat down with a quick thud and watched her mold into the chair opposite me, her legs crossed and poised sideways into the aisle. "...Happy to see me neighbor?" she asked. "You know I am...always am. You er, look so, well, lovely Bree." I stammered a bit, but meaning every word. "Awwww, Scooter, you know I love that you appreciate me! So have you recovered from our Hot Tub party yet? You were quite the zealous observer.... poor guy." "I'm recovered, but I don't think I'll ever forget it...embarrassed or not, I can't help but love being around you..." I was feeling a little bolder due to the public setting and thankfully had not sprouted a huge hardon yet! She chuckled and licked her lips, leaning forward on the table with her elbows, making an awesome scene with her tits pressed together. "Oh Scott, are you truly ok with this? I mean, I'm a married woman you know, and I won't fuck you...at least I don't see any time SOON that I would...and I know how, well, disturbed you get when I tease your poor cock. I love it of course, but..." She was baiting me. She smiled at me and raised her sunglasses so I could look into her bluish-violet eyes, knowing eyes that held a delicious power beneath their glassy gaze. "Yes, Bree...I'm ok with this. If I must wait days to see you, or only get to fantasize about you, I would not change a thing. Sometimes though...well, I just wish..." I could only trail off as we knew what I wished had no relevance to her. She leaned back in her chair, her great rack moving and heaving as she hit the back of the chair, causing me to quickly glance at them and feel a surge in my crotch. She giggled, said "...ok Scooter, enough of you staring at my tits...I need some shoes and I know just where we will go for them...ready?" "Yep!" And with that we stood, and for a few minutes, the world thought I was with the hottest woman on the planet...and they were right...to an extent! We walked a few doorfronts down the mall until we came across a specialty shoe store, whose window displays ranged from full thigh-high boots to lacey strapped sandals to outrageous 10 inch high pumps! Sabrina passed me on the way in to the store and I stared longingly at her perfect round ass as she walked in front. I could make out the sides of her tits with each step; it was devastating. We spent about ten minutes walking the aisles, her picking up various shoes and making small talk with me, when she said, "there HE is!" She pointed to a young guy, maybe 19-20 years old, moving boxes towards a back employee entrance. "Let's just say I KNOW he likes me! Last time I was here I think he lost about a billion brain cells and just as many sperm cells! He has the sweetest, thickest cock Scooter. I'll show you how your little cocktease makes the men spill their juice for her...stay here and watch." With that she moved in next to me and looked at me and smiled, her thigh between my legs and her fingernail dragged over my dick, making it twitch. "Careful little stud...I want you to see my performance.... let me know if you think I'm sexy enough to cum for, ok?" She giggled again, turned around and then feigned a need for a low shelf shoe, brushing her ass against my cock, which was rampantly beginning to harden. She glanced at me over her shoulder and moved away towards the fitting area. I wanted to move behind an aisle so my predicament wouldn't be so obvious, but not only would I not be able to see or hear as well, I just knew that Sabrina would be disappointed if I was not within sight of her, or better yet, if my COCK was not in her sights. I saw the kid notice her and he immediately flushed red in the cheeks—yeah, I know how you feel stockboy. He nearly capsized an aisle display rushing to greet her, as she slowly raised her sunglasses to pull her hair back over her head. She dangled her pinky finger at the corner of her mouth, occasionally smiling and blinking, but all the while her incredible tits were on full display, hard nipples screaming to be sucked. She then tucked her arm in the guys arm and led him to the display right next to me! I acted a little flustered but pretended to be interested in something else as I heard her say, "...do you have anything new and sexy for me today Tommy?" She had turned her profile to him and he was blatantly staring at her body. She knew this but let him stare for a bit. "I'm feeling a bit down today, and want something that will make men take notice, ok? Find me something and help me put them on will you dear?" With that she turned directly towards him and moved up close, whispering something in his ear. He smiled huge, and rushed off, leaving me alone with her for the moment. "I told him that I was embarrassed to have forgotten to wear any panties, but that I trusted him to be a gentleman while helping me! He was already hard Scott--damn his cock is thick! Poor kid will blister himself jacking off by the time I'm done with him!" She quickly glanced at my firm ridge and smiled, then twirled to go sit in a fitting chair. She looked fucking amazing sitting there, legs crossed, arms on the armrests, back straight, her tits were just incredible, and this knowing