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The ride to the beach was about one hour, but it seemed an eternity for Tim. No sooner had he started his motorbike that Tanya's hands were all over him. Her left hand was fondling his nipples under his jacket while her right hand was busy massaging his cock and balls through the skin-tight material of his jeans. The tingling effect of Tayla's balm only made his erection more sensitive to her purposeful ministrations. As they stopped at a traffic light, Tanya whispered in his ear:

"Oh, Tim! It drives me so hot riding behind you on your motorbike! Feeling the warm breeze kiss my naked pussy under my dress! Ooh, it makes me all wet down there, you know?"

She hugged closer to him, rubbing her dripping pussy against the exposed skin at the top of his buttocks. Meanwhile, the expert action of her fingers around his cock-head was having him on the very edge of losing control. Directly worn over his naked member, the silky paper-thin material of his jeans made him totally vulnerable. Tim nearly jumped several red lights as she repeatedly brought him to the brink, only to stop his rising orgasm at the last moment with an expert squeeze technique. And each time she did this, he could distinctly hear her loud moans even through the helmet. The vicious little tease was seemingly swept by an overwhelming orgasm every time she denied his.

As soon as they were out of the city, riding on the open highway, his situation got even more desperate. Tanya's hands had mischievously snapped open the magnetic buttons at the front of his jeans, causing the flaps of fabric to fold down and expose his naked pubis. Soon, her hands were all underneath, reaching down his left thigh to fondle his naked cock under the tight material, as her other hand went under his balls to stimulate his perineum. The little cock-teaser knew this kept him on the brink of ejaculation. All he could do was hope for the warm breeze to dry up the constant flow of precum, seeping through the thin material as she pursued her maddening manipulations. The expert little tease kept a close watch over his reactions, aware of every little twitch that ran through his desperate member. She knew exactly when to apply her skillful squeeze technique to the head of his cock, stopping him on the brink of release every time the crucial point was reached.

Tim felt totally helpless. As he drove his motorbike, he knew he was at her complete mercy. Her expert fingers could have him make a total mess out of his jeans any time she wanted, and he could do nothing to stop her. His need for relief was so intense he almost hoped she would lose her seemingly perfect control over his arousal and have him explode. But even as she rubbed her pussy against him and enjoyed powerful orgasms, she never seemed to lose her wits. As she expertly squeezed his desperate cock-head, the vicious tease kept him constantly teetering on the brink of ejaculation without ever letting him past the edge.

When she drew his cock out of his jeans through the opened flap, Tim felt a rush of panic. What if someone saw them and they got arrested for indecent exposure? But the road was quite deserted, and there was not much he could do anyway. Besides, the sensation of her hands over his naked cock was having him completely spellbound. As she went on masturbating his exposed erection with her right hand, her left hand was removing the white silk scarf she'd been wearing around her neck. Soon, she had the scarf wrapped around his erect member, as if ready to receive his bubbling seed. As she slowly teased his cock-head to the brink of eruption through the soft silky material, his hope of relief became totally unmitigated. He was really starting to believe her intention was to make him cum and yet save him the embarrassment of messing his jeans. He relaxed, letting the steamy effervescence inside his balls get ready for final release. As Tanya fastened the pace of her strokes, he felt about to shoot his load into her expert fingers. His cock started twitching wildly. But as she moaned from her own orgasm, she once again applied an unyielding squeeze to his desperate cock-head, stopping him short just as he reached the point of no return. Tim nearly lost control of his bike as she did this to him. As he straightened his direction, Tanya giggled:

"Oh, Tim, were you about to cum? Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't want my scarf to get all messy, you know, I don't have anywhere to put it! I think I'd better stop teasing you, hmm, or we might really have an accident!"

She unwrapped the scarf and stuffed his throbbing erection back into the confines of his tight jeans. She removed her hands to tie the scarf back around her neck. But soon, her hands were all over him again, massaging his dripping cock-head though the constricting material as she played with his naked balls under the opened flaps of fabric. The expert tease was making sure his arousal would stay at fever pitch. As they approached the resort, Tanya finally withdrew her hands from under Tim's jeans and snapped the pocket buttons shut again. She guided him to her condo, and he parked his bike. She hopped off and said:

"Here we are, Tim! Just leave the helmets here with the bike, and I'll take care of my travel bag! Don't worry, I'll put the bag with our swimming suits in there as well..."

