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After that first experience, Patricia was starting to get addicted to the wicked game of teasing. She just felt the guys were no good for giving her the pleasure she needed. She saw them pretentious and only concerned with getting into her hot pants and have a quick orgasm without the least caring whether she was satisfied. And at the same time, she realized how much power she could have on them. She wanted to put them under her total control by her wildly arousing them, showing them how vulnerable they really were. And she found out how much pleasure she derived from having them in such a state. It made her feel incredibly powerful and sexy to have a guy helpless from the horniness she deliberately provoked in him, and just thinking about it afterwards was enough to give her overwhelming orgasms. She already felt very experienced, but she wanted to attain perfect control in her teasing technique. And she knew she still had a lot to learn.

Patricia found public, crowded places especially adequate for her experiments on the guys. It gave her all sorts of opportunities. Taking the bus to school, she had always enjoyed looking at some guy's crotch out of the corner of her eyes, just to see his reaction to her arousing figure. But now she wanted to get bolder. Instead of just stealing glances at their horny crotches, she started to wonder what would happen if she stared insistently at them. She decided to mostly experiment on guys wearing tight jeans, because that way she could really see how much excited they got. She liked to seat in the crowded bus and wait for some sexy stud to stand just a few feet from her. She would start focusing her gaze right on his crotch. The effect was every time incredible. The guy would start getting nervous and try to hide his growing arousal from her piercing eyes. But his position would seldom let him do anything, and he would stay exposed to her teasing stare, his cock getting uncontrollably hard inside his jeans. She really enjoyed observing the way it would be growing and straining through the fabric, pulsating at her gaze. The tightness of his jeans really made him so vulnerable and it was a great turn-on to her.

As she went on with her crotch-watching game, Patricia was soon able to decide whether a guy was wearing underwear. The guys with underwear had their cock held under their zipper and protected by a double layer of cloth, so their arousal was not so apparent nor easy for her to control. Whereas the guys with no underwear were really exposed. Their hard cock would start extending down their leg in an unmistakable way, and when she stared at it long enough, she always ended up seeing that tell-tale spot of wetness showing through the material of their slacks. To her, that was the best sign that her tease was starting to be really efficient.

And she remembered how easy it had been to jerk off Jim through his jeans at the movies because she could really feel the whole length of his hard-on down his thigh through the thin single layer of fabric. That made her even more aware of how vulnerable a guy with no underwear could be. And then she discovered that she could often tell that a guy was naked underneath his jeans even before giving him a hard-on. When his jeans were really skin-tight, the way his cock and balls would bulge against the fabric together with the clear outline of its foreskin was enough to let her know. And she got terribly aroused at the thought of how helplessly exposed he was to her teasing. It made such a guy a perfect victim to her sexual torture.

One day the bus was really crowded, and a sexy-looking stud was standing just one foot in front of her. Her eyes were just level with his crotch, and as she stared at it, Patricia knew it was her lucky day. His jeans were really ball-tight, showing every detail of his lack of underwear, and they were of a paper-thin wheat-colored fabric. He was looking down at her, and had a plunging view over her braless breasts under her blouse. He started getting aware of her insistent gaze on his crotch, and couldn't do anything to hide his growing arousal. In a few moments she had him hard as a rock, his cock extending a good six inches down his left thigh, really straining through the confining material. She licked her lips lusciously and saw his cock pulsating as she did. She knew he was constantly looking at her and feeling her teasing gaze on his arousal. When she saw that wet stain forming at the tip of his cock, she knew he was really ripe. She went on licking her lips while looking at his dripping shaft, observing how it started to twitch under the material of his skin-tight jeans. Then the vicious bitch started to move her tongue and lips in a rhythmic way, really acting as if she was giving him a blowjob. The effect was incredible. His cock was throbbing uncontrollably, rubbing against the material of his jeans, as if desperately trying to tear the fabric and meet her torturing mouth. The sexy prick-teaser started to increase the rhythm of her chewing motion, while softly blowing her warm breath over the head of his cock. She knew he would really feel it through the paper-thin fabric of his slacks. The sensation was too much for him. She saw his cock twitch tensely. The poor guy couldn't hold himself anymore. His sperm came gushing down his thigh completely soaking his jeans. Patricia was amazed at having so much effect. She had made him cream his jeans without even touching him! Their wetness was so apparent, and she knew it would really be an embarrassing situation for him when he had to leave the bus.