look with a slight grin letting me know she was enjoying the tease...even its early stages. Just then Stockboy came back with about six boxes of shoes! Sabrina looked at me, then at his crotch, then back at me and mouthed "w...o...w". I was sick jealous, but couldn't do anything about it! I only stretched harder in my pants over her. Her nipples were truly huge at this point and straining hard as Tommy sat down in front of her. She lifted her leg so he could remove her sandal, and after doing so, I saw her foot go between his legs and his head tilted back. DAMN, she was giving him a foot job right there in front of me and anyone else who wanted to look. Just then she glanced at me and pulled her leg out from between his, grinning. Then, offering her other leg to him, she nodded for me to come closer to her. As he slid the sandal off her foot and her sexy toes again rested in his lap, I tried to walk casually closer to her. "Baby! Come over here sweety!" She called out to me smiling widely, foot still caressing his lap. "Scotty, come sit by me and give me your opinion, won't you?" This was torture...now I had to watch her fondle some strange cock, while mine twitched and lusted for her? As I sat next to her, Tommy was oblivious. She looked right at my throbbing dick and licked her lips, nodding her head towards her working foot. I could see her toes tightening along the side of what looked like a can of tennis balls! It was freakish, and SO clearly visible, the outline of the head, the telltale wet spot growing under her moves. She whispered, "I told you so!" I was miserable and yet so turned on it was unbelievable! "Tommy baby, can I try something on? My boyfriend would like to see what I look like before he buys anything," she said with a wink at me and a pointed lick of her lower lip. At that Tommy looked up, nervous, but unable to hide the camel cock he had just been foot-jobbed by. "Is that too much trouble Tommy?" She asked with a pout. "Er, no Ma'am, I mean, jeez lady, I'm...well..." he couldn't quite finish. "What is the matter, come here and stand up baby" she leaned forward to the edge of her seat right next to me, forcing him to stand right in front of us. She looked at his cock and made an audible "aaahhhh", as she looked up past it to his sweating face. She then looked at me and smiled wider and said, "Baby, see what a sweet cock he has? I'm afraid I made it all angry and hard, but I can wait if he needs to go and jack it off a time or two...it's only fair. And I thought he only loved my titties, but I guess he loves my little toes too, don't you sweet boy?" He was dying. I saw his cock throb at her nasty words and she only loved it more. Suddenly he rushed away, cursing. I of course was near passing out with lust for Sabrina, which she knew. "See, this is why you are perfect teasing company...you don't need to run to a bathroom and jerk off over me every few minutes! Or do you Scooter? Do my titties and sexy little body make you need to spill cum for me?" I didn't know how to answer. I wanted desperately to jerk off for her, to spill cum for her. But I wanted the day to go on, so I just nodded. "Poor baby...has Bree got your cock all wicked gooey for her?" She reached between my legs and felt my iron-hard cock as it jumped in her hand almost shooting a load on the spot. "Ooooh, I better be careful...looks like you have a problem there!" She stood and started to walk out, leaving me gasping a bit. I jumped up, a spectacle in wet spot and hardon, and followed her back out into the mall. Catching up to her I said, "Hey, don't you want those shoes?" "Nah, he was too easy today. I'll come back tomorrow or the next day when he won't be shooting off so fast." She turned and looked at me, saying, "Don't worry baby, I'll tell you everything about the pretty, fat cock that wants me, afterwards!" I swallowed hard and hated myself for being that obvious. "OK, first things first, I need to get these beauties some attention!" She was lightly caressing her tits from the outside of her top. I, of course tried to not stare: failed. She then headed to a place called Outrageous Sands, a beachwear specialty store. Oh God, don't tell me! I was now beginning to wonder how in the hell her husband even survived the life he had. I had only been with her three times before, and I was dying. Bouncing into the brightly lit boutique, I was surrounded by beach music and headless mannequins with the same overwhelming feature: Huge Busts! This store specialized in the large-breasted woman, but not because of weight issues! We're talking about a select group of woman who are fit and hot, but over the top IN the top: Strippers, Trophy Wives, and Hot Married Women...etc. And what immediately got Sabrina going was the fact that the store was training two new people. One, a pretty, busty girl about 22 or so, and the other a fairly young, maybe 24 year-old guy. Sabrina turned to me, pressed close so she trapped my cock against her and said, "oh Scooter...this is perfect! My tits, my body, that guy's poor cock...he's as good as mine!" I groaned at the contact and the pang of jealousy. "What, Scott...not