Tim was left with nothing to cover his tremendous predicament as he followed her to the lift. The bulge of his erect member down his left thigh was readily apparent, and the obvious stain of precum that seeped through the thin fabric made his situation all the more embarrassing. He could only hope they wouldn't come across anyone on the way. Tanya took a key out of her travel bag and opened the door of her condo. Tim felt like a shock as Tara and Tina greeted them:

"Hi, Tanya! Hi. Tim! So, did you have a nice trip?"

Tanya replied:

"Hi! Glad to see you're there already! I thought we might overtake you with the bike! Oh, Tim, you don't mind if I invited Tara and Tina as well for the weekend, do you? I'm sure the four of us will have a great time together!"

Tim had secretly hoped he would spend a romantic weekend alone with Tanya, and he couldn't help feeling nervous about what the three little cock-teasers might have in store for him. But they left him no time to answer. Tara's eyes were overtly focusing on his crotch as she commented:

"My. Tim! Your jeans! I think I never saw anything tighter! They're real ball-huggers, aren't they? And that cut is so weird, leaving all your skin exposed from the waist down to your pubis! Hmm! So sexy! But your thingy looks all hard and bothered down there! I can even see your precum drooling through that thin white fabric, you know? You're not wearing anything underneath, are you?"

Before he could say anything, Tina was answering:

"Oh, Tara! That's totally obvious! Just look at the outline of his erection under that skin-tight fabric! The material is so thin it reveals everything!"

She walked towards him and reached over, running her fingers over his left thigh just inches from his pulsating cock.

"Oh, Tim, it feels so soft! It's that same silky cotton fabric as the suits you were wearing at the office, isn't it? But so much tighter, uh? Hmm, it makes me all hot down there remembering your presentation! But be careful not to have another little accident, uh? With no shirt under your sexy jacket, you couldn't even use it to cover it up, could you?"

As she was speaking, Tina grabbed his cock-head between her fingers and started slowly masturbating him through the thin material, threatening to have him spurt his full load. She went on:

"Hmm, Tim! Your cock's so hard and throbbing! I think I've never seen you so aroused! Tell me, Tanya, did you tease him that much on the way?"

Tanya giggled:

"Oh, Tina, just a little bit, you know? I always love to tease... I guess it must be Tayla's balm that's driving him so horny... She told me she might have applied a bit too much of it when she was helping him with his swimming shorts, you know?"

Tim was dumbfounded. The vicious little tease had known all along about the balm, and how it made his desperate cock so much more sensitive to her expert manipulations. Tara said:

"Oh, Tanya, that's so wicked! Tim must really feel on the brink of cumming all the time, now, just walking with his ball-tight jeans rubbing over his erect cock! Tina, you should be careful! We've got all the weekend left, haven't we? I don't think Tim would be happy messing his jeans just now, would he? Unless he's got a spare pair, that is!"

Tanya replied:

"Oh, Tara! I'm afraid Tim was in a bit of a hurry as we left! He didn't have time to bring anything! Well, apart from his new swimming shorts..."

Tanya took their swimming suits out of her bag, handing them to Tara as she asked:

"So, how do you find them? Trisha told me it's the latest trend!"

Tara took the suits and commented:

"Oh, Tanya, they really look so sexy! I can't wait to see you both on the beach wearing them tomorrow! But I'm afraid these skimpy shorts wouldn't do for Tim to wear on a night out, would they? Here, Tina, have a look!"

Tim was right about to spurt into his only pair of jeans when Tina removed her hand from his helpless cock to take the suits from Tara's hand. She ran her fingers over them and said:

"Hmm! I really love that silky fabric! And they're so skimpy! Tell me, Tanya, what's that huge looking buckle here for in Tim's shorts?"

Tanya giggled:

"Oh, Tina! It's just a cover for the combination lock, you know? Just to keep things under control in case it gets too hot, hmm?"

