Cocktease. Robert was sick and tired of having to run out of the building after school, get into his car and break every traffic law on the way home so he could rub one out. Most teachers stayed an hour or so after school to grade papers and plan the agenda for the following day, but Robert didnt. She was a cocktease, plain and simple. But today was the straw that broke the camels back. Scarlett had sashayed into the room, hypnotizing the entire room with the confident rhythm of her legs. She was wearing a short black and white plaid skirt and a tight black sweater. Those hideous black Ugg boots that girls were so fond of adorned her feet and black pantyhose clung to

"Do you like that I am a cocktease, part of the Darkness you crave? Are you yet feeling ecstasy?" She walks to the table and picks up two long, brightly colored feathers. She caresses my neck and face with one and brings the other through my crotch, stimulating my balls. This is the beginning of Lucifers dance. All parts of my body are touched, repeatedly yet differently. "Lucifer, oh, my God, Lucifer, oh, Jesus, Lucifer, Stop! Dont stop! Stop! Dont stop!" I repeat over and over, my cock twitching every few seconds as the feather tickles my scrotum. She occasionally blows on me, her warm breath puckering my skin. She puts one of the feathers back and kneels in front of

"Wouldnt want to start enjoying yourself so early on in the evening would we now, my little cocktease?" "Of course not, Sir," she giggled. She loved how much fun they seemed to have without even trying. "Now, before we start, I want you to recite to me what was in the e-mail I sent you last night." She thought hesitantly as she racked her brain. She didnt know she was going to be quizzed before heading out to the playground. "My body is yours to do with as you wish. My tight, wet pussy is yours. My cherry ass is yours. My pretty tits are yours. My warm, heavenly mouth is yours. I am your little fucktoy, painslut, come-loving Pet and I am to obey your every wish and

"Because you are a fucking cocktease. Whenever we would go out a bunch of us, I could see you looking at me like you needed me to fuck you. Right in front of your boyfriend you would stare at my dick lump. Dont fucking deny it, or Ill slap you silly. You fucking whores are all the same. You pretend virtue, but you secretly want every dick you can get. Okay now, lets get this show on the road. We need to make sure you are good enough for Milos. Hes so fucking shy, he wont come out and say what he wants and deserves. So lets strip the bitch and see what he is getting." They undressed her. They held her down and took off all her clothing until she was totally

What Bela had in mind, without knowing the exact term back then, was being a "cocktease". She had planned to make Chandan think she was going to flash him. That would make him stop what he was doing and come running to her. And then she would laugh at him, close the window and revel in his annoyance at being left hanging. Instead, she was the one annoyed. Chandan had played her perfectly. Bela fumed for a while, and then opened the window again. She saw that he was done sweeping, and was standing a distance away smoking. When she opened the window, he looked at her for a moment and then looked away. Bela stood there, waiting for Chandan to say something. But he was not

"Im a cocktease?" Jamie nodded. "Ill show you how much of a cocktease I am," Adrian said, and kissed him. Jamie was obviously not expecting that, but to give credit where it was due, he recovered quickly and kissed back after no more than a seconds surprise. And then they were rolling on the bed together, lips in contact, entire bodies pressed together.

cocktease. he deserved to be given what it was clear he wanted deep down, but i didnt have the energy to go chasing after some confused little bitchboy who was probably humping his older brothers bed every afternoon and then feeling guilty when the teen arrived home after football practice, pretending to avoid his little brothers hungry stares at his bulging crotch. besides which, boyslut teases like that always got what they needed eventually; he probably wouldnt even get to high school before some guy would shove him up against a bathroom stall and stretch him out for good. but that didnt help me much now -- i still needed a surfer boy! i headed back out to the

She smiled, she had the perfect outfit on to cocktease her guests. She moved quickly back to the kitchen and put together a tray with mugs and the coffeepot, throwing some cookies on also. She twisted each of her nipples savagely before picking up the tray, making them stand proud and hard. As she started down the stairs she watched her plumbers check her out and smile at each other, they had thought she would change when she was upstairs. She grinned back, letting them enjoy her body as she told them she hadnt had a chance to clean herself up yet, bending low to put down the tray, feeling her breasts and ass exposed to all. They made some small talk but the men did

"Fuckin cocktease." Hi hissed his words at me and climbed forward on his knees. He grabbed my ankles and held them in the air. "Put it in, slut. Ill make you beg." I pulled my fingers free and grabbed his dick, lining it up with my ass. He shoved in hard, more than halfway before he hit my second opening and found the way blocked. He scooted forward on his knees to get a better position and applied pressure. I moaned and slowly my ass opened to him. He sank into me, making me ache. When he hit bottom I shuddered through the length of my body. "Fuck, thats tight!" He pulled back a just a bit and thrust back in. "Ungh shit, Im so full. Give me a second, take it easy."

" Colin saw an opportunity to cocktease a bit and he took it. "(Giggle) Oh, yes, Mr. Spunkup. I love doing sexy things. With a handsome man like you." And then the boy stepped forward and skinned Mr. Spunkups knob a few times until Mr. Spunkup told Colin to stop. Mr. Spunkup smiled. "Good. Youre a truly beautiful boy and that should be enough for me to spunk and fuck you seven or eight times tonight." Colin shuddered. Seven or eight times! Oh!!!! Mr. Spunkup loved that reaction. "But as I said, I need more than that at my age, so we may do some unusual things. Are you OK with that?" Well, the boy was so in need of fucking. How could he disagree? Mr. Spunkup was pleased