A Date with Kim - Part 3 (The Dance)

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It was Thursday evening, and I was following Kim as she sped through the department store. All week long, she'd been barely touching my cock... But the way her fingers traced as close to it as she could without actually touching it had been keeping me on constant fire... I'd started actually begging for her usual firmer strokes! The sight of her white satin mini-shorts moulding her seemingly perfectly smooth buttocks was doing nothing to calm my arousal. She had me with a permanent hard-on that was getting increasingly difficult to control as I followed her. She stopped in front of a mannequin wearing a white swirly shirt laced above the navel and a pair of totally skin-tight cream-coloured jeans... They looked nearly transparent, clearly letting the black skin of the model show through.

"Here, Philip, there's the perfect costume for you! You'll look like a real pirate in that outfit!"

"Hmm, Philip, have a feel at these linen jeans... They're so soft and thin! Imagine how they'll feel hugging your desperate boner down there!"

Her fingers lightly traced the outline of my erection through my Levi's, running from the base to the tip as she said that... She gave a fleeting squeeze to my erect cock-head, almost sending me over the edge. She picked one of the large leather belts that came with the model, and it really did look like a pirate belt... She sped up forward again and I followed her as she said:

"Come on, Philip! Let's go downstairs and get you some matching boots and a hat!"

It didn't take her long to find what she wanted, and she handed me the hat and boots to carry. She went straight into the nearest fitting-room, telling me:

"Now, come in there and try that outfit! Quick, we haven't got much time before they close!"

For the second time, the vicious little teaser was having me try on girl jeans! Not to mention the swirly shirt! At least, the hat and the boots were from the men's department. Anyway, I had no choice and followed her into the fitting-room. She asked me:

"You don't mind if I stay in there with you, Philip? I'll help you do it faster!"

Without further ado, Kim unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans, lowering them down my waist until my lingering erection sprung forward into the open. She traced her finger over the drop of pre-cum that was dribbling from the tip, put her finger to her mouth and licked it as she said:

"Hmm, it tastes so good, Philip! Hope I can get a fuller taste tomorrow at the party?"

Kim helped me pull on the pirate jeans, and I couldn't believe how tight they fitted me. She deftly handled my erect cock down my left thigh, closing the jeans tight over it as she buttoned them up. She looked down at her handiwork and commented:

"Wow! You look so hot in these, Philip! I love the way your hard cock's showing through that see-through fabric! Put on the shirt and boots now!"

She helped me with the shirt as I tried on the boots. I could feel the fabric of the jeans rub against my cock as I moved to pull on the boots. I knew this could easily get dangerous... And it didn't help that Kim was busy sensuously brushing her fingers over my exposed navel as she tied the shirt into place... She proceeded to adjust the belt of the jeans causing the skin-tight fabric to rub even firmer against my desperately erect member. She released the pressure and I felt some pre-cum escape from the tip of my throbbing cock-head. She adjusted the pirate hat on my head and asked me to go out and model the outfit for her. As I walked, the jeans kept rubbing back and forth against my nearly bursting boner. I could feel more pre-cum dribbling down my thigh. As I came back towards her, Kim commented:

"You look totally perfect, Philip! Just be careful! I can see a wet spot showing down there in that thin linen, right at the tip of your erect penis! Try not to get too carried away, hmm?"

I looked in the mirror and was amazed how wet the fabric appeared from just these few drops of pre-cum... The jeans were really incredibly thin, and incredibly tight as well... Walking in them really felt like being slowly masturbated... I could feel my cock throbbing inside its tight confines. This was all getting very dangerous, like an accident waiting to happen... I tried to argue:

"Kim, I think those jeans are really too dangerous! I mean, I haven't had any real relief for several weeks, you know?"

"Oh yes, I know, Philip! Keeping it all for me, uh?"

"Please Kim, I can't wear these at the party! It's like, they make me feel like I'm going to explode any moment!"

"Oh, Philip, I love that! Knowing you're all ready to burst for me under there!"

Her fingers reached forwards and brushed over my bulging cock-head, almost sending me over the edge as she continued:

"I'm sure you can control yourself, Philip! Take it as Condition 3 for our date tomorrow, hmm?"

Kim stepped back and licked her lips as she watched the desperate throbbing of my nearly exploding erection... Left with no other choice, I hurried back into the fitting-room, swiftly changed back and went to pay for the whole costume...