Tara started giggling as well:

"Oh, Tanya! That's really wicked! The weekend's gonna be so much fun! Now, we've been thinking a bit with Tina what we could do tonight... It's already a bit late for dinner, you know? We thought we might just go and visit Tantra at Heaven T's, and then maybe finish the night clubbing? I'm sure Tim would love that!"

Tim finally managed to speak:

"Well, Tara, that sounds great, I love clubbing, you know... But tell me, what's this Tantra at Heaven T's you're talking about?"

Tina replied:

"Oh, Tim! Haven't you heard of Heaven T's? It's the premier lap dancing joint over here! Tantra is the top dancer there. And she's also one of our best friends, you know?"

Tara added:

"Oh, yes! We've learned so many things from her! If you're lucky, she might even let you in the V.I.P. Room, you know? Cum on, it's getting late, let's go!"

Tim had no choice but to follow them as they left Tanya's condo. His arousal had only gotten worse after Tina's manipulations, and he had no way to hide it as they walked along the busy sea-front avenue that led to the club. He felt all eyes of the by-passers focus on the obscene arousal that showed through his tight jeans. Luckily for him, Heaven T's was only a couple hundred yards away. As they reached it, Tanya kissed the seemingly intimidating bouncer and told him:

"Hi, Joe! Glad to see you! Here's Tim, my new boyfriend, you're gonna let him, aren't you?"

Joe replied:

"Well, Tanya, you know he should pay the 10 bucks cover charge to get in... But as long as you get a bottle of Champagne from the bar, I can waive that for him..."

Tim ended up paying 100 bucks for the Champagne. They sat at a table in front of the stage, sipping their drinks as they watched the show. Round after round of sexy exotic dancers were doing their strip act on the stage, lasciviously rubbing themselves against the metal pole to the sound of the music. And everyone of them seemed to be staring right at his helpless erection, licking their lips at his obvious predicament. If Tim had hoped for some rest, he could only see his situation was getting more critical as every second passed. There was one dancer that had an even more arousing effect on him. She was wearing a skimpy latex outfit with matching thigh-high spiked-heeled boots. Around her waist was a thin silver chain, bearing the heart and letters of the "I Love to Tease" logo. As she stripped in front of him, she seemingly had an orgasm making love to the metal pole. And all the time, her eyes were focused on his erection, extending down his thigh under his skintight jeans. She wore absolutely nothing under her snug outfit, and Tim's helpless
member was obviously throbbing as she licked her lips at him.

After the song ended, Tim watched the dancer pull on her outfit next to the DJ's booth. He couldn't take his eyes off her. His heart started pounding faster as she walked towards their table and smiled:

"Hi, Tanya! Hi, Tina! Hi, Tara! I see you've got a new friend here..."

Tanya answered:

"Hi, Tantra! You really look great tonight! That's Tim, we've been his trainees for the past week..."

Tantra said:

"Hi, Tim! I've been watching you while I was dancing, you know? I find you really cute! Hmm, white jeans, no underwear, I can see everything! Tell me, would you like a private dance with me in the VIP Room?"

Without letting Tim the chance to answer, Tanya said:

"Oh, Tantra! I'm sure Tim would love that! But just be careful, you know, we want to go clubbing after that.. Tim, remember your promise, uh? I'm sure I can trust you!"

Tantra enticingly signaled Tim to follow him. He got up and walked awkwardly behind her, all too aware of his helpless erection as it rubbed against the constricting material of his jeans. As he looked at Tantra, the mere expectation of spending time in the VIP Room with this luscious sex bomb was almost enough to bring him to the brink. They stopped at the bar on their way, where Tim had to buy another bottle of Champagne to be allowed into the VIP Room. Tim followed Tantra down the stairs to the basement, where she let him in the room. It was softly lit, with two comfy black leather sofas facing each other, and mirrors covering the walls and ceiling. There was a sweet and erotic incense scent, rising from a candle on the side-table. The room had its own sound system, playing soft romantic anthems. As they sat together on one of the sofas, Tim felt a glimpse of what the Heaven in the club's name might be about. Tantra rested one hand on his left thigh and asked him:

"So, Tim, how long do you want to spend with me in here? Most guys go for half an hour, you know? That's only 200 bucks upfront, plus as much tipping as you want if you enjoy it! Is that OK with you, or would you like more time?"

