Merciless Cocktease Confession: Lusty Licks

My Merciless Cocktease Confession

Hello, naughty ones. Yep, you guessed it! I’m back with another naughty confession for you – or should I say a merciless cocktease confession. It’s a story that I never thought I would share with anyone. But here I am, ready to spill the beans because it still gives me a good chuckle. It turns me on, too.

It all started innocently enough. I had just moved into a new apartment, and one of the first people I met was a guy named Ivan. He was charming, and handsome, and seemed genuinely interested in getting to know me. Naturally, I was intrigued. But being the playful and slightly mischievous person that I am, I couldn’t resist the urge to tease him a little.

Candy canes and my merciless cocktease confession

One day, as I was unpacking boxes in my living room, I noticed Ivan sitting on his balcony across from mine, reading a book. Inspiration struck, and I decided to grab a big candy cane from the stash of holiday treats I had yet to put away. Then, with a mischievous grin, I made my way out onto my balcony, knowing full well that Ivan would be watching.

I began to eat the candy cane in a very suggestive manner, making sure to maintain eye contact with Ivan the entire time. I could see the faint blush creeping up his cheeks as he tried to maintain his composure and hide his erection. It was exhilarating, knowing that I had his full attention.

I dragged my tongue around the candy cane, savoring the sweet taste as I sucked on the tip with deliberate slowness. I knew that each lick and flick of my tongue was driving Ivan wild. It was as if I was satisfying some very kinky thirst. And I reveled in the power I had over him.

This little game of mine continued for several days.

That’s what makes this a merciless cocktease confession. I made sure I had a candy cane on hand each time I caught sight of Ivan on his balcony. It became our little ritual, a silent dance of flirtation that neither of us acknowledged out loud. But then, one fateful day, things took an unexpected turn. I had just finished my performance with a candy cane when Ivan surprised me by appearing at my door. There was a determined look in his eyes. And before I could react, he reached out and gently took the candy cane from my hand. Then, in a move that caught me completely off guard, he leaned in and kissed me. It was a kiss filled with a hunger that left me breathless and wanting more.

At that moment, all pretense of playful teasing melted away, and the undeniable chemistry between us took over. Clothes flew off as we stumbled into my bedroom. And I decided to have some more naughty fun with Ivan by handcuffing him while he groped and licked my breasts. It was as if we had unleashed something primal within each other, a connection that transcended mere physical attraction.

Putting the “merciless” in my merciless cocktease confession

Ivan lay on his back with his arms overhead and his wrists in handcuffs that I attached to the headboard. Precum trickled down his hard cock as I slowly jacked him off and flicked his nipples with my tongue. He moaned and started pushing his hips up toward my hand when I picked up the pace with my tongue or hand. Then I would abruptly stop and slap his cock a few times, causing him to convulse and cry out, which tickled me to no end. But hey, I told you this is my merciless cocktease confession.

I took my candy cane and rubbed it across my nipples while I teased Ivan. “I bet your cock would feel good between my tits. Wanna fuck ‘em, Ivan?”

“Yes!”

“OK.” I leaned down and squeezed my tits around Ivan’s cock. And he responded by thrusting his hips back and forth as fast as he could. Then I stuck out my tongue only to close my mouth when the tip of Ivan’s throbbing cock almost made contact with it.

“Fuckin’ cocktease!” he fumed while he struggled against the handcuffs.

“Aww… poor baby,” I teased before I straddled him and rode him until I came. Of course, I didn’t allow him to come, despite his pleading. Instead, I told him I’d think about it while I showered and watched TV. Then I took the handcuffs off, gave him his clothes, and told him I needed more time to think about it.

Do I regret any of it? Absolutely not! After all, who knew that suggestively licking a couple of candy canes would turn into a merciless cocktease confession. Granted, part of me still blushes at the memory of that fateful day with Ivan. But for the most part, I’m grateful for the unexpected twist of fate that brought him into my life.

Did I ever take things further with Ivan? Perhaps. Call me to find out.

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