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Tim had spent another restless evening, hoping for Tanya to call him and finally offer him some relief. But he was left to recollect all the unbearably sexy events of the day, leaving his cock hard and aching despite repeated cold showers. He'd finally decided to try and find some sleep. Once again, he was dreaming of Tanya. They were in his convertible, driving along a deserted forest road. Tanya had taken his cock out of the confines of his tight trousers, and her expert right hand was slowly moving back and forth over it while her left hand massaged his balls. She had him so close he could feel the cum boiling inside his aching balls. He pulled over to a secluded spot and stopped the car. They started kissing as Tim drove his hand under her skimpy skirt and started fingering her exposed bare pussy. She started moaning and soon exploded in a potent orgasm. Tim climbed on top of her, riding her until his eager erection had found its way inside her tight dripping pussy. They started slowly making love, Tanya holding Tim's buttocks in a passionate grip, driving him closer and closer to an exploding orgasm as her pussy expertly tightened its squeeze around his nearly bursting member. He could feel the surge of his orgasm building as he slowly humped back and forth inside her love tunnel.
At that crucial moment, the phone started ringing. He abruptly woke up from his dream, his rock-hard cock still rubbing against the sheet. It was Tanya:
"Oh, hi, Tim! I hope I'm not waking you up? I was just a bit worried after all the stimulation you've had today... You might have a wet dream and throw all your promise in a mess! That would be so unfortunate, wouldn't it? Just be patient! Tomorrow is Friday, and if you're a good boy, I promise you a night to remember! I've got some terrific plans for us, you know?"
Tim stuttered:
"Ta-Tanya! It's great to hear you! Don't worry, I'm keeping my promise, you know, saving it all for you! But tell me, what are those plans you have for tomorrow night? I'd love to start with a romantic dinner, you know!"
Tanya giggled:
"Hmm, Tim, don't ask me more, it's a surprise! Sweet dreams now, see you tomorrow!"
Trying to empty his mind of the excitement Tanya's call had put him him, Tim finally went back to sleep. He woke up with a huge hard-on, and was up for another extra cold shower to try and calm it down. He put on his white silk suit, stopping on the way to work to leave the cream suit at the dry-cleaner. The sexy attendant smiled at him as she unfolded the suit. As she looked at the trousers, she giggled:
"Oh, my, what a big creamy stain you've got here up the leg! Did you have a little accident? Well don't worry, we'll take good care of that!"
Tim blushed bright red and said:
"Oh, thanks! Just dropped some sauce at the restaurant, you know?"
The attendant blinked her eyes at him:
"Oh, sure! These things just happen, don't they? Well, anyway, it'll be ready when you cum this evening!"
Tim left with the definite impression that she hadn't believed the slightest word of his excuse. He arrived at the office, greeted everyone, and sat at his desk. As usual, the three T's were wearing unbelievably sexy outfits. Tara was in her see-through white tank-top worn over a skimpy denim micro-skirt and black leather spiked-heel sandals. Her braless erect tits seemed to smile at him through the tight cotton. Tina was all dressed in black leather, a tight lace-up camisole that exposed her full cleavage, the skimpiest micro-skirt, barely enough to cover her luscious bum, and matching thigh-high stiletto boots. As for Tanya, she was clad in a loose see-through white cotton top that did little to cover her bosom, leaving her slim sun-tanned belly totally exposed. Below that, she wore ultra low rise ripped denim cutoffs, so tight and thin her bum looked ready to tear them open. The strategically placed rips in the fabric exposed her naked skin in a way that left no doubt as to her total absence of panties. And the way they outlined her luscious pussy lips was enough to give Tim a permanent hard-on as he looked at her from his desk. Her white spiked-heel sandals did everything but lessen the devastating effect she was having on him. As his eyes seemed unable to move away from the sight, Tanya giggled:
"Well, Tim! Is it my cutoffs you're looking at with such intensity? They're sexy, aren't they? See how they rub against my bare pussy whenever I move my legs? I love that feeling, you know! I can have an orgasm just doing that! And thinking about tonight, it makes me so horny!"
She moaned as she started rubbing her pussy with her fingers through the tight denim. She went on:
"See, I can feel myself getting all wet under there! Cum on, Tim, I'm sure you're dying to have a feel as well!"