Her little finger was tracing the outline of his erection as she spoke. Tim stuttered:

"N-no, ha-half an hour will be fine. Here..."

He handed her the money, and she slid the notes inside one of her thigh-high boots. She got up and licked her lips at him as she said:

"Hmm, Tim! You are cute! I really like your sexy tight jeans, you know? I'm sure you'll enjoy our time together! I'm gonna switch the music to my favorite 30 minutes mix, and then the show can begin... Oh, one more thing I have to tell you... Here, we don't have any of those silly no touching or minimum distance rules as in some other clubs. But there's a few rules the management is very keen upon. The customer must always stay clothed at all times. That means, no thingy out, hmm? And you mustn't initiate any touching by yourself. Apart from that, anything goes! Now, just relax and enjoy the ride!"

Tantra switched on the music and started a very slow strip-tease as she danced in front of him. She first undid one button off her black latex top, causing her bountiful breasts to almost snap free. She then unzipped her skin-tight black latex shorts, slipping a hand inside to massage her pussy. She kept looking at him all the times, her eyes wandering from his face down to his crotch, licking her lips as she observed his predicament. When she laid her back on the floor and started fingering herself to orgasm under her latex shorts, while her raised spiked heel expertly traced the outline of his erection, Tim knew he was in hot trouble. She was using the ceiling mirror to precisely guide the tip of her heel and stimulate the erogenous spots on the underside of his cock-head through the thin revealing fabric of his skintight jeans. Her action was quickly bringing Tim close to the brink, and he felt somewhat relieved the effect of Tanya's balm was slowly wearing down. As his cock started twitching, she removed her heel from its explosive position and got back up on her feet. She licked her lips at the growing stain of precum leaking from the tip of his throbbing erection. She commented:

"Hmm! So big! I like it! It makes me so horny, you know?"

Tantra leaned over him and grabbed his desperate member, giving it a nearly decisive stroke before squeezing it and removing her hand. She resumed dancing and went on with her strip-tease. Soon, her top was completely removed, and she stood massaging her breasts to the slow beat of the music. She rolled the top of her latex shorts further down her shaven pubis and slid one hand inside as she leaned over Tim again. She proceeded to rub her latex-clad knee right over his crotch as she had him suck her nipples. The sexy bitch was fingering herself to a powerful orgasm as her vicious massage threatened to wreak havoc on his nearly erupting member. Tim was on the brink of losing control when she suddenly withdrew her knee and reached forward to squeeze his twitching cock-head. He felt yet more precum escape from the tip even as her expert fingers stopped him at the very edge of spurting his load into his jeans. She stepped back, resting her knees on the floor as her hands wandered over his thighs. She was licking her lips as she watched the effect of her fingernails feathering the outline of his throbbing erection. The sexy tease again had him right on the brink. As his cock started twitching, her wanton mouth engulfed his cock-head, lightly biting it through the thin material of his jeans. Her expert action had the same effect as a squeeze technique, stopping the build-up of his eruption at the crucial moment. She stood up and licked her lips as she said:

"Wow, Tim! It tastes so good! I sure would love to take it out and make you cum in my mouth, you know?"

Tim looked at the desperate state she had put him in. Her lipstick had left red stains around the huge outline of his cock-head, and his seeping precum was ever more visible through the paper-thin material of his skintight jeans. Tantra went on with her strip-tease, this time completely removing her latex shorts. She danced stark naked in front of him, but for her silver chain and thigh-high boots. She turned her back to him, squatting over his lap until her bum was rubbing over his helpless erection. She guided his hands to her dripping pussy, having him finger her to another exploding orgasm as her vicious bum-rubbing kept him on the very edge. She stopped a split second before it was too late, and turned over to face him, humping her wet pussy against his still twitching cock as she had him suck her tits again. She was soon taken away by another overwhelming orgasm, just as his was starting to build up. She hugged him tight for a moment, and then moved to sit on the sofa next to him. As she started stroking his erection, she said:

"Oh, Tim! That was so good! You know you deserve a reward for what you just did! You know what I do to the guys when they're nice to me? Just what they dream would result from some sexy friction dancing! I love to make guys cum into their pants, you know? Tim, do you want me to do this to you? Look, you're so horny! I'm sure you'd feel all nice and relaxed after that, wouldn't you?"

