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The seemingly endless afternoon finally passed by. As Tim got ready to leave the office, Tanya told him:

"Well, Tim, have a nice evening! And don't forget to wear your new jeans and jacket, hmmm? Who knows if I might fancy that date tonight?"

Hiding his erection behind his briefcase, he walked clumsily to his car and drove home. Despite a hot bath followed by a long cold shower, his arousal wouldn't subside. He reluctantly got dressed as Tanya had told him. At least he was home and nobody could see him. But the constant rubbing of the extremely tight silky fabric over his desperate hard-on only served to keep him constantly on the brink. He had to be careful as he walked around the kitchen to cook a light dinner. He spent the rest of the evening almost motionless on the sofa, watching TV to try and get some diversion from the lingering thought of the day's events. Tanya didn't call, and he finally went to bed. He spent another night trying to find some sleep. He kept having wet dreams about Tanya and her friends, but would somehow awake everytime at the most crucial moment. At one point, he was naked on a tropical beach, Tanya sleeping next to him under the bright sun. Teiko and Tayla came giggling out of the water and approached him. They writhed alongside him, rubbing their wet bodies against his as they kissed each other on top of him. Their hands reached down, massaging his aching balls. His cock was straining skywards like a rocket ready for take-off. Tracy soon joined them, engulfing it in her sexy mouth. As she expertly sucked him to the very brink of eruption, Tina and Tara emerged like mermaids out of the sea. Soon, their wet feet had replaced Teiko and Tayla's hands on his balls, and Tracy's mouth on his cock. Their expert foot-job was having a devastating effect on his nearly bursting member. He could feel the build-up of a shattering ejaculation rising from his aching balls. At that moment, Tanya woke up and saw what was about to happen. "Tim, your promise!", she said, as all the teasing mermaids suddenly disappeared. Tim was left with his hard-on bobbing into thin air, and awoke sweating from his dream just as he was about to cum.

The ice-cold shower he took in the morning was barely enough to calm down his arousal a little. As Trisha had instructed, he put on his white suit, leaving the cream suit for express dry-cleaning on the way to work. Tim was supposed to give Tanya and her friends some tuition on the details of the system. It was scheduled to last all day, and the prospect of being exposed to their teasing for so long made him feel all the more nervous. At least, when he was at his desk, he could try and absorb himself in his screen to minimize the tension. He wondered if he should invent some pretext to postpone the tuition. As he passed the reception desk, trying his best to hide his hard-on behind his briefcase, Alicia called to him:

"Morning, Tim! Is that another new suit? It looks almost tighter than the one you had yesterday, you know? Well, anyway, your new trainees are waiting for you in Conference Room 2. Everything's been setup for your presentation."

Tim didn't have much choice but to proceed as planned. He entered the conference room and closed the door. There was a projection screen at the front, along with a Barco attached to the ceiling. It was connected to a computer sitting on a corner table. A remote control allowed him to run the presentation without even approaching the computer. The rest of the room was filled with several rows of comfortable chairs. Tanya, Tara and Tina were sitting together in the front row, wearing the skimpiest micro-skirts he could ever have imagined. Their braless boobs were clearly displayed by the tight fabric of their halter tops, and the fateful anklet only made their spiked-heeled sandals more enticing to his lustful eyes. As he greeted them, he awkwardly held his briefcase in front of him, hoping to cover his uncontrollable erection. Tanya told him:

"Oh, Tim, why don't you put down your briefcase? I'm sure Tara and Tina want to see how nice this suit fits you!"

Tim could do nothing but comply. As he stood in front of them with his straining erection poking out through the tightness of his trousers, Tara commented:

"Well, Tim, I see you're wearing a white suit today? Was the other one too creamy for you?"

Tina said:

"Oh, Tara, you know something? If that one gets creamy, it will be even more obvious against the white fabric. Just like his lack of underwear under that thin material! Tell me, Tim, those tight trousers, you're really asking for a nice little tease session, aren't you?"

Tara went on:

"Oh, yes, I think he does! You enjoy being cock-teased, Tim, don't you? I mean, look, you're making yourself so vulnerable!"

She crossed her legs in such a way as to make her complete lack of panties readily apparent, and started fingering herself. Tim watched as his arousal reached hectic proportions.

"See! Your cock's throbbing against that silky fabric! It must tickle you all over, hmmm? I'm pretty sure I can make you cum like that, without even touching you! Would you like that, Tim? I've done it many times, you know? I love to tease guys into sperming their trousers, just looking at their bulge and having them feel like I'm masturbating them with my eyes!"

