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Being a Tease sometimes gets you nowhere

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Being a Tease sometimes gets you nowhere

Last Saturday, when I was walking down the stairs in my building, I met one of my neighbours.  She is a lovely girl in her mid twenties.  She has lived in the building for a few years and we sometimes have a coffee together or share a bottle of wine.  I could see that she had been crying and I asked her what had happened.  She told me the guy she was dating had just dumped her.  When I asked her why, she said he had told her he could not take any more of her games.  I knew immediately what had happened.  Let’s call her Maria.  Maria likes to tease.  With teasing, I mean in a sexual way.  She once told me she loved making a guy hot and wanting her, and then leave him hanging.  I guess this guy got tired of it and left her.  After some small talk I continued on.

When I was in my late teens and early twenties, I did the same as Maria.  I would meet guys and then turned them on just to leave them with their dicks hard and no fun.  I guess I did it to feel I had power over them and that they wanted me.  Some would beg me to let them get their way and release the pressure building in their balls.  At the time I was no virgin, far from it.  Maybe it was just my own insecurity as a young woman that brought on this behaviour.  Many of my friends would do the same thing and we would laugh and make fun of the poor guys.

Then I met a man, we can call him John.  John was in his late thirties and gorgeous.  He had a beautiful apartment, a nice car and was a good dresser.  We would go out and dance, and eat together.  I really liked him, but I could not let go of my wicked ways.  When we would snuggle up on the sofa and he would kiss me I would play along and go as far as touching him over his pants.  I would let him touch my tits and run a hand up my thighs, but never touch any important parts.  This went on for weeks.  It wasn’t that I didn’t want to have sex with him.  I just thought that I had more control over him by doing what I did.

After a couple of months into the relationship he invited me for a late lunch at his apartment.  When I arrived, he had roses waiting for me and a box of chocolates for dessert.  He had made a beautiful shrimp salad, and there were two bottles of white wine in the fridge.  I had dressed for the occasion in a white summer dress, no bra and only bikini panties.  I knew he could see my nipples press against the fabric and I loved it.  He was in jeans and a polo shirt showing off his strong body.

tease-300x215After we ate, we had coffee and dessert on the balcony looking out over a park.  We had finished almost all the wine and I was tipsy.  I figured this was the day I would let him go all the way so I began to run my hands over his chest and we kissed.  The kiss became deeper and we moved inside.  He was so hot and so was I we never made it to the bedroom.  He took off my dress and I helped him out of his jeans.  When we were both naked, I lay down on the floor and he knelt between my legs.  His cock was hard and I couldn’t wait to try it.  He lay down over me and I felt him press against me and sighed with pleasure.

Then he stood up and began to dress, I asked him what was wrong and he said nothing, but I should get up and get dressed.  I didn’t understand what was happening, I felt so exposed there lying naked on the wood floor, my legs spread and my most secret spot open and wet. He looked down at me and said, “Get up, get dressed, and get out of here.” Shocked, I asked, “Why? What did I do wrong? You can’t leave me like this.” He just looked down at me and with a sigh he said. “Now you know how I have felt for the last months. You are a tease, and I want nothing to do with you.”

When I took the elevator down I had tears in my eyes, I felt so stupid, and so frustrated.  But I had learned my lesson; you could only go so far before the guy has had enough.

I am not saying it is wrong not to want to have sex, but if you don’t want because of a specific reason, tell the guy, don’t play games.  Dress as sexy as you want, but don’t lead him to think he might get something you know he won’t.

Read more articles and points of views from Natasha here. Photos courtesy of Shutterstock.

Natasha Tsarina

Natasha Tsarina is the author of fourteen Erotic novellas. When she doesn’t write she likes to take long walks and read. She lives in Spain, and before that for extended time in South and North America. She can be reached through email and you can find her books on Amazon.


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