Her fingers were right about to have him spurt as she went on:

"Only, your jeans are so revealing, you know? It would be so obvious if I made you cum, and I'm not sure Tanya would like that... Tell me, what are these buttons on the pockets for?"

Tantra started playing with the magnetic buttons, opening them and folding the flaps of fabric down to expose his naked skin. She exclaimed:

"Wow! That's so sexy! I can reach under there and feel everything! Tell me, Tim, don't you think it's a bit risky not to wear anything under those tight sexy jeans? I mean, it makes you so vulnerable!"

Her hand had reached under and was massaging his balls. She added:

"Oh, Tim! They're so tight and full! You must have so much seed here just ready to spill! Listen, I've got something here that might help you..."

She took a small cylindric container out off the top of her boot and proceeded to spray its entire contents over his jeans right at the tip of his straining erection. At first, Tim felt like a cold sensation as her fingers went to work and thoroughly massaged the liquid through the paper-thin material until it filled every sensitive pore on the underside of his cock-head. Tantra giggled:

"Don't worry, Tim, it's non greasy! It won't leave a stain on your white jeans, you know?"

The familiar tingling almost immediately started. Tim's arousal was bursting beyond proportions as he realized the active essence was surely much more concentrated even than Tayla's balm. As if to confirm his distress, Tantra said:

"You know, it's just a Chinese herbal formula to keep you all nice and horny all night long! I'm sure you'll love it!"

The effect of the spray was getting stronger every second as Tantra tantalizingly played with his cock-head, masturbating him through his jeans until he felt on the brink of spurting. She went on:

"All the guys love it when I do this to them, you know? It makes it so much more intense for them when I make them cum! And what with your jeans, so tight and thin, nothing between them and your thingy! Hmm! The essence must have gone right through that scanty lack of protection! The effect must be incredibly acute! Can you feel the tingling down there, as if your cock was going to burst out of such extreme arousal? Tell me, Tim, don't you want me to make you cum? To make you flood your slutty tight jeans until you release all that tension?"

As she expertly kept him wavering on the edge of doing that, tightly squeezing his cock-head every time at the crucial moment, Tim managed to stutter:

"Tan-Tantra, please! You know I've made a promise, don't you? And you know how terribly embarrassing it would be to cum inside those jeans anyway!"

Tantra giggled:

"Oh, yes, Tim, I can understand that! It would be such an obvious mess, wouldn't it, cumming in your skintight jeans and no underwear? That white paper-thin fabric would show everything! Hmm! I'd love to see that!"

Tantra took her glass of Champagne from the side-table and started sipping it as she added:

"But look, Tim, you've already got so much precum seeping through there! It wouldn't make much difference, would it? You could just tell Tanya I spilled some Champagne over there, couldn't you? Just like that, you know?"

As she said that, the vicious cock-teasing little bitch poured the entire contents of her glass over his throbbing erection, completely soaking the material of his jeans. She really made it look as if he'd cum right through them. She giggled:

"See, Tim, now you've got no reason to resist, have you? Cum on! Let me have you cream you jeans with all that boiling seed! Unless you'd rather have me calm you down like that ..."

She took an ice-cube from the Champagne bucket and proceeded to rub it right over the tip of his helpless erection. Far from calming him down, this actually increased the permanent tingling he was feeling down there. As she expertly massaged the underside of his twitching cock-head with the melting ice, Tim was once again on the very brink of erupting into his jeans. And in the state she'd already put him in, he could now only hope for that final release. But as the ice finished melting into the thin material, Tantra's fingers tightly squeezed his cock-head, stopping the build-up of his imminent orgasm. She giggled again:

"Wow, Tim, you're so horny even the ice can't cool you down! I just managed to make your jeans even wetter, didn't I? Tell me, Tim, still sure you don't want me to make you cum?"

As she resumed stroking his desperate member to the brink of eruption, Tim felt overpowered by such convincing arguments. He could only capitulate:

"OK, Tantra! You know I can't stand the arousal anymore! Please, make me cum!"

Tantra laughed:

"Oh, Tim! Such a naughty boy! So you really want me to masturbate you through your skintight jeans until you ejaculate straight into them? Hmm! You like what I'm doing to you, don't you?"