We'd agreed to go the party together with Tony and Fiona in Tony's brand new car... I felt lucky not to have to ride my motorbike in my new outfit... I knew the vibrations would have been too dangerous! When Tony arrived to pick me up, Kim and Fiona were already in the car with him, and they all sounded quite upbeat... Kim was sitting at the front with Tony, so I sat at the rear with Fiona... I couldn't help checking her outfit as we chatted. She was dressed as a tennis player: white mini-skirt and tight white halter top... From the way her tits were showing underneath the see-through fabric, it was obvious she didn't wear a bra. I couldn't help wonder if she was also going commando under her mini-skirt... Looking down at her legs, I could see she was wearing white stiletto sandals, which might have seemed a bit odd for a tennis player, but was certainly making her even more of a sex bomb!

Tony parked the car and we got out... I was stunned as I finally saw Kim's costume! She was dressed as Barbarella. Her silvery vinyl space-suit looked like it had been glued on. Almost as if it'd been pure body paint! The way it moulded her erect nipples and showed her camel-toe made it quite obvious she was going commando underneath. Along with her white spiked-heel thigh-highs, it really made her look like a sex goddess from outer space... I felt her gaze focus on my throbbing erection as she asked:

"Hmm, Philip, you seem to like my outfit, no?"

"O-oh, y-yes, Kim! You're really stunning!"

"Oh, you're really stunning as well, Philip! I still can't believe how perfect these jeans look on you! You're really totally exposed down there, hmm, Philip?"

"Wow, Philip, they're so tight! And nearly transparent! Hmm, the way your cock-head's showing through! It's obvious you're not wearing anything underneath!"

She stepped towards me, running her fingers up my left thigh as she felt the fabric of my jeans:

"Hmm, they feel so soft! It looks just like you're asking to be fondled right through them, no, Philip?"

I nearly came as she said that! I could feel the tight fabric dangerously rub over my cock-head, drawn as it was by the expert action of her fingers... She removed her hand, making sure her fingers lightly brushed over my bulging cock-head... My cock was left throbbing inside its tight confines, on the brink and eager for some firmer contact... She pointed to Tony:

"And how do you like Tony's Robin Hood costume? Kim helped me find the jeans for him..."

Tony had the usual Robin Hood outfit, but instead of tights, he was wearing skin-tight green cotton jeans with a button-front. They were showing off his erect cock in a quite revealing manner... I could clearly make out the outline of his cock-head through the thin fabric... Fiona almost whispered:

"He's au-naturel as well under there, you know, Philip? In case you hadn't already noticed!"

She turned to Tony and grabbed his erect cock through his jeans, slowly stroking him a couple of times before squeezing his cock-head and removing her hand... Tony was visibly on the edge as she did that... And I felt myself climbing the dangerous slope again as I watched... Kim commented:

"Hmm, Fiona, be careful! We've got to save our dates for later, don't we?"

As we walked off to the party, I could feel my jeans rub over my desperately erect cock... It took all my control to avoid the sensation from sending me over the edge! We arrived at the party, and everyone started whistling as they saw us... I knew I must have been the most outrageous with my nearly transparent jeans barely hiding my nearly bursting boner!

We found a table to sit at, and Kim and Tony went to get us some drinks while I stayed there with Fiona... She huddled closer to me, feeling the top of my thigh as she said:

The way her expert fingers caused the fabric to move and rub along my desperate boner was driving me crazy with arousal... She'd taken to rhythmically tighten and loosen the fabric over my cock to the beat of the music, and it really felt like being masturbated. She looked down at my crotch, drawing the fabric even tighter around my visibly throbbing cock-head as she commented:

"Jeez, the way your erect cock-head's showing through that thin linen! It almost looks as if you were totally naked!"

"Imagine what my fingers could do there, hmm, Philip?"

"Would you like me to play with your cock-head, Philip? Rake my nails right here on the sensitive underside?"

As her nails did just that, I left like cumming right then and there... She went on:

"Or squeeze it back and forth like that between my fingers?"

She had me on the very brink, ready to spurt at any moment. I nearly erupted as the sexy bitch viciously asked me:

"Tell me, Philip! Would you like me to milk you through your tight jeans?"

