Stripped and Teased

I knock on Jessy’s door, my heart pounding in anticipation. When she opens it, I’m greeted by the sight of her in the tiniest pink and purple sling bikini. The thin straps barely hold together over her full breasts, and the bikini dips low around her hips, revealing her toned stomach and smooth skin. Every curve of her body is on display, and I can feel my pulse quicken.

"Hey," she says with a teasing smile, leaning against the doorframe. "You like what you see?"

I can barely get the words out, my eyes glued to her body. "Jessy… you look incredible," I finally manage to say, my voice thick with desire. "You’re stunning."

Jessy grins, clearly enjoying the effect she’s having on me. "Good," she says, stepping back to let me inside. "Come on in. You look a little hot," she teases, noticing the sweat forming on my forehead. "Why don’t you get comfortable? Be nude, like me. You’re my boyfriend, no need to be shy."

I hesitate for a second, feeling self-conscious. "I’m fine," I mumble, wiping the sweat from my forehead, still unsure.

Jessy steps closer, her fingers lightly grazing my chest. "Come on," she says softly, her voice dropping into a more intimate tone. "You’re sweating, and I want you to be comfortable. Just like me. You don’t need to hide from me."

I pause, realizing she’s right. Slowly, I nod. "Okay, you’re right," I say, pulling off my t-shirt and tossing it aside. I unbuckle my jeans and slide them off, leaving me standing in just my boxers. I still feel a little shy, but Jessy’s eyes light up as she takes in the sight of me.

"Much better," she murmurs, her voice low and filled with playful intent. "But we’re not quite there yet, are we?"

Without hesitation, Jessy reaches behind her back and unhooks the strings of her bikini. In one smooth motion, the fabric falls away entirely, leaving her completely nude in front of me. Her full, round breasts bounce free, and her smooth, bare skin gleams in the light.

"And now?" she asks with a seductive smile. "Do you like this?"

"Jessy… you’re perfect," I whisper, my eyes glued to her body, unable to tear myself away from her beauty.

She grins, clearly loving the effect she’s having. "Thought so," she says, stepping closer, her body just inches from mine. "But you’re still holding back."

I laugh nervously, instinctively moving to cover myself. "I guess I am," I admit, still feeling a little shy standing there in just my boxers.

Jessy raises an eyebrow, her smile growing wider. "You’re not going to get away with that," she says playfully, stepping behind me. "Let me help you with those," she whispers, her fingers slipping around to the waistband of my boxers.

When I feel her tugging at the fabric, I instinctively hold on to the front, trying to keep myself covered. "Wait, Jessy—" I start to protest, but she’s already moving.

Her hands firmly grip the waistband from the back, and with a quick, determined pull, she yanks hard. The fabric tears with a loud ripping sound as the back of my boxers split open. I can feel the cool air hit my exposed skin as the back of my boxers is completely torn apart.

I gasp, still holding the front, trying to cover myself. "Jessy!" I exclaim, half-laughing, half-shocked. "You just tore them!"

Jessy laughs softly, stepping around to face me again, her eyes gleaming with playful confidence. "Oh, I’m not done yet," she teases, reaching for the remaining front piece of my boxers that I’m still clutching tightly.

"Remove that, my boy," she whispers, her voice full of mischief as she tugs at the fabric. With a quick, firm motion, she grabs the front piece and yanks it away from my grip, leaving me completely exposed. The last shred of my boxers falls to the ground, and I instinctively try to cover myself again.

Jessy smiles and shakes her head, gently grabbing my wrists. "No more hiding," she says softly, her voice teasing but firm. "I want to see everything."

I stand there, fully exposed, my face flushed as Jessy’s eyes travel over my body. Her gaze lingers on me for a moment before she smiles, clearly pleased with what she sees. "Now we’re both comfortable," she murmurs, stepping back slightly to give me a full view of her naked body, her confidence radiating in every movement.

I stand there, still trying to process everything that just happened. "Jessy, you’re unbelievable," I say, my voice low and filled with admiration.

She steps closer, her body now just inches from mine, her hands resting on my chest. "I’m not done with you yet," she whispers, her voice filled with playful intent.

Before I can react, she bends down, sliding her hands under my thighs. With surprising strength, she lifts me up off the floor, cradling me effortlessly in her arms. My legs dangle over her shoulders as she holds me up, and I gasp in shock.

"Jessy! What are you doing?" I laugh, half-shocked, half-amused.

She grins up at me, her eyes gleaming with confidence. "Relax," she says softly. "I’ve got you."

With me still in her arms, Jessy turns me upside down, my legs now draped over her shoulders as she holds me with ease. My head spins slightly from the sudden movement, but before I can process it, I feel her mouth on me. The sensation is immediate—her lips and tongue moving expertly as she starts to suck, taking me in completely.

"Jessy… oh god," I groan, my body trembling as she takes control. The pleasure is intense, and I can feel myself nearing the edge quickly. I try to hold back, but the way she moves is driving me over the edge.

"Jessy… I was trying to tell you—" I begin, but it’s too late. I lose control, and warm liquid fills her mouth.

My eyes widen in horror as I realize what just happened. I didn’t cum—I pissed. I was trying to warn her, but she didn’t stop in time.

Jessy pulls back, her eyes wide in surprise as she processes what happened. I feel my face flush with embarrassment.

"Jessy… I’m so sorry," I stammer, my voice full of apology. "I was trying to tell you… I needed to piss."

For a moment, I expect her to be upset or disgusted, but instead, she bursts out laughing. "You’re too naughty," she says between giggles, shaking her head. "You couldn’t even hold it, huh?"

I laugh awkwardly, still embarrassed. "I didn’t mean to… I tried to warn you."

She grins, giving me a playful smack on the arm. "It’s fine," she says, still amused. "We’re just getting started."

Jessy lowers me back to the ground, letting me catch my breath. I’m still trying to recover from the embarrassment when she steps closer, her naked body pressing against mine.

"You’re all mine tonight," she whispers in my ear, her voice filled with desire. "And next time… don’t hold back."