Well, hello there. I bet you never thought you’d get this close to me or see so much of me. But I see you staring. I see the way you look at me each time I get in and out of my car and wave hello to you from across the driveway. I’m your sexy neighbor, and I can only imagine the fantasies you’ve had about me while you’ve jerked your cock dry. I bet you’d do all sorts of sick and sexual things to me.

Well, I know power when I have it, and I want to play with it a bit. I want to see how you masturbate for me. Take it out and show me what you do when you see my ass peek out from ben...

Well, hello there. I bet you never thought you’d get this close to me or see so much of me. But I see you staring. I see the way you look at me each time I get in and out of my car and wave hello to you from across the driveway. I’m your sexy neighbor, and I can only imagine the fantasies you’ve had about me while you’ve jerked your cock dry. I bet you’d do all sorts of sick and sexual things to me.

Well, I know power when I have it, and I want to play with it a bit. I want to see how you masturbate for me. Take it out and show me what you do when you see my ass peek out from beneath my skirt, when you see my breasts bulging out of my button-up top. I see you’re getting hard already.

Yes, build up that thick erection and thank jerk-off jesus that I’m actually letting you live out a fantasy right in front of me. Faster, harder....STOP. We don’t want to stop the fun too early, do we? I want to drag this out. I want to edge you. Do you know what edging is? It’s when you wank to the point just before explosion, then stop yourself before you go over the edge. Over and over. It’s like priming a pump so hard that the pressure builds up to a dangerous level, and the dripping from the tip gets precariously close to letting go and releasing the flood.

I’m going to drive you wild.

Look at my body and how it moves. Watch me touch myself in front of you. Listen to the filthy, erotic words spilling from my wet tongue. Watch my fingers disappear into my panties. My fingers taste sweet. Want to taste?

Now, start up that engine again. I can see the beastly fire in your eyes and the way you’re shaking with the need to take me. The resisting is agony. I have your cock rock hard and your mind good and fucked. Stop. Start. Stop. Start.

Now I’m going to bring myself to orgasm. With my fingers inside my panties, tickling my wet, velvety pussy, you get to watch me cum and enjoy my beautiful little body. But don’t you finish. Don’t cum. Be a good boy for me. Doesn’t it seem impossible, to hold it in while I shake in orgasm mere inches from your cock? Even when you sit on your hands, your dick twitches and reaches out for my softness. I see the pre cum oozing out of the tip.

Stop.

Don’t cum.

Now, the next time you see me in my yard, you’ll have a whole new fantasy in your mind and a new and exciting way to masturbate to it. Denial. It’s so evil, so painful, and so exquisite. The wanting makes it better, doesn’t it? Keep wanting.