She squeezed my desperate cock-head and I felt a glob of pre-cum escape from it as she did that and removed her fingers to let them rest motionless at the top of my thigh... It didn't take long for an obvious wet spot to appear through the thin fabric... That expert little teaser clearly knew a few things about milking, and I felt at her complete mercy! Her fingers moved back to feel my erect cock-head and she commented:

"My, Philip! I can feel you getting all wet down there!"

Her little game went on for a while as she repeatedly brought me to the brink, squeezing me out of more pre-cum and each time removing her fingers at the crucial moment. The expert little cock-teaser was keeping me on the constant edge. As I felt the wetness growing inside my jeans, I started almost hoping she'd let her fingers linger long enough on my cock and finally push me over the brink!

Kim and Tony came back with the drinks, and judging from Tony's state of arousal, Kim hadn't been inactive with him either! She looked down at my crotch and noticed the growing wet spot showing around my nearly erupting cock-head... She commented:

"Hmm, Fiona, did you get Philip in such a state already? Be careful there! It almost looks like you've made him cum! Remember! We've decided to share everything tonight, and that includes our little toy-boys, hmm?"

Kim took me to the dance-floor, and I could feel all eyes on my predicament. She licked her lips towards my crotch and moved closer to tell me:

"My, Philip! You should really be careful with that wet spot down there! Make sure it doesn't get any bigger, hmm? I'm sure a bit of dancing will help you cool down! Come on, follow my moves!"

She held me by the waist, her hands upon my belt to start guiding my moves... As the vicious cock-teaser surely knew, this caused my jeans to rub and down my desperate erection as I danced! Far from cooling me down, her expert action had me constantly on the brink, literally feeling as if the jeans were masturbating me! This soon became impossible to control... She stopped right at the point where I felt about to erupt, leaving me teetering on the edge as she held me still... I couldn't help my cock from twitching a couple of times, and immediately felt the pre-cum growing on my thigh... The sexy bitch looked down at her handiwork and loudly commented:

"Tsk, tsk, Philip! Why don't you listen when I tell you to be careful! You're looking even wetter now! Just as if you'd started cumming into your jeans!"

I felt all eyes focus on me as she said that, and heard the giggles as everyone noticed my growing predicament! She resumed dancing a feet away from me, and I followed her moves, trying to ignore the pressure of my jeans over my desperate boner and concentrate on the dance... But the sight of her in her nude-looking Barbarella costume was making it difficult! The tickling I felt in my cock-head was constantly having me on the brink... I managed to keep control for a couple of fast songs, but then came a slow song... Kim moved towards me and started a slow and sensual dance, holding the naked skin of my waist as her thigh moved against mine, getting dangerously close to my crotch... I almost erupted as she finally made the inevitable contact! She pushed tighter over my crotch, and I soon felt as if she were masturbating me with her thigh... I could feel the leather rim of her thigh-highs brush against my nearly bursting cock-head, and the sensation was driving me completely wild! But the sexy little teaser was keeping masterful control of the situation, making sure to keep me right on the edge by slightly moving her thigh away at the most critical moments... This slow and sweet torture was made all the more intense by the sight of Fiona and Tony at the table... Her right hand was seemingly busy playing with him through his jeans... He was looking at us with glazed eyes as Fiona's fingers performed her expert tricks...

The dance finally ended, and I was left right on the edge as Kim stepped away from me and came back to the table to take a sip of her drink... She asked Tony:

"Hey, your turn for a dance, Tony! I think Philip needs a bit of a rest!"

She took Tony to the dance-floor and I sat down next to Fiona on the couch. She mused:

"Oh, Philip, I haven't even started dancing, but my feet feel already so tired wearing these high-heels... Can I rest them for a while up here?"

Fiona shifted in her seat and rested her legs over mine, her left ankle laying on my pelvis while the right one rested on my thighs, almost touching the tip of my erection... Her thighs were barely covered by her skimpy white micro-skirt, and I couldn't help looking at the inviting dark space that was hidden there... She raised her right leg, and rested her heel against the inside of my thigh, about an inch from by bulging cock-head. My cock started throbbing from the proximity of her spiked stiletto heel. I looked again between her thighs, and nearly erupted seeing the sexy bitch was going totally commando underneath her skirt. She was giving me the whole show while her heel brushed against my thigh just mere millimetres from my bulging cock-head... I nearly came when I saw her hand reach down to her pussy while her heel finally made contact with my cock... She slowly drew little circles over the sensitive underside, and I felt like cumming each time she slightly increased the pressure. She asked me:

"Tell me Philip, you like my white sandals?"