Despite his tremendous hard-on, Tim stood up and walked to Tanya's desk. He couldn't miss the opportunity she was presenting him. He leaned over her chair and let his right hand rub her hot pussy through the tight denim. He could indeed feel her growing wetness seeping through the thin material. It took only a few moments for her to explode in a terrific orgasm under the action of his fingers. After regaining her senses, Tanya said:
"Oh, thanks, Tim! You know, that was wonderful! I sure can see it made you horny as well, uh? Look how your cock's straining for release under those silky tight trousers!"
She gave a couple of purposeful strokes to his quivering erection, making sure to drive him close to the point of eruption. She removed her hand and said:
"Well, I guess that's enough for now! You've got to save all your energy for tonight, hmm? Now, why don't you get back to your desk and relax a while?"
Tim did as instructed. But it was indeed difficult to relax as the three little cock-teasers did their usual leg show from under their desks. He could hardly take his eyes off them. Tara's and Tina's pussy flashing little game was quick to confirm that both of them were utterly naked under their skimpy micro-skirts. Tim's arousal was growing stronger by the minute as he watched their show.
Despite some enigmatic smiles from Tanya, the day went on without much else happening. As they got ready to leave, Tim asked Tanya:
"So, Tanya, will you let me know about your little surprise, now?"
Tanya giggled:
"Oh, Tim, you're so impatient! Can't you wait a little longer? For the time being, the best you can do is get home, take a nice shower, and get dressed up for the night! You know what to wear, don't you? Then, just wait for me to call you, I promise it will be worth it! I love it when you keep it all hard and ready for me, you know?"
She reached for his aching arousal, slowly stroking it through his tight trousers until he felt about to spurt. She removed her hand, leaving him desperate for relief, and pulled a mysterious looking bottle out of her handbag:
"Oh, here, Tim, take along this shower gel, you'll see how invigorating it is!"
The bottle simply said "T's Shower Gel for Him, by T's Fashion", and had the now familiar heart logo. Tim took it with a bit of nervous anticipation. Tanya's latest manipulations had caused his never quite subsiding erection to raise to full-blown proportions. Once again, he had to hold his jacket in front of him, covering his predicament as he walked to his car. He drove home, stopping at the dry-cleaner on the way to pick up his other suit. It was hot, and he'd left his jacket in the car. The sexy attendant giggled as her eyes focused on his crotch:
"My! I must say you look well endowed! Kind of explains the little accident you had with that other suit, uh? Well now it's as clean as new. But be careful you control yourself better next time, hmm?"
Tim blushed as he took the suit and thanked her. Now he remembered it was Trisha who'd given him the dry-cleaner's address. He had another look at the till receipt and noticed the attendant's name:
"You're Terrilyn, aren't you? Tell me, are you a friend of Trisha?"
Terrilyn answered:
"You mean, Trisha from T's Fashion? Oh, of course I know her! They always come here for their dry-cleaning, you know? I must admit they make quite sexy outfits, don't they? Anyway, this suit looks great on you! I know I shouldn't flirt with the customers, but to tell you the truth, it makes me yearn for a date with you! Got anything planned for tonight?"
Tim looked at Terrilyn. He hadn't taken that much attention until now, but now he could indeed see how sexy she was. Her short little black dress and high-heeled sandals indeed made her extremely enticing. His rampant erection was rapidly growing as he contemplated the prospect of spending the night with her. Then his mind was back to his promise. He stuttered:
"Er, n-no, n-not tonight... I'm afraid I've already got something planned... But ... what about tomorrow night?"
Terrilyn answered:
"Oh, no, sorry, not tomorrow... Seize the moment! It's take it or leave it, you know? Just think about what you'll be missing!"
Tim hesitated for a moment. After all, all Tanya had done until now was tease him mercilessly. For all he knew, and despite all her promises, she could leave him wanting tonight again, as she had the other days. Terrilyn looked different... For a moment, he wondered if it might be the wise choice for him to accept her invitation. Then he thought again. Could it be another of Tanya's tricks? Was she trying to test him with yet another temptation? No, he wouldn't succumb. He'd been waiting all week for that date with Tanya, and wouldn't lose it all at the first hurdle. He told Terrilyn:
"No, I'm sorry! I really can't make it tonight! I've already got a date, you know?"