into this anymore?" And with that she held my face in her hands and kissed me quickly...just a brief taste of lips and tongue, my cock raging to full hardness against her. "Thought so..." she said confidently as she broke the kiss. She then turned and wiggled that ass towards the guy trainee. He had been looking down, but when Sabrina approached the counter, letting her breasts sit on the ledge, her pretty nails drumming on the Formica, he looked up and I swear stopped breathing and swallowed...hard! Even Sabrina seemed surprised at his drop jawed look, saying, "Are you ok...um...Willie?" looking at the guys nametag. "Uh, er, well yes I um..." He began blushing furiously, and looked ready to pass out. Yep, I feel you Willie...not easy being in her sights is it? "Well Willie, thank you, I think!" She giggled...he was toast. Then, twirling a finger in her hair and acting oblivious to the wet dream she was forming in his head, asked, "...where is your NEW rack Willie? I need a good rack to play with...you know?" Mean bitch. She waited while he processed thoughts other than jacking off and fucking in his mind. "West corner of the showroom floor, white wall to the center aisle..." he managed. "Mmmhuh? Can you show me please? Besides I'd like a man's opinion anyway if you don't mind that is?" She then backed up a bit, her tits sliding off the counter ledge and bobbing there for a minute, while Sabrina smiled slyly. He was staring, and not just staring like rude staring. Like mind-burning lust staring. She had to be in hog heaven. He then moved out from behind the counter, and like a trained dog I glanced at the crotch he was trying to hide, and sure enough, a full blown hardon was curving out from his lap, nothing he could do about it but try and race to the display aisles. Sabrina quickly appeared beside me and was extremely excited. "He is SO hot for me Scooter...did you see? Damn, I want to see that poor cock shoot it's load for little me! I'm so fucking HOT right now I almost want to fuck him!" You could have knocked me over with a pea. She was too hot to slow down, saying, "Oh baby, you know how HOT it would be to see my sweet little pussy stretched by a hard cock? Or maybe shooting cum all over these tits you love so much?" Angry, horrible lust filled me. I DID want to see that. Even in the absence of wanting to be the one she was with, I wanted to see her every inch. She then kissed me deep and gave me her tongue to suck, and ground her luscious body against me making me almost cum. Smiling and realizing my desire was about to erupt, she backed up and stared at my obvious discomfort and wetness, saying "Oh Scooter you really do love me don't you..." Sadly, yes. Turning, she went sexily away towards the "new Rack" of summer wear. I followed, as I know she wanted, and saw Willie nervously picking through the items. He lifted one Dental Floss bikini into the air, and Bree giggled, breathing "oh Willie, are you trying to get me raped on the beach? This won't hold these sexy tits in place for more than a half second!" This of course made him look right at her glorious tits, tanned, teasing and ready to be spermed. His eyes almost seemed to go half-shut as he drug his gaze away from them. She was going for the kill, and I was right there with her. Grabbing a virtually transparent wrap, she went to the dressing stall and pulled the curtain ALMOST all the way closed. Willie was unable to stay away, pretending to not look yet continuing to peek at the crack in the curtain. I heard her call him over, so I moved to a spot that would allow me to see them both. She had put on the see-through top, and tied it in back, leaving her nipples and tits completely visible. I raged harder than ever and I saw her staring back at Willie whose arm had disappeared in front of him and his shoulder was rhythmically moving...Christ! He was jacking himself off right there! Just then Sabrina looked over his shoulder at me and implied I should come closer to see. As I got within sight, she just kept her eyes locked on mine, going back and forth between my eyes and my engorged cock. She had driven us both over the edge with lust...just as she wanted. BUT, now I could see her tits—the object of my desire for so long—mere inches from this stranger. And then she did it, slowly she took his head in her arms, and led his face between them. His cock was stuck out from his pants and his hand was furiously jacking his dick. All the while watching me, she mouthed "stroke it for me baby..." as she let this asshole taste and bite her tits. I barely had time to give in, to rub my cock through my pants when the guy buckled and moaned and began sperming all over my sexy Sabrina's tummy and legs. Damn! She was looking at my cock as she got covered in his cum, and I lost it, shooting ribbons of cum down my leg as my hand massaged my aching hardon. Her smile couldn't have been more pure, more genuine. In my own "victim" role, I was giving her supreme pleasure, as one she KNEW wanted her above no one else, period. The sperm she was covered by was just part of the scene, designed to further my depth of want, my need for her.