"Hmm, what's stunning is the hard weapon you've got down there!"

"I think what it needs is a little milking, hmm, Philip?"

Her heel started rhythmically playing with my desperate cock-head, quickly bringing me up to what I felt was the point of no return... Her fingers were busy playing with her pussy as she did that and commented:

"It makes me so horny feeling you all ripe under my heel! Oh, yes! I feel I'm cumming, now!"

Her stiletto pushed into my thigh, resting motionless just below my cock-head as she seemingly exploded in a powerful orgasm. My cock started throbbing wildly against her heel as she regained her senses and said:

She gave my desperate cock a quick jerk and removed her foot. I was left teetering on the brink unable to prevent another glob of pre-cum from escaping... She looked down at my crotch, licking her lips as she said:

"You liked my little heel-job, no, Philip?"

"My Philip, look at these two over there! Tony's looking like he's almost hypnotized!"

I looked at them and could see Kim's right hand seemingly busy inside Tony's button-front... The little bitch was visibly masturbating him as they danced, and having him right on the edge... I was stunned as I saw her left hand reach for her bag and take out the silk panties from our previous date! She moved closer to our table, so we were the only ones who could see her right hand remove his erection from its tight confines and start masturbating his naked cock... She used the silk panties to cover his cock-head as she increased her pressure and rhythm... Tony suddenly seemed to lose balance as his hands held to Kim's waist... He was seemingly erupting between her fingers into the silk panties... At that precise moment, Kim tightly squeezed his cock-head, holding her fingers motionless for several seconds before shoving his still fully erect cock back into the tight confines of his jeans... She broke their embrace and complained:

"Tsk, tsk, Tony, you couldn't control yourself, could you? My panties are all wet now!"

"Oh, Kim, you've made Tony cum into your panties! What about me now?"

"Oh, don't worry, Fiona, I stopped him right on time with my little squeeze technique! See how hard I've left him?"

"My, Kim, you've left him with wet streaks showing through his jeans there! At least you could have mopped him with your panties after that, uh?"

"Mop him up? Hmm, Fiona! I didn't want them to get any wetter, you know? They could drip into my bag..."

"My turn to take Philip for a dance, now! Just make sure you leave me a bit of Tony, uh?"

I stood up and felt the growing wetness over my cock-head as I joined Fiona for a fast dance... She commented:

"My, Philip! Your jeans are just so tight! They're rubbing over your erect cock as you dance, baby!"

"Tell me, Philip, does it feel like being masturbated?"

"Oh, Philip! Be careful there! You wouldn't want to cream your jeans on the dance-floor just like that, would you?"

As she said that, her fingers fleetingly squeezed my cock-head, nearly sending me over the edge... She pursued:

"Philip, you like being milked through your tight jeans, no? You'd like me to milk you while you dance?"

It only took another of her expert fleeting squeezes to have me helplessly spurt another glob of pre-cum into the tight and revealing fabric. Fiona made sure to comment about how apparent it was:

"My, Philip! Be careful! Remember you're really all exposed down there!"

She removed her fingers just as I felt on the brink of tipping over... I caught my breath, feeling just how vulnerable I was in those jeans, constantly kept on the edge by these two expert little cock-teasers... As we continued dancing, Kim had rested her thigh-highs over Tony's lap, and was visibly playing with his cock with her spiked-heels... The hypnotized look of Tony was enough to let me know Kim was having him teetering on the brink... Fiona walked towards them and told Kim:

"Hey, be careful there Kim! Tony looks like you're about to make him spurt into his tight jeans with your heel!"

"Here, Fiona, he's just ripe for a dance with you!"

Tony was seemingly shaking from the nearness of an eruption as Fiona took him for a fast dance... His erection looked like it would break through his jeans... I watched as I sat beside Kim and felt her hand start fondling my thigh... I could feel the fabric of my jeans rub over my desperate boner as she did that and told me:

"Hmm, Philip, if you can keep it all for me tonight, I'd love to take you home with me!"

"It feels so hard and hot! I can't wait to feel the real thing, hmm?"

"But Philip, we can't leave Fiona and Tony like that, can we? And I need to refresh my lipstick before we go, hmm?"