Tim's situation was getting more and more desperate as he felt she was doing just that. His cock was tickling with anticipation. He found it hard to resist the seemingly inexorable build-up of an imminent orgasm. He pleaded:

"T-Tara, pl-please, don't do this to me... I'm..."

Tina had crossed her legs as well, displaying her naked pussy to his lusty eyes. As the two sexpots fingered themselves to orgasm in front of him, Tina took a lollipop and started sucking on it in the most suggestive way. Tanya commented:

"Tina, be careful! I'm sure poor Tim's feeling as if you were giving him a blow-job here! See, he's already dripping precum through the fabric! You don't want to have him mess his trousers so early in the day, do you?"

Licking the tip of her lollipop, Tina replied:

"Oh, Tanya, that's precisely my intention, you know? I'm sure he can even feel my tongue tickling the underside of his cock-head! You know how much I love doing this, don't you? I'll always remember the first time. That guy standing in front of me in his tight jeans as I sat on the bus. My head level with his crotch, just a few inches away. I'm sure he could almost feel my breath over it. I could see his bulge growing, as he looked down my cleavage. Of course, I didn't wear a bra, and I'm sure the view was quite stimulating to him. So I started doing just that to my lollipop as my eyes focused on his straining hard-on. I didn't have to say a word, you know. After only a few moments of this, I saw his cock twitch, and the poor thing literally exploded out of control, completely creaming his jeans right under my nose! And I had an orgasm at the same moment. You should have seen his face! Red as a beet as he hopelessly tried to conceal his predicament. I think that's when I started to really get into teasing, you know?"

On top of his already extreme arousal, Tina's explicit description was having Tim on the very brink of spurting. The involuntary throbbing of his cock was causing it to rub against the silky fabric of his trousers. The stimulation was enough to drive him towards a shattering orgasm. He could do nothing as the sexy little teasers had him at their complete mercy with their devastating mind-games. He begged:

"Oh, pl-please! I can't stand any more!"

Tina and Tara exploded in a simultaneous orgasm as Tim wavered on the edge. He somehow managed to hold back and avoid a soaking disaster. As she licked her lips at his throbbing member, Tanya giggled:

"Well, Tim! You really were so close, and we didn't even touch you! After such an entertaining start, this presentation promises to be quite interesting, doesn't it?"

Tim limped to the front of the room and took the remote control to start the presentation. The worst was having to stand there with his straining hard-on as they kept doing everything to tease him. He could feel the wetness of his dripping precum as he watched them cross and uncross their sexy legs and dangle their stiletto clad feet towards him. They took every opportunity to flash their naked pussies at him from under their skimpy micro-skirts. About half-way through the presentation, Tina stood up and went to the screen to point at some part of the diagram that was displayed:

"Tim, could you give us more details about this item here?"

Before he could answer, Tara said:

"Oh, Tina, look, I think the strap of your stiletto is undone! Be careful not to fall down over it!"

Tina bent down to adjust the strap, causing her micro-skirt to ride up above her naked bum. She had been standing dangerously close to Tim, and as she took a step backwards, her enticing butt made full contact with his erect cock. She started wiggling her ass, deftly massaging his nearly bursting member between her luscious mounds. Once again, Tim felt right about to cream his trousers as she expertly brought him to the brink. He gasped:

"Aaaah, Tina, ooooh, pl-please!"

As she went on slowly adjusting her strap, her naked bottom rubbing his helpless hard-on to near ejaculation, she asked in her most sexy voice:

"What's the matter, Tim? Anything wrong?"

She turned her head to look back at him:

"Oh, was that you humping against me there? It feels so hard I thought I'd bumped against the table, you know? Now, don't you take advantage of it, you naughty boy, hmmm? Are you trying to dry-hump me while I'm innocently strapping my stilettos? Tsssk, you should behave yourself, Tim! You don't want your tight trousers to get all messy, or do you?"

Tim turned bright red. Tina giggled as she stepped aside, leaving him wavering right on the edge. He kept stuttering as he went on with the presentation, his frustrated erection straining like a tent-pole against the thin material of his trousers. After another hour, he finally reached the last slide. There was still half an hour to go before lunch. He asked them:

"Well, that's about it for the first part. Any questions?"

Tara said:

"Oh, yes, I have one question actually. We've covered the software side of things so far, haven't we? But what about the hardware side? Yours looks like it's been overheating all morning, doesn't it? I'm sure it could do with a little help, hmmm? Why don't you cum over here and we might give you a hand?"

