Haha, I’m driving you crazy! Fleshlight Edging Handjob

Title: “Haha, I’m driving you crazy! Fleshlight Edging Handjob”

Subtitle: “The Tease is Real”

In a dimly lit bedroom, our protagonist, Jack, lies on the bed, his eyes fixated on the tantalizing sight before him. There, kneeling at the foot of the bed, is his girlfriend, Emily, an mischievous glint in her eyes as she holds a sleek, realistic toy in her hands – a Fleshlight.

Brandishing the toy with a wicked grin, Emily slowly trails it up Jack’s thigh, her touch feather-light and teasing. “Haha, I’m driving you crazy!” she whispers, her voice dripping with sweet, torturous intent. “I know exactly how to get what I want.”

The magic muffin, as Jack affectionately refers to his cock, stirs to life, growing harder by the second under Emily’s expert touch. She wraps her fingers around the base, giving it a slow, teasing stroke – just enough to make him squirm but not quite tip him over the edge.

“Mmm, not yet,” Emily purrs, as she feels Jack twitch beneath her touch. “I want to taste you first.”

With that, she leans down, her big, soft breasts brushing against his thighs as she takes the tip of his cock into her mouth. She swirls her tongue around the head, lapping up the bead of pre-cum that has gathered there. Jack’s hands grip the sheets, his hips bucking slightly as he tries to control himself.

“Fuck, your mouth feels so good,” he groans, his voice strained with pleasure.

But Emily knows just how to drag out his agony. With a wicked laugh, she releases him from her mouth, giving his cock a few more pumps with the Fleshlight before plunging it deep into the sucking orifice.

“You’re such a tease,” Jack grunts, his protests feeble and weak as he enjoys the tight, wet heat of the toy around his shaft.

Emily giggles, her eyes sparkling with delight as she watches Jack losing control. She pumps the Fleshlight faster, twist her hand around the base with every stroke, her other hand reaching down to gently cup his balls.

“Yes, just like that,” Jack moans, his head falling back against the pillow. “Don’t stop, Emily, please don’t stop…”

But Emily has other plans. Just as Jack is on the brink of eruption, she pulls away, leaving him aching and unfulfilled. She dances her fingers up his body, grazing his nipples, his collarbones, his chest, before grabbing the Fleshlight again.

“Not yet, handsome,” she whispers, her breath hot against his ear. “I’m not done with you yet.”

With that, she plunges the Fleshlight back down, her hand moving in a blur, her pace relentless. Jack thrusts his hips up, desperate for release, but Emily is always one step ahead, edging him to the point of madness but never letting him fall over the edge.

“Please, Emily,” Jack begs, his voice hoarse and ragged. “I can’t take anymore…”

But Emily just laughs, a wicked, delicious sound that sends shivers down Jack’s spine. “Oh, I think you can,” she purrs, her voice dripping with sugar and spice.

And so, the dance continues. Emily pumps the Fleshlight, bringing Jack closer and closer to the brink before pulling away, denying him the sweet release he so desperately craves. She kisses him, her tongue invade his mouth, swallowing his moans and groans of frustration.

“I love watching you squirm,” she whispers against his lips, her hand still moving on his cock, never breaking the teasing rhythm. “You’re so beautiful when you’re desperate for me…”

Time seems to lose all meaning as Emily continues her maddening assault. Jack is lost in a sea of pleasure, his body tight and coiled, every nerve ending on fire. He’s never been so turned on, so frustrated, so completely at the mercy of his own desires.

But just when Jack thinks he can’t take anymore, Emily finally relents. She plunges the Fleshlight down one last time, twisting her wrist just so, and Jack explodes with a roar, his seed spurting forth in long, thick ropes.

Emily milks him dry, her hand working him through his orgasm, drawing out every last drop of pleasure. When he’s truly spent, she releases him, a satisfied smile on her face.

“There,” she says, her voice as sweet as honey. “All nice and taken care of.”

Jack can only lie there, his body boneless and satiated, a dopey grin on his face. “You’re terrible,” he mumbles, his voice weak and slurred.

Emily just laughs, crawling up the bed to kiss him on the nose. “Terrible? No. Teasing? Yes. Delightful? Always.”

And as they cuddle together, Jack can’t help but admit that she’s right. This teasing edging handjob, with the Fleshlight and Emily’s magical touch, was the very acme of delight.

But as the afterglow starts to fade, Jack makes a mental note. Payback is a bitch, and he has plenty of ideas to make Emily squirm just as much as she made him. After all, two can play at this game, and he’s always up for a challenge.

But that’s a story for another time. For now, Jack relaxes into Emily’s embrace, his magic muffin spent, his mind blissfully blank, and his heart full of love for his wicked, wonderful girlfriend.