Short Story:
He don't get to cum a lot. But I think all the edging and teasing makes up for it 🤭

Long Story:
We had a few days of incredibly nice weather, it’s kinda ironic that I am editing and writing the story to it now, because it’s almost universally raining everywhere again, but that wasn’t the case just a day ago. 😅 For a brief moment, it was pretty much summer out there. Which means that I finally could pull out this summer top and leave the bra at home. 😊

I love those subtle teases, like going braless or showing quite a bit of cleavage. It’s something I’ve been doing quite often anyway, but ever since I have him under the lock, I really love dressing a little less when going out with Luke. Especially when we are seeing other friends, because none of them have any idea about any of this, which means Luke can’t even hint at any displeasure he might be feeling under his pants. Such a delicious secret. ❤️

Anyway, we had some time left after it got cold outside, and all the gentle teasing left us both quite horny for some playing. We headed to my place as usual. I already had an idea, that I wanted to continue the teasing. Initially I was planning to drop the shirt on the floor, to blow his mind, as I finally reveal my boobs he has been oogling half the day. But once we stepped inside, I changed my mind. 😈 Instead, I ordered Luke to strip down. There is something hot about ordering him to get naked in front of me, knowing well that he won’t hesitate about it. Seeing in his face that he’s wondering if he’d be the only one naked. Not sure he doesn’t dare to ask, or if he enjoys waiting for what’s going to happen.

I’ve decided to stay clothed. I kinda like the extra layer (pun intended) of separation. I can watch him, see him blushing naked and aroused and he still can’t even see my bare boobs. It’s the same reason why I enjoy supervising him in the shower sometimes.

I’ve decided that I don’t want to spoil him. I’ve already planned a very nice teasing session for him. Something that will have us both dripping by the end of it. Though only one of us will stay horny 🤭 I wanted to give him nice, sensual handjob with massage oil, sitting across him, to make him contemplate about my boobs under that shirt. Something I’ve been teasing him for hours, even before we got there and something he’ll need to keep dreaming about. Well, he may not see thim them, but at least I slid his dick in between them, so I am sure he’ll apprecite the memory when he’s tightly back in the cage 😈

I love how defensless he gets when he’s horny simping for me, but all he gets is denial. But that’s not exactly true. He’s also getting a ton of teasing. It’s funny to think, that he’s proably getting way more attention from me, than anybody I was actually planning to make cum. I mean, making somebody cum is quite easy. But making somebody so horny that it changes his whole life, that needs a bit more intention.

How would you feel about that tradeoff? Would you prefer to feel my body for a while, have fun and cum. Or would you prefer being teased with no end in sight, feeling my soft hands all over you, getting erotic massages so I can get into your head permanently, to really feed the desire with no (or rare) outlet. I think I am right to assume that orgasm isn’t everything. I mean, he’s sticking around very much willingly, and he’s quite starved on that front. But he’s getting a lot of other things, mainly very playful erotic frustration 🤭😈