Tim obediently went to stand in front of them. As all three of them comfortably sat in their chairs watching his desperate crotch with a mischievous smile, he felt increasingly nervous. Tina reached forward and started running her fingers over the top of his thigh, just inches from the obvious extent of his bulging shaft. It caused the silky material of his tight trousers to rub up and down his confined erection. The sensation was slowly driving him to the edge. She commented:

"Wow, Tim! I can see you're all throbbing inside there, and I'm not even touching your hard thingy! I'm sure I could make you cum just like that, letting that silky fabric stimulate your craving cock right to eruption! Wouldn't that be fun?"

Once again, Tim had to plead as Tina plucked the material so it would rub tighter over his cock:

"Aaaah, T-Tina, pl-please, n-no... n-not like that, you know I'm gonna, oooooh..."

Relentless, Tina went on with her devastating tease:

"Oh, Tim! You don't want to cum? Isn't your poor thingy all hungry for relief?"

Tara said:

"Oh yes, Tina, I'm sure he wants to cum! It's just that he's worried about soaking his white trousers like a naughty little boy..."

Tina had Tim on the brink of ejaculation as she asked:

"Oh, is that it, Tim? You don't want to cum in your trousers, do you? It would be really embarrassing, going to lunch like that, hmmmm? But that's just what you were about to do when you were dry-humping me just a while ago, uh? That was really naughty, don't you think?"

Tanya licked her lips as she said:

"Oh, yes, really naughty indeed. I think what he needs is a little T Spot treatment. You've always wanted me to teach it to you, haven't you? Well, I think now is a perfect time for some tuition. After all, we're in a training room, aren't we?"

Tara answered:

"Oh, Tanya, that would be great! And it's just close enough to lunch to make it even more spicy! Hmmm, poor Tim's gonna be left very hungry after that, isn't he?"

Tim felt increasingly nervous at what they might have in store for him. Tina still had him on the brink as she kept causing the fabric of his trousers to rub over his engorged cock-head. Tanya went on:

"Well, let's start with the basics. You two are experienced little cock-teasers, aren't you? You can tell just when a guy is about to erupt, can't you?"

Tara replied:

"Of course, Tanya! That's one of the first things you have to know to carry out a nice little cock-tease, isn't it? There are tell-tale signals, you know? The strained looked in his eyes, the tension in his balls, and above all, that unmistakable twitch of his desperate cock! I could tell even with my eyes closed!"

Tim was right about to experience those same symptoms as Tanya continued:

"Well done, Tara! Now, Tina, what should a girl do when a guy gets to this point?"

The grazing of Tina's expert fingers over Tim's thigh turned even more purposeful. The silky motion of the material was bringing him ever closer to the edge as she answered:

"Well, Tanya, if he's not got too far out yet, I guess I could just stop the stimulation. But to be on the safe side, I think a nice little squeeze technique would do the trick. You know, just like that, a tight grip on his nearly bursting cock-head to dam up the oncoming flood"

Just as Tim's cock had started twitching, Tina had grabbed his cock-head, applying a firm squeeze to prevent his rising ejaculation. She waited for his urge to subside and released her grip, wiping his dripping precum into the thin material of his trousers as she commented:

"See! It leaves him all nice and lubricated! Ready for another go! I really love that, you know, it makes me soooo hot!"

Tanya said:

"Oh, yes, Tina. But these are just a few drops that spilled over the dam, aren't they? Now Tara, what would have happened if Tina had gone on stimulating Tim's craving cock after that first twitch?"

Tara licked her lips:

"Oh, Tanya, that one's easy! Tim would just have spurted jet after jet of his creamy cum right into his tight trousers, wouldn't he?"

Tanya shifted position, uncrossing her legs to display her bare pussy to Tim's hungry eyes. She started fingering herself as she went on:

"Hmmmm, Tara, you're on the track. Jet after jet, that's right. When a guy is hot enough with contained arousal, just like poor Tim now, he'll usually ejaculate in several spurting jets before he can actually feel some real relief. Now just imagine if you could stop him right during the first jet!"

Tara said:

"Oh, Tanya, that would be so wicked! He would feel the release cumming so incredibly close and then vanish away as soon as it had started!"

