I Can Be The Worst Little Naughty Tease!

Naughty tease and denial is always fun for me.

Many told me I was a naughty tease when I was in school, making guys’ balls blue and then letting them hang. When I moved on to college, a whole group of my friends and I did a lot of mean stuff to guys. We would arouse them and then let them think we’d go all the way. Then we’d stop at the last moment and leave them with throbbing crotches. I’m sure many a guy had to go home and beat off after a date with one of us. I like being in control. When a lesser beta man approaches, it’s fun to spend some time with him, string him along, then bye-bye.

I guess it brings out my inner bitch. Some guys get mad when ladies use them for free dinners and drinks or expensive nights out with no follow-through. Thanks for the dinner and a show, but I’ll be going now. It’s incredible how many guys don’t understand our mere company is payment enough. They think that because they buy us dinner and take us out on a date or two, we owe them sex. They couldn’t be more wrong. My friends all saw this same way. Some of us would invite a guy in after a date, give them a few kisses, and promise a second date. Then, we’d send them on their way.

Some of the guys enjoyed the naughty tease bit; others didn’t.

This one guy I dated, I was so above him; he was just not in my league. I was honestly doing him a favor just letting him be seen with me in public. He had some notion that I’d somehow choose to sleep with him after the third date. I invited him in for a coffee after our expensive date. We had some and talked a bit, but I was getting tired. I was wearing beautiful lingerie under my dress, but I’d had trouble with the zipper on my dress before. Knowing this, I asked my date if he could help me with the zipper. I had a feeling he was thinking I was undressing for him, but I’m a sadistic, naughty tease. He’d convinced himself that a night of passion was within reach.

He unzipped the dress, and it fell to my waist. I could feel his eyes boring into me from behind. I thanked him for undoing the zipper and walked to the door, opening it. Then, I bade him a good evening. The look on his face was indescribable. He thought we’d be heading to the bedroom, not me showing him the door. Then, I kissed him on the cheek as he walked to the door. I could see the tent in his pants, betraying his feelings. I felt so mean being such a naughty tease, but no way in hell I’d fuck that guy.

Afterwards, I called my girlfriends, and they laughed about it.

One time I was on a double date with my friend and her boyfriend and a guy I’d seen a couple of times. At the end of the date, they started to make out a bit, and my date thought weshould do the same. Sometimes, two couples can each have a make-out session in the same room with another couple. He thought wrong. I let him kiss me a few times, but I wasn’t into him that way. He ran his hand up my skirt and thought he might get to touch me, but I slapped his hand away. He didn’t seem to enjoy the naughty tease idea as much, and I didn’t hear from him again, but that’s fine.

There was one guy I did like, and we saw each other for a while. We didn’t make love for months after we met. I was going to make him wait for me. He had to know what a prize I was before I gave in. I got him so worked the night he thought we would go all the way. He was so shocked when I left. I said I’d forgotten about a test in the morning and I had to leave to study. He was practically ready to enter me. Oh, I can be a bitch and a naughty tease when I want to be! He got over it, though, and I did see him a good long while.

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