Tim croaked as his breath got faster:

"Y-yes, Tantra! I love it! Oh, please! Please don't stop!"

Tim was right about to erupt when Tantra slowed down her nearly decisive manipulations. She crossed her legs, resting the tip of her heel over Tim's left thigh. She said:

"Hmm! We've only got 10 minutes left! Do you think I can make you cum in such a short time? Tell me, Tim, I see you looking at my boots all the time... Is it that you like them? You know, some of the guys who cum here have this little foot fetish? They just love it when I make them cum like that..."

Her hand went under the flaps of his jeans to fondle his naked balls, while the tip of her heel moved up to tease the underside of his cock-head. As Tim's desperate member started quivering from the proximity of orgasm, she went on:

"So, Tim, would you like a little foot-job? Want me to make you spurt as I masturbate you with my heel through that thin revealing material? Hmm! You like it, don't you? You like being teased like that to the brink of sperming your slutty jeans, uh? Tell me, Tim, are you close to your orgasm, now?"

Tim had difficulty breathing as he answered:

"Oh, yes, Tantra! You got me so close! I feel I'm gonna cum any moment now!"

Tantra giggled:

"Oh, Tim, I can feel that! Your balls are getting all tense inside my hand under there! All ready for take-off, aren't they? Now, how does it feel when I rake you there underneath your cock-head with the tip of my stiletto?"

Tantra's heel was purposely stimulating Tim's most erogenous spot with slow grazing jerks. This was having a devastating effect on his nearly erupting member. As her hand proceeded to massage his perineum underneath his jeans, Tim felt a boiling jet of cum rush from his balls up the length of his erect shaft. It escaped from the tip of his cock with such pent-up strength into the constricting fabric as to leave a streak that extended almost to his knee. But just as the second jet of his orgasm prepared to erupt into his twitching member, Tantra moved her heel to exert an unyielding pressure on his T-Spot. At the same time, her fingers were taking advantage of the open flaps of his jeans to tightly squeeze the base of his naked cock. There was no further escape for his denied orgasm. The expert little tease had taken him well past the point of no return, and managed to cut him off at the most crucial moment. Tim almost passed out from the frustration as Tantra said:

"Wow, Tim! Did you start cumming into your jeans already? But I've hardly started teasing you! We've still got 5 minutes to go here! Now I'm gonna give you a little treat to show me you really deserve that orgasm..."

Tantra climbed over the sofa, her legs dangling down the back while her thighs encircled Tim's head. She hugged her dripping pussy right over Tim's mouth while stretching her torso backwards. Her hands were resting on his thighs as she said:

"Here, Tim! Can you feel how hot it is for you? You've made me so wet and horny, you know? Now just show me how good your tongue feels on it!"

As Tim started licking her, her right hand had moved up his thigh to fondle his desperate erection. The ceiling mirror helped her monitor his every reaction as she once again brought him to the brink. The sexy cock-teaser commented:

"Oh, Tim! It makes me so hot, you know! Masturbating you through your skintight jeans as you're giving me such wonderful head! I can already feel my orgasm rising, you know? And I so much love this song..."

Tim listened to the song. It was Madonna's last James Bond theme song, but with a twist on the lyrics: "Cum another day... I wanna tease today!". Tim couldn't help wondering if it was indeed Madonna singing, or some talented impersonatrix. But soon his attention drifted away from the song as Tantra's loud moans signaled the imminence of her orgasm. The expert grazing of her fingers on his throbbing cock-head were having him hovering on the edge as she moaned:

"Aaah! Tim! Yes! I'm cumming! Oh, yes! Oh, cum with me, baby! Cum in your jeans for me!"