As her fingernails reached down Tim's thigh and started grazing over his cockhead, Tina added:

"Oh, yes, really so incredibly wicked! It makes me sooo hot just to think of it! Not to mention the utterly embarrassing state it would leave him in if he's dressed to be teased like Tim is now! Tight and thin white trousers and no underwear, tskkk, I think the naughty boy is really asking for it, isn't he?"

Still fingering her dripping pussy, Tanya went on:

"Oh, yes, Tina, I can only agree with that! Well, that's precisely the purpose of the T Spot treatment, you know? It's quite like the squeeze technique, except you can apply it much later in the process and still leave your tease victim all hard and frustrated. Of course, the first thing you have to do is find his T Spot. And you don't want to do that at the last moment, do you? It would be too late! So while you manipulate his cock to the brink of explosion, just discreetly concentrate on the sensitive underside of his cock-head. Yes, just like that, Tina, running your fingernails all over it. You know it drives him wild with anticipation, don't you?"

Tina's expert ministrations had Tim moaning:

"Aaaaah, pl-please, st-stop teasing me like that.... Oooooh .... It's too much for me to stand ..... Aaaaaaah!"

Tanya continued:

"Please, Tim, be a good boy! Don't let Tara and Tina get distracted from their tuition! So, Tina, what do you notice when you rake the sensitive flesh right at the center of his cock-head?"

Tina was doing just that to Tim's nearly bursting member as she said:

"Oh, Tanya, I can feel his thingy getting all tense! It has him right on the brink, doesn't it? A few more tickles and he'll reach the point of no return!"

Tanya agreed:

"Yes, Tina, that's exactly the effect you could expect. One of the fastest ways to bring a guy to the very edge of a devastating orgasm. Now, what happens if you move your middle fingernail just a bit closer to the tip of his shaft and apply a firm pressure there?"

Tina followed the instructions, testing the effect of her long fingernail on several locations of Tim's sensitive cock-head. Finally she said:

"There, Tanya! I can feel the tension in his cock subside a little when I press right there! Tell me, is that his T Spot?"

Tina resumed the grazing of her fingernails over the center part, again bringing Tim right to the brink of ejaculation as his aching cock tensed ready for release. Tanya was fingering herself close to orgasm as she answered:

"Well done, Tina! Now that you've found his T Spot, just keep teasing his helpless cock until it starts twitching from the proximity of orgasm. Yes, just like that, Tina! Hmmm, you sure know how to masturbate a guy to a devastating effect, don't you? It makes me sooo hot watching it! Now when you feel that tell-tale twitching of his cock, just don't stop. Just keep very lightly grazing the sensitive underside of his cock-head with your fingernails, and soon the tickling will have him helplessly tip over the edge. Once you've brought him past that point of no return, you've got to be extra careful! You need to activate his T Spot at the precise moment he starts spurting that first jet of cum. And at the same time, use your other fingers to apply the squeeze technique. It's gotta be an extra tight grip, you know! You want to make sure all those forthcoming cum jets stay safely trapped inside his balls. You can tell by the way his cock seems to want to twitch out of control between your fingers. It's like his cum is desperate for escape. Now Tina, let's have a bit of practice, shall we?"

As Tanya was speaking, the expert action of Tina's fingernails over Tim's cock-head had him wavering on the edge of orgasm. She intensified the raking, purposely pushing him over the brink. As his cock started twitching, Tim moaned:

"Aaaaah, T-Tina, Pl-please! N-Noooooh!"

But it was too late. Tina did exactly what Tanya had just explained. The effect on Tim was beyond description. He had to exercise all his will to refrain from crying in agony as she mercilessly stopped his orgasm right as he started spurting. He felt the cum that had started to escape helplessly dribble down his thigh, soaking the material of his tight trousers. Meanwhile, Tina held a vice-like grip on his desperate cock-head, making sure the rest of his cum would stay trapped inside. As she released her hold after a while, Tim felt his cock had never been so hard. His need for relief had gotten even more urgent. Tina wiped the thin fabric of his trousers over his cock and thigh, making sure it absorbed down to the last drop of the surge she had just caused. Tara commented:

"My, Tina! Poor Tim really looks like he's creamed his trousers, doesn't he? Except his hard-on looks even bigger now! Do you think he still wants to cum after that?"

She raised her right leg and proceeded to graze the tip of her stiletto over Tim's straining cock-head. He started moaning as her action had him race towards explosion once again. Tanya emerged from the powerful orgasm she'd just experienced as she watched Tim being denied his. She giggled:

"Oh, Tara, of course he does! I'm sure he wants relief more than ever now! Besides, his trousers are already so messy, he doesn't have anything more to lose, does he? That is, apart from the rest of his cum!"