He walked out of the shop back to his car. As he drove home, he still wondered if he'd taken the right decision. Anyway, it was too late now to change his mind. He followed Tanya's instructions, starting with a long relaxing shower. The fragrance of Tanya's shower gel was indeed quite invigorating. He applied it in generous amounts, rubbing it into every pore of his skin as he enjoyed the energizing effect. It was only after a while that he started feeling a faint tingling sensation all over his body. It indeed felt as if energy was flowing through him. The sensation would have been quite pleasant but for its uncontrolled effect on his helpless member. He had applied an even more generous amount of the gel there, and the tingling was causing his erection to grow beyond proportion, yearning for some stimulation that would soothe the tension. He tried to relieve the tingling by washing it with soap and warm water, but to no avail. It seemed some essential oil had penetrated deep inside his skin, and now there was little he could do but wait until the effect was over. He tried an ice-cold shower, but even then his erection wouldn't subside.
Tim looked at his watch. The shower had taken longer than expected, and he now had to get dressed for the evening. He really had a difficult time pulling the ultra tight jeans over his naked cock. He made a vain attempt at having his cock stand upward under the fly. But the open top of the jeans went so low over his pubis that the tip of his erect cock stood fully uncovered. Although his crotch already encased his balls like a second skin, he had to try and tuck his erection between them and the confining fabric. His tremendous boner was now painfully straining down his left thigh, threatening to rip through the silky white cotton. He wished he could have worn something else, but Tanya's instructions didn't leave him any other choice. To make matter worse, every step he took caused the fabric to rub over his aching shaft, stimulating it to the point where he found it hard to maintain control. Putting on the jacket was easier, but he felt utterly exposed wearing it with nothing underneath. There was no way for him to cover his tremendous predicament, and the outrageous low rise design of the jeans was clearly apparent. Once again, he wondered how he could ever go out in such a revealing outfit. He put on his shoes and went to sit on the sofa, anxiously waiting for Tanya's call.
Tim's heart started pounding wildly as he heard the phone ring. He picked it up to hear Tanya's voice:
"Hi, Tim! So are you all nice and ready for me? I'm sure you're yearning to know about that little surprise, aren't you? So here are your instructions. Just take your motorbike, and meet me at my place. You remember where it is, don't you? I'll be waiting for you outside in exactly 15 minutes... And don't forget to bring a spare helmet for me!"
She hang up without letting Tim any chance to reply. He grabbed his two helmets and rushed to the car park. He jumped on his motorbike, feeling awkward as his outfit was quite unsuited for the ride. But he had no time to waste. 15 minutes was indeed short to get there. He started off, feeling the warm breeze caress his naked chest under his jacket. His huge hard-on, still tingling from the effect of the shower gel, was urging to find a more comfortable position, trapped as it was between his thigh and the leather seat of his bike. The rubbing this was causing was indeed putting Tim in a risky situation, slowly driving his aching member close to the point of explosion. He had to exert all his will power to keep the vibrations from having devastating consequences.
He made it to Tanya's place just in time. She was waiting for him, dressed in the same white micro-dress and spiked-heel sandals he'd bought for her at T's Fashion. She looked totally stunning in that outfit, and Tim felt his already more than rigid member pulse and strain even tauter down his thigh. Tim said:
"Wow, Tanya! You look absolutely gorgeous tonight!"
Tanya got closer, resting a hand on his thigh. She replied:
"Oh, thanks, Tim! I'm not wearing the silk stockings tonight, you know? I want to feel the fresh air on my skin as you take me on your bike! Oh, Tim! You know you look so sexy in those white jeans and jacket? Hmm, I can see that shower gel is having just the desired effect! Tell me, does it tingle you all nice down there?"
Her hand had moved up his thigh to slowly fondle his tremendous erection. He stuttered as he felt waves of electricity surge through it at the touch:
"Y-yes, Tanya! You know, it's feeling a bit itchy... Tell me, what has it got in it?
Tanya giggled:
"Oh, Tim, I'm not sure... Some Chinese plant extract, I believe. You'd have to ask Trisha about that... Anyway, don't worry, it's perfectly harmless. Now, Tim, anywhere I can store my bag?"
Tim noticed the small travel bag sitting beside her and replied:
"Oh, sure, just stow it under the lid back there... But tell me, Tanya, why would you carry a travel bag just for a night out?"
Tanya laughed:
"Oh, Tim! That's the surprise! We're going to my condo at the seaside for the weekend! It's right on the beach, you know! Isn't that exciting?"
