We drove on through the dark with my arms handcuffed together behind the seat and with Melinda wordlessly teasing my penis. She's only stop the teasing occasionally to grab the steering wheel while she took a drag on her cigarette in the other hand. She kept changing up the technique. I think she was trying to get me to thrust up into her hand because every time I did she would let go and laugh. Then she would pause a bit and start right back in lightly tickling the underside of it.
I was suffering quite a mental struggle. Her lightly teasing fingers stayed mostly up around the head of my penis. I really wanted to feel her touch farther down and so I had a near constant urge thrust up into her fingers. However I knew if I did she'd pull away and I'd feel nothing. This caused me to sit very still which made it easy for her to stay just on the very edge of the most erotically charged spots with only the briefest rare flicker across them.
I was getting pretty good at sitting still and letting her torment me endlessly when she took her hand off and curled her fingers into a loose fist which she placed just on the head of my penis with the circle made by her index finger and thumb just resting around the edge of of it. I looked down at it to see that her hand made a tunnel perfectly positioned for me to slide into. I sat still looking down at that teasing brown hand just wishing I could thrust up into it without her pulling away.
"Come on." She encouraged "Don't your little dickie wanna come in?"
It sooo does but I just keep looking down and wishing I could.
"Come on dickie dickie dickie." she called to it. Then she tried twisting slightly which caused a maddening sensation over the crown. Immediately and involuntarily I thrust up a bit and she didn't pull her hand away. The increased pleasure convinced me to push up further. The glorious feeling stopped when I got about half way into her fist and she just let go.
"Ooooops!" she laughed and I groaned in disappointment as my pelvis and penis returned to their unteased positions.
She took another drag of her cigarette then the soft brown tunnel was returned to it's position on the end of my dick and I tried again. Screaming pleasure until half way in and then poof - nothing.
"Gone again." she teased.
Suddenly I notice that she's pulling into Winton park.
"What are we doing here?" I ask
"End of the line."
"Ok but, what are we doing *here*?"
"I don't wan'chew knowing where I live, so I'll walk from here."
Disappointment swept over me. It's all ending, all this teasing, all this horny energy and she's just going to leave me with it. Without really believing it would do any good I tried pleading.
"But you said you'd fuck me. You kept me hard the whole way here? Why would you do that only to not do anything?"
"Lissen, you been a big weirdo tonight. The last thing I want is perverts like you commin by." and she pulled into a parking spot far from the driveway and not too close to any street lights. "But I DO like hearing you beg."
"I could've just given you a ride home." I can't believe that in the end she was going to win it all. I performed for her like a trained dog and all I got was a lot of teasing and promises. I never even got to see her tits. "I just wanted to fuck you badly" was all I could think to say.
"Das the other thing. You prolly WOULD fuck badly! My mouf and pussy don't feel like yo hand! Ha!" She laughed at her joke but it stung and I had no rebuttal.
"'sides" she continued "I didn't say we was done" and with that she took a last big drag of the cigarette and tossed what was left of it out the window and rolled it back up. Exhaling a huge plume of smoke into the car she shut the engine off, popped off her seat belt and twisted towards me causing her books to sway back and forth a few times. Which, of course, I noticed.
"So" she started to say reaching a finger towards my dick and lightly scratching the underside "did you enjoy our date?"
What's the right answer here? Truth is I very much enjoyed when she was touching me. I also loved when she teased me with her breasts. However I didn't enjoy being talked to the way she does. I didn't enjoy being treated indifferently after I thought she was into me. The handcuffs are a tossup. The helplessness made the teasing hotter but when I wasn't being touched it was just a feeling of helplessness. But the most important question is, what can I say at this point to get something out of her. Even a hand job. I need her to make me cum.
"You're extremely sexy" and in this moment I wasn't lying. Even through her weight issue, her rather plain looks, her temper, her ignorance and rude behavior I'm hotter than I think any real person has ever made me. I can't wish for anything except to hold myself against her tits, skin against skin, and cum into her like a fire hose with my tongue in her 'mouf'.
"Thank you Mike" she was looking at my aching dick and started bouncing it off her finger towards my belly "It's still pretty hard."
"Yes it is." I was watching her face trying to gauge her interest level "it's been hard almost the whole time you've been in the car with me."
"Yeah, I know." She fingered my dick almost absentmindedly for a few moments more and asked "you still wanna cum?"
"Yes! yes I do!" I said enthusiastically but then feeling that sounded selfish I quickly started to add "but I'd also like to ...."
"Of course you do" she interrupted like she wasn't even listening "I see yo dick so I don't really need to ax."
With that she stopped touching me and reached into her purse pulling out a tube of hand lotion or something.
"What's that?" I ask as she pops open the cap.
Ignoring me she asks "You wanna play a game?" and squirts a blob of clear gel into her left hand.
"What game?"
"It's called 'magic hand'" and with that she started squeezing the fingers of her left hand together to distribute the gel. The car filled with the squishy sounds of lube and my heart started to race at the thought that she'd start sliding a lubed hand up and down my dick.
"H-h-how do you play that?" I ask.
"I'll tell you" and she wrapped her gushy left land full around my hard-on and started twisting and pulling just enough to spread the lube all over it.
"Hhhhho my god!" She's not giving me full strokes, the motion is very limited but it feels great. Warm and wet.
"Ok now, you gonna like dis." she lets go of my dick only to circle it with just the thumb and index finger just under the head of the penis. Instinctively I thrust up - and she let go.
"Uh uh uh..." she gently admonished "Dats not how we play. Settle yo'sef and I think you like it."
"OK. I'll try."
"Good. Now..." she replaces her fingers again just under the head. I consciously have to prevent myself from thrusting. "What we do is, YOU make the hand move by what you say. First, let's try 'up' and 'down' OK? Go."
I don't really get it and I'm just looking at her.
"You got to say 'up', den you say 'down'" she explained like she was talking to an idiot.
"Ok, up!" I say.
She laughs looking down and shaking her head "No, you aint stupid" she says sarcastically, then looking back at me "The hand is already up. So you start with 'down'."
"Oh, I see. Down - ohhhhhhh god." she gave me a full delicious lubricated stroke down.
"Up" and here she comes back up.
"Down" back down she goes "My god!"
"Up." it's weird and awkward having to ask for each stroke but if it gets me off it's worth it. I start to speed up to get me there.
"Down, up, down, up," and she's keeping up with my increasing speed. What an angel of ecstasy!
"Down, up, down, up - oh god use your full hand." I ask and although she started to go back down, once she heard I didn't say 'down' she went right back to the head.
"Nah, you cain't say nothin' else."