Tara's heel action was having Tim wavering right on the edge and he sincerely began hoping she would have him tip over. She asked:

"Tell me, Tanya, maybe I could give him that T Spot treatment with my heel? Wouldn't that be fun?"

Tanya answered:

"Well, Tara, I don't think he's in the right position for that just now. You know, it's quite delicate. For a start, you need a stronger hold, like having him against a wall, nicely seated in a chair so he can't move backwards. Otherwise, your heel won't exert enough pressure to contain his eruption, you know?"

Tara's spiked heel kept relentlessly grazing over Tim's desperate cock-head as she looked at her watch and said:

"Oh, well, maybe another time then? Anyway we've still got a few minutes to go before lunch time, don't we? Maybe I could have a bit of practice as well?"

Tim's cock suddenly twitched. Tara removed her foot at that crucial moment, just as he thought he was at long last going to erupt. Tina commented:

"Wow, Tara! You almost made him cum, didn't you? That was really as close as it can get, hmmmm?"

Tara reached forward and grabbed Tim's desperate cock-head between her fingers as she giggled:

"Oh, Tina! I was just teasing him a little, you know. Guys just can't resist the way I graze the spike of my heel over their sensitive cock-head. I know it has them right about to spurt their full cum-load into their trousers when I do that. So I'm always careful to stop just at the right moment, uh? That is, unless I actually want them to explode! Do you think I should do that now, have Tim explode straight into his trousers as I masturbate him with my fingernails? You know, he's so desperate now, maybe I should have some mercy?"

The expert action of Tara's fingers over Tim's nearly bursting cock-head was right about to have him tip over the edge. All he wanted was her giving him that final long-awaited release. Yet at the back of his mind was his promise to save it all for Tanya. But he felt helpless under the spell of Tara's devastating manipulations. He could only moan as she relentlessly kept bringing him closer and closer to a shattering orgasm:

"Aaaaaah, T-Tara, oooooh, y-yes! Aaaaah, I mean, n-no! Oooooh, pl-please!"

Tara kept him wavering on the edge, her fingernails purposely raking the sensitive flesh at the center of his cock-head. She told him:

"Oh, Tim, you sound so desperate! You really need relief so badly, don't you? Oh, poor baby! Here, cum hard for me, Tim, cum hard into those silky white trousers as I masturbate your rock-hard boner! Oh yes, Tim, please soak them for me, baby, I want to see your tight trousers all soaked with your sticky cum!"

Tara's enticing words were too much for Tim. His cock started twitching and Tara went on with a very light grazing of her fingernails over the sensitive flesh of his cock-head. He was sliding over the edge. He had passed the point of no return and felt the spurt of cum rise from his balls, preparing to erupt like a geyser out of the tip of his throbbing erection. The first jet of his ejaculation had hardly started to escape when he felt the pressure of her devilish middle fingernail right over his T Spot. He had been so enthralled by the little tease's manipulations, he hadn't even noticed she'd been exploring his cock-head to precisely locate it. Tim nearly cried in agony as her other fingers squeezed his cock-head in a vice-like grip, forcing the rest of his cum to recede back into his aching blue-balls. She held him like that until his desperate throbbing had subsided, and then proceeded to wipe the outcome of his frustrated ejaculation into the fabric of his trousers. Licking her lips at Tim's larger than ever erection, Tanya commented:

"Wow, Tara! Well done! You really stopped him right in his tracks, hmmmm? And you got his trousers soaked alright, just as you told him you would! That's keeping a promise! Quite unlike that naughty boy who was about to let you give him an orgasm, instead of saving it all for me! I wonder if he's still worth a date with me... Well, I guess a good meal will help me forget his misbehavior... Tim, do you want to cum with us?"

Tim stuttered:

"T-Tanya! Pl-Please forgive me! But I don't think I can go out in the state I'm in now! It would be so..."

Tanya giggled:

"Oh, Tim! You mean it would be so embarrassing to walk out with your cum-soaked trousers, don't you? Well, I guess you'll just have to skip your lunch. then... We'll tell Teiko you had a little, hmmm, accident? What a pity you won't have your Creaming Stiletto today! But we'll sure enjoy our Screaming Multiple Orgasms! Tina, you'll get one even though you're driving, won't you? Just to celebrate that last little tease! See you after lunch, then, Tim! And behave yourself, hmmm?"