Erotic Stories: Jane's Masterful Tease

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The anticipation was killing me. I watched as Jane, my personal dominatrix, stepped towards me in that skintight yellow latex catsuit. The latex shone under the soft lighting, highlighting every delicious curve of her body.

The outfit hugged her perfectly, from her full breasts, down to her slender waist and hips, and the tight fit left nothing to the imagination.

As she moved, the latex squeaked and shifted, the sound sending shivers down my spine. With each step, the scent of rubber filled my nostrils, heightening my senses and making my mouth water.

I wanted to touch, to feel the smooth, shiny fabric against my skin, but I knew I had to wait. Jane was a tease, a master of her craft, and she was going to draw out this pleasure.

She ran her hands over her body, caressing her full breasts, teasing her nipples through the tight latex. I could see the outline of her hard nipples, and my cock twitched in response. She knew exactly what she was doing to me, the filthy minx. With every touch, she smiled, her eyes burning with desire and a hint of cruelty. She loved the power she had over me.

Jane approached, her movements graceful and deliberate. She carried a collection of silk scarves and a feather tickler, which she dragged across my skin, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. The sensation was electric, and I could feel my heart racing as she teased and tantalized. The soft feathers danced across my chest, down my stomach, and then lower, each touch making me yearn for more.

I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations as the feather tickler traced patterns on my skin. Then, I felt the soft caress of silk as she draped a scarf over my eyes, blocking my vision. The sensory deprivation heightened my other senses, and I became aware of the latex-covered breasts pressing against my chest, the scent of her perfume, and the soft, seductive sounds of latex rubbing as she moved.

Jane whispered in my ear, her hot breath sending a shockwave of desire straight to my cock. "You're mine now, and I'm going to take my time with you." Her words sent a bolt of pleasure straight to my core, and I knew this session would be unforgettable.

Jane's fingers trailed down my chest, her latex-covered fingertips sending sparks of pleasure across my skin.

She leaned in close, her breath hot on my ear, and whispered, "I'm going to make you beg." Her voice was like a drug, clouding my mind and heightening my desire. I wanted to beg, to plead for release, but I knew that would only happen on her terms.

Her hands continued their descent, teasing the sensitive skin of my abdomen, before reaching the waistband of my pants. With slow, deliberate movements, she unbuttoned and unzipped me, the sound of the zipper like a promise of what was to come.

My cock, already hard and throbbing, sprang free, and she took it in her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

I gasped at the sensation, my eyes rolling back as a bolt of pleasure shot through me. She stroked my length slowly, her hand a soft, tight grip that was almost too much to bear. The latex-covered sound of her hand moving up and down added to the sensory overload, and I could feel my pre-cum leaking out, making her hand slick and shiny.

Then, without warning, she stopped. I whimpered at the loss, but she just chuckled, a dark, seductive sound. "Not yet," she purred, running her latex-covered fingers over my sensitive tip, teasing me mercilessly. "I want you to earn it."

She stepped back, leaving me aching and desperate. The silk scarf still covered my eyes, intensifying the sensory play. I felt a soft caress on my chest as she trailed the feather tickler over my sensitive nipples, making them harden further. She teased and toyed with me, her touch light and fleeting, driving me wild with need.

I moaned, my body begging for more. "Please, Jane," I found myself pleading, my voice hoarse with desire. "I need you. Take me, now."

She laughed, a low, sultry sound that sent vibrations through my body. "Oh, you'll take me, all right. But first, I want to hear you beg for it. Beg for my tight, wet pussy to impale you."

Her words sent my imagination into overdrive, and I could picture her dripping core, ready to take me in. I needed no further encouragement. "Please, let me feel you around me, Jane. I need to be inside you, now."

Jane's eyes burned with desire as she watched me, my body thrumming with anticipation. She lowered herself onto me, her latex-covered pussy lips teasing the tip of my cock, making us both groan with need.

Then, slowly, she sank down, taking me deep inside her. I felt the tight, wet heat of her envelop me, and it was sheer bliss. We both moaned, our voices harmonizing in pure, animalistic need.

She began to move, her hips rolling and grinding in slow, deliberate circles. The latex squeaked and shone with our combined juices as she rode me, each movement sending pleasure coursing through my body.

I reached up, caressing her breasts, now heaving with each thrust, and pulled at her nipples, making her cry out. "That's it, touch me," she panted. "Feel my body as I take your cock deep inside me."

Her words spurred me on, and I thrust up to meet her, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm.

The latex catsuit shone in the soft light, highlighting the eroticism of the moment.

As our passion built, I felt my orgasm building too, a coiling spring of pleasure deep in my core. Jane sensed it too, and she quickened her pace, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

"Cum for me," she demanded, her voice hoarse and desperate. "Fill me with your hot cum."

Her words pushed me over the edge, and I exploded inside her, my cum shooting out in powerful jets. I cried out, my body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.

Jane threw her head back, her blonde hair flying, and cried out as she felt me fill her, her own orgasm crashing over her.

My cum leaked out around my still-hard cock, the white fluid contrasting with the shiny yellow latex. Jane slowly lifted herself off me, my cock slipping out with a lewd, sticky sound.

She stood above me, a wicked smile on her face, and watched as my cum continued to drip from her well-fucked pussy, the latex suit now decorated with the evidence of our passion.

"That," she purred, "was just the beginning."

And I knew, as I lay there spent and satisfied, that she was right. This was just the first of many climactic releases to come...

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