Page 27 of Tease Me

Jackson did as he was told, and the tools on his belt jingled as he sat down. His erection looked even bigger now, protruding up between his legs like a powerful tool. I shone the flashlight on his hard-on, bathing it in a pool of light. This attractive, funny man sure was a surprise.

“Stay,” I commanded, and using the flashlight as my guide, I went to the closet and plucked the hotel’s waffle weave bathrobe from the hanger. As I walked back to him, I undid the belt and let the rest of the fabric fall to the floor.

Threading the belt between my fingers, I returned to my plaything.

“Put your hands behind you.”

Jackson didn’t hesitate, and he pushed his hands through the bars in the back of the chair. His excited breathing filled the room as I tied the belt to his wrists and then secured him to the chair.

“Okay?” I’d only tied up one guy before, and it’d been a pathetic attempt to hold back that Casanova. Hopefully, I did a better job this time.

“Yes.” Jackson wriggled his fingers, maybe showing me I hadn’t cut off his circulation.

I stepped around to the front of him, shone the light on his groin, and trailed my fingers up his masterpiece. His cock bounced, and he sucked the air in through his teeth. My insides curled with his reaction. I twirled my finger around the head of his cock, and a small bubble of semen bulged from the slit.

Gathering his cum with my finger, I spread it around his crown, giving his cock a glorious sheen. A deep, manly groan tumbled from Jackson’s throat, and his cock swelled even larger.

The pool of light intensified my focus, drawing my attention to just one aspect of this horny man. It was an exquisite pleasure to offer his manhood my undivided attention. Yet I wanted some of that action, too. I was torn between doing the sensible thing of distracting him while I fixed my wig situation and satisfying my greedy clit by driving my fingers into myself.

Maybe I could do both.

I wriggled out of what was left of my panties, and for a little tease, I dragged them across his face. Jackson inhaled sharp and quick, and that simple move set glorious pulses through my insides. I spread my legs and drove my finger into myself, grinding it over my clit with ferocious intensity.

The light beam flickered up and down over my horny prisoner as I bobbed up and down in time to my thrusts. An orgasm peaked quickly, and I cried out as glorious shudders shot through me like a rocket. My hot juices trickled onto my hands and down my legs as I bent my knees to draw out the final shudders.

This flashlight thing was brilliant.

“Holy. . . Wow!” Jackson’s comment brought my attention back to him. Even in this minimal light, his smile was magnificent, cutting through the darkness like a beacon.

“Your turn,” I said.

“Yes, please.” His eagerness was an incredible aphrodisiac.

I wrapped my fingers around his giant rod and pumped it up and down just once. He moaned, and his cock throbbed in my hand. I couldn’t recall ever feeling that before.

It’s fucking magnificent.

I made the move again, gliding my fingers over the soft skin and squeezing the solid beast beneath. He bulged again, and, oh my god, my insides started tingling again. I twisted my hand slightly as I manipulated from the base of his cock to the tip of his crown, and with each pump, he bulged.

I increased my speed.

“Fuck.” He clenched his jaw.

I kept pumping.

“Yes!” He roared, and a stream of white cum shot from the slit in his crown.

Holy smokes—that was the sexiest thing ever . . . it almost looked luminous in this light. I continued pumping as he shot his semen over his upper thigh again and again.

He softened beneath my touch, and I removed the flashlight beam from his groin. But I wasn’t finished yet; my pulsing clit wanted attention now. I swapped the flashlight over, and using my left hand so I didn’t get his semen near me, I parted my legs and drove my finger into my wet folds again.

It was awkward and uncoordinated with my left hand, but it didn’t matter; I was ready to burst, and seconds later, I cried out as I tipped over restraint and into heaven. Driving shudders shot through me like firecrackers as my juices pulsed onto my hand. It seemed like an eternity before the ecstasy that gripped me let go, and I was still gasping for air when I opened my eyes again.

In the glow from the window, I could barely make out Jackson’s features, yet the smile on his face dominated, showing off perfect white teeth that practically glowed in the dark.

“Wow.” His voice was a throaty whisper.

“Wow.” I agreed. My sizzling electrician sure was a lovely surprise.

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