Her fingers gave an almost decisive squeeze to my throbbing cock-head before suddenly disappearing... She took some lipstick out of her bag and dropped it to the floor as if by accident... She crept down between my legs to pick it-up, and then raised her head to be just level with my crotch... As she slowly painted her lips with the dark red lipstick, she exclaimed:

"Oh, Philip, I love the way your jeans are so totally see-through! I can see your erect cock-head just like if you were totally naked! Hmm, yummy, it makes me feel like having a taste of what's to cum!"

I was dumbfounded as her mouth suddenly moved forwards, engulfed my cock-head and started sucking me through the ultra-thin fabric... I felt her tongue playing on the underside, nearly sending me over the edge before suddenly stopping me in my tracks with a gentle bite of her teeth... She removed her mouth, and I could feel her saliva had further lubricated the fabric around my cock-head... I looked down and was horrified to see the red marks of her lipstick like printed over the increasingly wet material of my jeans... Meanwhile, Fiona was playing with Tony, slowly masturbating him through his jeans as they danced. Tony was visibly right on the edge, and I could see his bulging cock throbbing as they came back to our table. Kim got up and told me:

I had no choice but to get up and follow her to the dance-floor, lipstick showing on my ever more desperately erect cock-head! And the way she made me dance, I felt the rubbing of my jeans alone was about to send me over the edge... She paused for a moment as the DJ announced the last song, and of course it was a slow... Kim started dancing increasingly close to me, holding my bum and sneaking her fingers into the crack of my ass, pushing my jeans even tighter into it... Her fingers reached further down to fondle the back of my balls, causing the fabric to rub up and down my shaft and nearly send me over the edge... This was followed by the pressure of the top of her leather thigh-highs on my desperate cock, and it was taking all my control to resist the sensation and hold back... She whispered in my ear:

"Oh, Philip, it feels so good dancing against you like that!"

As she kept me on the brink, I couldn't help watching how Fiona was having Tony on the edge at the table... The expert action of her fingers on the huge knob that protruded through his tight jeans was visibly about to have him helplessly erupt! The lights came on and as the song was finally ending, Kim pulled the fabric even tighter around my cock, and started a rhythmical motion that caused it to rub on the sensitive underside of my desperate cock-head... It felt just as if she were masturbating me with the fabric. Meanwhile, I saw Fiona's fingers suddenly accelerate, and I knew she was pushing Tony over the tip! It was just too much for me! I suddenly felt like my cock was bursting out of control as a powerful jet of cum started helplessly erupting from its tip... I couldn't believe it! The sexy bitch was having me cream my jeans without even directly touching my cock! At that precise moment the expert little cock-teaser withdrew herself from me, leaving me to desperately try and stop my ongoing ejaculation before it made any more damage. But it was already too late, and I could feel my jeans were getting totally flooded! I was standing there in the bright light in front of her as she looked down at my crotch and exclaimed:

"Oh my, Philip! The way your hard cock's pumping like crazy! You aren't ejaculating into your tight jeans, are you? Oh no, look, they're all soaked now!"

I looked down and could indeed see the extent of the damage... As I finally managed to stop the flood, I felt my cock grow even harder, the sensitive tip straining against the skin-tight soaking wet fabric... Still desperate for some real relief, I followed Kim back to the table. Tony was looking spent as Fiona was visibly still busy slowly milking every last drop off his desperate boner. Fiona looked at my crotch as she in turn exclaimed:

"Wow, Philip! What happened? Your jeans really look like you've just totally creamed them!"

"Yes, Fiona, can you imagine that? He just couldn't control himself!"

"And you know what that means, Philip, uh? What a shame! I was so looking forward to taking you home with me tonight!"

"Same with Tony here! He really likes being milked too much! His jeans are all soaked and sticky now! No way these lightweights can go out with us like that now!"

"Yes, Fiona, no way! Let's have a girl's night out, then! I'm sure it'll be fun! I really feel so horny, you know?"

"Oh so do I, Kim! Just seeing how we've left the poor things! Let's go!"

Kim gave one last fleeting squeeze to my still desperately hard boner, nearly triggering another helpless burst as she told me:

"Another time, Philip, maybe? It really was such fun, you know?"

I was left red-faced and teetering on the brink as Kim whisked away with Fiona and swiftly disappeared...