Tim stuttered:
"Oh, y-yes, Tanya! It sure sounds exciting! B-but, you know, y-you should have told me! I didn't bring anything! Not even a swimsuit!"
Tanya went on stroking his erection as she answered:
"Oh, Tim, I sure can see that! It's so obvious you don't wear anything under those extra tight jeans, you know? But don't worry! There's everything you need over there! As for the swimsuit, I've arranged everything with Trisha! They've already got all your measurements, you know? We'll stop on the way. Everything should be ready but for the final fit. It should be a breeze!"
Tanya put on the spare helmet and hopped on the bike behind Tim. She hugged on to him as he started off towards T's Fashion. Her hands had slipped under the open panes of his jacket, caressing his exposed navel. As she snuggled closer towards him, he felt her bare pussy rub against the top of his buttocks, exposed as they were by the ultra low rise cut of his jeans. He almost jumped from the sensation, as he could feel her wetness right against his naked skin. Soon, her right hand had moved down from his navel and was back to work on his crotch, slowly fondling his balls through the skin-tight fabric of his jeans. He could feel the precum start oozing out from the tip of his cock as the silky material tantalizingly rubbed over it. As they reached the shop, the sexy tease knew she had him on the very brink. She removed her hand just in time and hopped off the bike.
Tim switched off the engine, removed his helmet and got off his bike. He held the helmet in front of him, trying to cover his crotch with it. Tanya giggled as she handed him her helmet:
"Tim! You look foolish with your helmet like that! Why don't you leave them locked along with your bike?"
Tim did as she said, feeling utterly exposed as his raging hard-on strained against the paper-thin material of his skin-tight jeans. He limped inside the shop as Tanya walked slightly behind him, her arm around his hips. They were greeted by Tayla, clad in her usual sexy red cotton mini-dress and stiletto sandals:
"Hi you lovebirds! We were expecting you! My, Tim! You know those jeans fit you even tighter tonight? You look so sexy like that! Hmm! I can even see that wet spot, showing through the fabric at the tip of your erect thingy! Did naughty Tanya play with you on the way?"
Tim couldn't help his cock from quivering forward as Tayla slowly licked her lips while her eyes focused on his crotch. Tracy and Trisha came in from the back-room to greet them, both dressed in the same outfit as Tayla. Tracy commented:
"Wow, Tim! Your ball-tight jeans really leave little to the imagination! I love the huge outline of your joystick down there! You know that thin white fabric makes your lack of underwear totally obvious, don't you? Hmm! So risqué! Be careful not to have an accident!"
Trisha moved towards Tim, reaching out to grab his desperate cock-head between her fingers as she said:
"Oh, don't worry, Tracy! I'm sure he can control himself! Tell me, Tim, you're not going to sperm your jeans, are you?"
The purposeful motion of her fingers around the hyper-sensitized underside of his cock-head was about to have him do just that. His cock started twitching from the proximity of orgasm. Trisha chose that crucial moment to stop her tantalizing stimulations, leaving him teetering on the edge. She gave his cock-head a tight squeeze to calm him down. Tracy licked her lips at his quivering member as she said:
"See, Trisha, you nearly had him spurt his load in only a few strokes! That would have been so embarrassing, uh?"
Tayla commented:
"Oh, sure, Tracy! Quite embarrassing indeed! Such a big stain! Tim, you should really be more careful! Your cock looks like it's ready to burst at any moment! Is it the rubbing of your ultra tight jeans that puts you in such a condition? My! The way your hard-on is straining against them! I guess the simple act of walking could have you explode just like that!"
Tanya intervened:
"Oh, Tayla! I should have told you! Tim just used that shower gel you gave me, you know? I think it's making him a little itchy!"
Tayla replied:
"Oh, so that's why his thingy's looking all bothered under here? Hmm! Tanya, you little tease! Did you give him the gel on purpose? You realize the state this is putting him in, don't you?"
Tanya answered:
"Of course, Tayla! You told me all about it, didn't you? It's like some natural Viagra, but without all the nasty side-effects, no? Every guy's secret dream! I'm sure Tim's feeling all elated about it! Aren't you, Tim?"
Tim stuttered:
"W-well, Ta-Tanya, it's just a bit embarrassing, you know? And wearing those tight jeans on top of that ..."