As she was taken by her seemingly endless orgasm, Tantra accelerated the beat of her feathery strokes, grazing her fingers up and down the whole length of his erect member. As she expertly stimulated the underside of his cock-head through the thin material, Tim felt once again the unstoppable gathering of his brewing semen start spurting up his shaft. He thought his final escape had finally arrived and moaned as a powerful jet of cum started erupting from the tip of his confined cock. But just as Tantra felt his sperm gushing through the paper-thin fabric of his jeans, she once again applied her T-Spot treatment on his helpless erection, suddenly interrupting his orgasm as soon as it had started. Her fingers tightly squeezed his cock-head, leaving no escape for the remainder of his eruption. With most of his cum still helplessly trapped inside his aching balls, he was left in a state of most intense frustration. The song ended as Tantra told him:

"Oh, Tim! I'm sorry I had to calm down your poor thingy! But I thought you'd regret breaking your promise! Anyway, time's up now! Don't worry, I'll tell Tanya about the Champagne! And don't forget about the tip, uh?"

Tim felt compelled to give her a generous tip. After all, she'd treated him with some of the most intense sensations he'd ever experienced. She gave a last squeeze to his throbbing erection as she cooed:

"Oh, thank you, Tim! You're so hot and hard down there! You know, I'd really love to dine with you one of these days!"

She dressed up and opened the door, motioning Tim to climb the stairs in front of her. As she held him by the hips, she commented:

"Hmm! I really like your tight jeans, you know!"

Tim felt utterly embarrassed as he had to walk through the showroom in front of her, with no way to hide his telltale predicament. The soaking wetness of his jeans over his protruding erection was all but too obvious. As they reached Tanya's table, Tantra commented:

"Oh, Tanya! Tim was wonderful, you know! Such a shame he had this little accident! Too much Champagne, I think! I'm sure you can understand!"

Tanya replied:

"Hmm, Tantra! I can see that! I think Tim got a little carried away, didn't he? Forgetting about his promise! Well now... I don't think we can take him clubbing like that, can we?"

Tina said:

"Oh, certainly not! They wouldn't ever let him in! Listen, let's drop him at your condo, and we can have our own girl's night out, shall we?"

Tim had no choice but to follow the three T's back to Tanya's condo. As they got there, Tanya ushered him into the kitchen and told him:

"Now, Tim, you know how to use a washer-dryer, don't you? Just take your jeans off and make sure they're all nice and clean for tomorrow! Here, put your swimming shorts on while you wait for us!"

As she handed him the shorts, Tim asked:

"Please, Tanya! You don't want me to change into these shorts right in front of Tara and Tina, do you?"

Tanya replied:

"Oh, Tim! Don't be so self-conscious! You know your jeans are already revealing everything! Just do it, and don't waste more time!"

Tim had to strip in front of them, and listen to their comments as his helpless erection popped out of its tight confines. Tara was saying:

"Hmm, Tim! I can see Tantra left you even more horny than you were before, didn't she?"

She reached over and started masturbating his naked member, removing her hand just as he reached the brink. This made it even more difficult for Tim to slip into his swimming shorts. As he finally managed to close the zipper, Tina said:

"Wow, Tim! Your shorts are so sexy! That's what they call ultra low rise, isn't it? I can almost see your pubic hair poking out! Hmm! Will you be wearing them tomorrow at the beach?"

Tanya answered:

"Of course he will, Tina! Didn't I tell you it's about all he could bring with him?"

Tina replied:

"Hmm, Tanya! It's gonna be so much fun! I love the way Tim's thingy looks like it's about to burst through that skintight fabric!"

She reached forward and started stroking his desperate boner through the flimsy material, deliberately bringing him to the brink of eruption. But just as he felt the rise of a seemingly unavoidable orgasm, she gave a tight squeeze to his boiling cock-head, cutting off his impending release just as it was about to happen. She stepped back and said:

"Well, Tim! You almost let me have you lose it all in your shorts, didn't you? Not sure Tanya would have been so happy about that! You really need more self-control, you know?"

Tanya said:

"Oh, Tina! You're so wicked! How would you think Tim could resist the way you were masturbating him?"

She plugged the tab of his zipper into the combination lock and added:

"Here, Tim, just to make sure you're a good boy while you wait for us!"

Tanya kissed him on the lips as she stroked his helpless shaft to near eruption, leaving it desperately throbbing inside the confines of his shorts. She gave a last squeeze to his desperate cock-head and stepped away to follow Tara and Tina. Before closing the door, Tara giggled:

"Hmm, Tim! Don't worry! I'll keep an eye on Tanya while she's at the disco! You wouldn't want her to flirt with another guy, would you?"

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