Sometimes, Patricia would have to stand in the bus, and her sexily clad voluptuous body would invariably attract some guy to push himself behind her. Then she would feel his hard cock pressing against her butt. She never retracted, and was aroused at driving him really horny. One day she even noticed a guy had creamed his jeans from his rubbing against her ass. She felt it would be fun to help them, and instead of just acting as if it were accidental, she soon started to reciprocate the rubbing, moving her hot bum over their hard-on. Once, she was taking the subway to do some shopping, and she had noticed a stud wearing skin-tight light brown jeans waiting for the train. She acted as if unaware of him, but was able to steal enough glances at his crotch to know that he was looking at her. She had put on a pair of red vinyl jeans that seemed as if glued to her skin, and she saw the effect they had on his enlarging cock. She knew he was totally naked underneath his jeans. When they were inside the train, the guy took advantage of the crowd to stand behind her. She thought he would start pushing his cock against her, but he didn't. So she stepped backwards just far enough for her ass to be grazing over his shaft. When she felt it was really rock-hard, the sexy bitch pressed her bum tight against his crotch and started rubbing it rhythmically over his arousal. She could feel his hot and heavy breathing in her ears. She knew he was really worked up by her provocative maneuvers. Then the vicious cock-teaser positioned the crack of her ass over his shaft, and started to rub it back and forth between her buttocks. From time to time she would slow down, tightening her vinyl-clad bum-cheeks around the head of his cock. Suddenly she felt it twitching wildly. The guy almost fell off his feet as she had him ejaculate in his jeans with her vicious bum rubbing! When he got off the train, she couldn't help licking her lips at the sight of his completely soaked jeans.

Patricia was discovering how easily she could tease a guy to the point of cumming inside his jeans, and it really aroused her. One night she was at a party, and this poor teen-aged guy wearing ball-tight faded jeans was getting crazy watching her in her skimpy mini-skirt and see-through blouse. She let him talk her into smoking a joint, and as they sat on a sofa, she pressed her thigh against his, watching his hardening cock through the light fabric of his left pant-leg. It was obvious that he didn't have any underwear. She sat to his left and as they smoked, she put her hand over his lap to feel his right thigh. The little teaser made sure that her arm would be brushing against his rod as her fingers felt his leg. She could feel the heat of his now fully erect shaft as it strained through the confining material of his skin-tight slacks. When she took off her arm, she could see he was already dripping from arousal. She asked him for a slow dance, and started rubbing her thigh against his rod as their close bodies moved to the sexy tune. And then, he felt her hand on his crotch as she started slowly massaging his balls, causing the tight material of his jeans to rub up and down his rock-hard cock. He was beginning to breathe heavily as he tried to protest and tell her it was not a place to do that. But when he felt her fingers start to stroke the head of his cock, he couldn't resist anymore. She had him trapped by her deft rubbing. Then the vicious bitch proceeded to masturbate him through his skin-tight jeans, just as she had learned to do with Jim. In a few moments she had the poor boy begging her to stop, telling her she was about to make a mess out of his jeans. She started teasing him, answering that it would be all the more visible since he didn't have any underwear. Then she whispered in his ear «You, know I don't wear any panties, either». The thought of her offered pussy beneath her mini-skirt was too arousing. She felt his cock suddenly twitch between her deft fingers. She kept pumping him as he came, so his juice would really soak his slacks. She felt its sticky contact on her hand through the thin material. She went on rubbing his cock until it was hard again, and he asked her to take a drive with him in his car. She knew exactly what he wanted. So she said that first she wanted him to cross the room several times with his wet jeans. She knew all his friends would see his obvious state, and he couldn't accept to look so ridiculous in front of them. So he told her she was just a bitchy prick-tease, and she answered laughing he might be right. The only thing he could do now was leave discreetly so nobody would notice his soaking wet jeans. She felt so aroused as she went on dancing alone on the dance-floor that she had an orgasm just from rubbing her thighs together.

 

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