Tayla said:
"Oh yes, Tim! I sure can understand! And no underwear to protect you either! It makes you quite vulnerable, doesn't it?"
She stepped forward and squeezed the head of his cock, almost sending him over the edge as she did that. As she removed her teasing fingers, Tim caught his breath and turned to Trisha:
"Trisha! Please! Can you tell me what was in that gel, now?"
Trisha replied:
"Oh, Tim! It's a secret formula, you know? All I can tell you, it's based on an old Chinese herbal treatment... 100% natural, you know, nothing to be worried about! But now, enough playing around! Your swimming shorts are almost ready. Just cum over here to the fitting room so we can make the final adjustments."
Tim had to limp to reach the fitting room, trying to minimize the potentially fatal rubbing of his jeans against his nearly bursting member. Tracy followed him inside and told him:
"Now, Tim, just remove your jeans and jacket so we can make a nice fitting! Trisha will be there in a breeze with your new shorts."
Tim felt a bit self-conscious as he undressed in front of Tracy. He removed his jacket, followed by his jeans. His erect cock sprung skywards as it was released from its tight confines. Tracy commented:
"Wow, Tim! It looks even bigger now! You don't mind if I have a feel, do you?"
Tracy reached forward and gently cupped his balls inside her right hand. She started massaging them as her left hand went under her mini-dress to finger herself. His cock strained ever more erect as she deftly stimulated his perineum. Her hand slowly moved upwards over his shaft, lightly stroking it back and forth. Soon, her strokes got firmer. The sexy bitch was downright masturbating him, and it only took a few expert squeezes for her to have him right on the brink. His breathing got heavier and heavier and his cock started twitching. Sensing the proximity, she circled the base of his shaft tight between her fingers, effectively acting like a cock-ring to prevent his boiling cum from erupting. As she held him like that, the movement of her fingers under her dress had become more frantic. She softly moaned, seemingly taken by an intense orgasm. After a few moments, she released her grip and went on slowly masturbating him. Tim was right about to ejaculate in her skillful hand as Trisha opened the door:
"Tracy! Behave yourself! Here are the shorts! Can we get on with the fitting, now?"
Still quivering from the proximity of orgasm, Tim took the swimming shorts from Trisha's hand and looked at them in disbelief. They were made of the same silky white cotton material as his jeans, and he dared not imagine how transparent they would look once wet. The sides weren't yet sewn together, but as he pulled the shorts on, he realized how tight and skimpy they would be. They reached even lower than the jeans, hardly covering the top of his pubic hair. They were held at the waist by a built-in black belt, fastened by a huge-looking circular buckle at the front. The zipper wasn't more than a couple inches high, with the black metal tab nearly as long as that. He closed it, leaving his erect cock straining forward down his left thigh. The unsewn panes of fabric couldn't fully cover it, and the tip was pointing down out in the open air. Tim felt more embarrassed than ever as Tracy commented:
"Tim, your thingy's so big here, I can't make a fitting! Tayla, can you cum over here and give me a hand?"
Tayla came in, reaching her fingers forward to open the zipper, and then inside to extirpate Tim's helpless member out through it. It proved a difficult task as the minuscule size of the zipper left little room for his huge boner to slip through. She finally managed it, and held his hard-on pointing forward straight out of his fly. His cock had gotten so thick that the zipper was acting like a cock-ring around it, tightly squeezing its base in a way that left him no escape. She started slowly stroking his cock-head as she commented:
"Wow, Tim! This looks so appetizing! You don't mind if I have a taste, do you?"
Tayla knelt down, engulfing the head of his cock within her eager mouth. She proceeded to expertly suck him back and forth, as her tongue licked the underside of his cock-head in a way that quickly had him right on the brink. The little tease was perfectly aware of the cock-ring effect of the zipper around his engorged member. She knew she could keep him just there on the crucial edge, and drive him completely out of his senses with the hopeless need for relief. As she did that, she hiked her red mini-dress up with one hand, and started fingering her naked pussy to a powerful orgasm as he watched. She knew full well her sexy little show was making his arousal all the more intense, thereby only increasing the cock-ring pressure of his zipper around the base of his shaft.
