Helpless

I was feeling very aroused earlier today, so I watched a video clip I'd gotten years ago of an enticing young lady performing a very sensual blowjob. The video itself was high-definition, and the girl was very pretty and knew exactly what she was doing. She worked on a lucky man's cock for over 25 minutes, slowly edging it with gentle licks and kisses in exactly the right places. She clearly knew why she was there, for while she coyly pleasured the man's erection with her mouth she looked directly into the camera, occasionally smiling and winking to let us know who the real target of her cockteasing was: us, or on this occasion, me. She wanted me to know that she knew exactly what it did to me to watch her drive someone else's cock mad with pleasure. I was moaning with frustration as her lower lip gently touched the underside of the head of the rigid penis. She smiled at me, sure I knew just how that would feel, making me ache with jealousy! And the tip of her tongue, fluttering up the shaft and lightly teasing the underside, or swirling around the rim, or taking the swollen head into her mouth to give it a gentle suck ... oh my God, I wanted that so much! And she knew it, and taunted me with the fact that I'd never get it, tormenting me with sexual tease.

And what was I doing? Do you have to ask? My cock was in my hands, hard and throbbing as I edged myself, pretending I was the one being pleasured so wickedly and skillfully on the screen, fondling my balls with my fingernails and teasing my frenulum with my fingertips while she teased his with her soft, fluttering tongue. Oh God, her tongue, look at how she edges him with it, and those light, feathery kisses, she must be driving him absolutely wild! I flicked my fingers all over my cock, pretending, tantalizing, holding myself back, needing to come so badly!

I held out until the end, and when he ejaculated as she gently flicked his frenulum with the tip of her tongue, I came in my hands, still staring at her as she continued licking him while looking directly into my eyes. My orgasm was so intense, so thrilling, exactly what I craved and needed ... but it wasn't long before memory of the sweet, seductive pleasure had me needing more. I confess, I am indeed a masturbation addict - and I love it! I'm so grateful to that maddening little cockteaser and those working with her for knowing just how to get to me, and deliberately exploiting my helpless craving.

It's a little embarrassing to be confessing this, but suspect that there may be others reading this who understand very well exactly what I'm talking about.