I Love To Tease And Be Teased
I love to tease. I always have. It's a power thing for me. The thought of someone squirming for something and you holding it over them excites me.
One of my first experiences with teasing was when I was a young teenager. My friends and I were beginning to "bust out" and we quickly realized the power we had over the young teenage boys who in the past, were always teasing us. I learned quickly that bringing the new "tools" that were under my shirt too close to a boy would scare him. One time I was talking with a guy and he kept staring down at my breasts. I took a step closer to him and he stepped back. One more forward step from me and BAM! His next backward step knocked his head into a locker. I laughed and ran off.
But that wasn't the tease experience that I wanted to share (argh, I get off topic sometimes!) My story took place around the same time, maybe a few years later. A friend and I were at a family picnic and we both were wearing jean shorts and bikini tops. They weren't little bikini's. It was a family picnic and we had to be presentable enough to keep our dads off our backs.
Anyway, we saw Mr. and Mrs Jones (fake name), our neighbors and decided to go talk to them. They were really nice people. Mrs Jones used to have cookies for us when we were little and even though they didn't have kids they weren't the "Get off of my lawn" type. They had just grabbed their lunch from the buffet and were balancing paper plates and drinks when we went up to them. While my friend focused on Mrs. Jones, I talked to the Mr. He, like all men, wanted to stare at my bikini covered breasts but I kept looking him in the eyes so it made it real hard to look down. I kept engaging him asking questions about his garden and his car. I even asked about his work. Perhaps I was just a little too close to him but I noticed that he was getting more and more nervous around me. At one point his hands started shaking and I thought he was going to spill his drink. I guess standing next to his wife and talking to a near naked young thing was a bit much for him.
My friend and I had a good laugh about that later that day.
Today, I still like a good tease!
One of my first experiences with teasing was when I was a young teenager. My friends and I were beginning to "bust out" and we quickly realized the power we had over the young teenage boys who in the past, were always teasing us. I learned quickly that bringing the new "tools" that were under my shirt too close to a boy would scare him. One time I was talking with a guy and he kept staring down at my breasts. I took a step closer to him and he stepped back. One more forward step from me and BAM! His next backward step knocked his head into a locker. I laughed and ran off.
But that wasn't the tease experience that I wanted to share (argh, I get off topic sometimes!) My story took place around the same time, maybe a few years later. A friend and I were at a family picnic and we both were wearing jean shorts and bikini tops. They weren't little bikini's. It was a family picnic and we had to be presentable enough to keep our dads off our backs.
Anyway, we saw Mr. and Mrs Jones (fake name), our neighbors and decided to go talk to them. They were really nice people. Mrs Jones used to have cookies for us when we were little and even though they didn't have kids they weren't the "Get off of my lawn" type. They had just grabbed their lunch from the buffet and were balancing paper plates and drinks when we went up to them. While my friend focused on Mrs. Jones, I talked to the Mr. He, like all men, wanted to stare at my bikini covered breasts but I kept looking him in the eyes so it made it real hard to look down. I kept engaging him asking questions about his garden and his car. I even asked about his work. Perhaps I was just a little too close to him but I noticed that he was getting more and more nervous around me. At one point his hands started shaking and I thought he was going to spill his drink. I guess standing next to his wife and talking to a near naked young thing was a bit much for him.
My friend and I had a good laugh about that later that day.
Today, I still like a good tease!
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