Meanwhile, Tracy was busy sewing together the panes of fabric as tight as she could around his hips and thighs. It was an opportunity for her to periodically slide her hand up under the open panes to cup and massage his tense balls. As she reached behind his balls and started expertly rubbing his perineum, Tim almost felt like passing out. Combined with the devastating effect of Tayla's relentless blow-job, the pent-up tension within his cock was reaching unsurpassable levels. The two little cock-teasers saw his legs start wobbling under him, and suddenly stopped their expert ministrations. No sooner had she removed her mouth, Tayla was commenting:
"Oh, Tim! That was good, wasn't it? Makes me feel so horny! See how wet you've gotten me down there?"
She ran a finger inside her dripping pussy and raised it up to Tim's nose, having him smell her sweet cum scent. Her wet finger then made its way down his chest to the tip of his protruding erection. She asked him:
"So, Tim, are you still feeling all itchy down there from the shower gel, or is the effect wearing off?"
After Tayla's expert blow-job, the tingling had slightly subsided. Tim admitted:
"Well, Tayla, it's a bit less now. Tell me, how long does it take to really wear off?"
Tayla replied:
"Oh, Tim, I'm not sure! It depends how much gel you applied to start with. But there's something that might help you! Tracy, have you got that balm here with you?"
Tracy giggled:
"Sure, Tayla! I've always got it with me! You never know when it might cum to good use, hmm? Here..."
She produced a small oval container from her sewing toolkit and handed it to Tayla. She opened it, taking a generous amount of the balm into her right hand and fingers. Tim looked concerned:
"Ta-Tayla! A-Are you sure this is gonna help?"
She replied:
"Oh, Tim, trust me! You'll feel another man after that!"
She proceeded to massage the balm all over his erect member. At first, the sensation was a fresh, soothing one. Tim felt relieved, and he relaxed as Tayla proceeded with her treatment, giving special attention to his cock-head. She made sure the balm would penetrate every pore of his sensitive skin, concentrating on the underside where she knew were his most receptive nerve endings. Only after she was done did Tim start to feel the tingling. The effect was far more powerful than the shower gel, and his cock almost felt as if it'd been set on fire. The sensation was causing his helpless member to grow ever larger, totally desperate for relief. He exclaimed:
"Ta-Tayla! Y-you promised this would help me! But now it's gotten only worse!"
The expert little tease giggled:
"Oh, Tim! Wasn't this what you wanted? I thought you were concerned about the effect wearing off! Now, don't worry, this balm is just like the shower gel, only a more concentrated extract! Hmm, much more concentrated, actually... With the amount I applied, it should last you at least a couple of hours!"
Her hand was still on his cock, deftly masturbating him as she talked. Her quick strokes were designed to bring him right to the brink of eruption and maintain him there. The expert tease knew his enlarging member was causing the cock-ring grip of his zipper to become even tighter, depriving him from any hope of relief. Her skillful ministrations had him on the constant edge of ejaculation, desperate to release his pent-up sexual tension. This merciless tease went on for several minutes, until at last Tracy said:
"There, Tim! We're done with the fitting! Now, give me your shorts, so we can do the finishing touches."
Tayla removed her hand to let Tim pull off the shorts. He handed them to Tracy and both girls walked giggling out of the fitting room as he waited stark naked there. At least his cock now had some breathing space, even as it pointed skywards in a state of unabated erection. After a few moments, there was a knock on the door. It was Tanya:
"Tim, you don't mind if I cum in? I just wanna try these sexy bikini bottoms. Trisha told me it would be a perfect match with your shorts ..."
She opened the door and looked inside:
"My, Tim! The state you're in! I've never seen you this big before! Wow! It makes me all ticklish down there!"
He blushed as she walked towards him in her sexy white mini-dress, while he stood there totally naked, his rock-hard cock pointing forward at her. She brushed against it, showing him the bikini bottoms as she commented:
"See! It's the same white fabric as your shorts! Only it's much more skimpy! You know, I don't need the top, I never wear them anyway! Now, Tim, can you help me out of my dress so I can fit them?"
Tim was too glad to oblige, and quickly unstrapped Tanya's dress. Although he knew she didn't have anything underneath, the sight of her lithe naked body was causing his cock to quiver from anticipation. Now only clad in her high-heeled white sandals, she moved closer to him and commented:
"You know, Tim, it makes me feel so horny! Standing there just the two of us, entirely naked! Ooh, Tim, please! What are you waiting for? Ooh, kiss me!"
Tim didn't need to be told twice. He started kissing Tanya in a passionate embrace, as they rubbed their naked bodies against each other. Soon, her hands were all over him, and his breathing got heavier as the sexy tease proceeded to grab his desperate member. She was slowly masturbating him as they kissed, purposely bringing him to the very edge of an orgasm. As she felt the twitching of his cock, she suddenly removed her hand and broke away from their overheated embrace. She blinked at him, rubbing her pussy as she said:
"Ooh, Tim! You make me too hot! I'm getting all wet down there, you know? Now, tell me how these fit!"
Tim watched in awe as she pulled on the skimpy bikini bottoms. They were actually more like ultra low rise hot pants, topped by a one inch high button-closed belt. The rear part was hardly more than a narrow strip of fabric, riding into the crack of her ass to fully expose her luscious bum. As for the front part, it could barely cover her pubis. It was closed by a zipper that went one inch down to her crotch, and then circled around her labia for another two inches. With the zipper opened, her bare pussy was totally exposed and ready for action. This detail alone made the outfit arousing beyond all limits.
To make the point even more obvious, Tanya asked:
"Now, Tim! Can you help me close that zipper? Be careful it's tight over there, you better put your finger in to make sure it doesn't pinch me!"
Tim did as she said, carefully closing her zipper as he felt her dripping wetness ooze over his wanting finger. Tanya cooed:
"So, Tim, you like it, uh? Hmm! I sure can see that!"
She reached down to stroke his pulsating erection, masturbating him again to the brink of ejaculation. He felt right about to spurt inside her expert hand when Trisha opened the door:
"Oh, sorry, am I interrupting something? Wow, Tanya, you're totally gorgeous in those bikinis! Now, Tim, here are your swimming shorts! Let's see how the pair of you will look on the beach!"
Tim took the shorts and laboriously pulled them on. Now that they were all sewn, they were even tighter that he had imagined. He found it hard to tuck his raging erection inside them, and the huge bulge it made at the top of his left thigh was utterly embarrassing. He finally managed to fasten the belt buckle and close the zipper. He felt completely exposed wearing them, and wondered how he would ever dare walk on the beach like that. Tracy came in and commented:
"Wow, Tim! You look so sexy in your shorts! I wish you'd take me to the beach like that!"
Trisha added:
"Yes, I think they're a perfect fit! Now Tanya, you know the code, don't you? Let me show you how it works..."
Tim had no idea what Trisha was talking about. She walked towards him, cupping his cock and balls with one hand through the flimsy fabric, while her other hand pressed a small clasp down his belt buckle, causing a circular cover to rise open. Tim couldn't see what was underneath, as the cover was hiding it from his view, but he soon enough understood as Trisha explained:
"See, Tanya, here's the combination lock! All you need to do is raise the tab of his zipper inside this catch and activate the lock. But don't forget the code, uh? Otherwise, he might never be able to take them off! You know, it's like a cotton jail in there, isn't it?"
To emphasize the point, Trisha proceeded to massage his cock and balls through the tight-fitting fabric, purposely bringing him to the edge of a devastating orgasm. She removed her hand at the crucial moment, just as he felt about to spurt his load into his shorts. She stepped backwards, letting Tanya try her hand at unlocking the zipper. Tanya licked her lips as she commented:
"Oh, Trisha! That's so convenient! I'm sure Tim's gonna love his swimming shorts! Now, Tim, let's get dressed! We've still got a long ride until we reach the beach!"
Tim removed the shorts and pulled his jeans back on, having a hard time finding some room for his tremendous erection. Once again, the simple act of walking threatened to have a devastating effect on his tingling member, as he felt the silky rub of the fabric over it. He stopped at the cash desk on the way out, and paid for both his shorts and Tanya's bikini bottoms. Just before they left, Tanya reached for his boner and started masturbating him through the thin material of his jeans as she commented:
"Oh, Tim! Thanks for the bikini! I think we're all set for our date now, aren't we? Now, just be careful you keep your promise and don't make a mess out of your jeans, uh? You haven't got a spare pair, have you?"
Tim started moaning under her expert ministrations. He was right about to spurt into her fingers. Hadn't it been for her expert squeeze technique, applied at the last possible moment, the effect would indeed have been devastating. Tanya giggled as she let go off his twitching cock:
"Tim! You weren't about to lose it all already, were you? The evening has only just started, you know? Now, let's be on our way!"
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