The Cockblock

"If you take me home with you now, there's a fantasy I've always had that I really want to try with you".

That was the sentence that convinced Jeff to leave the party then and there.  Now, this was a great party.  Outstanding little sandwiches, good music, and some very promising flirting with a beautiful girl named Becky.  He was pretty sure he was going to get to leave with her, when Rachel whispered that sentence in his ear.  And suddenly his plans changed.

It wasn't long before they were at Jeff's dorm - Rachel was emphatic that they should go to his place and not hers - and soon after that she had convinced him to start things off with a foot massage with olive oil.

"You're very good at that," she commented, as Jeff began to rub.  "Which I kind of expected, since I saw you looking so much at Becky's feet.  But... mmm... you're really good".

Rachel saw the look on Jeff's face.  "You didn't think I noticed you were into feet?  Or you didn't think I noticed you were into Becky?  I was very aware how much you two were flirting, you probably paid three times as much attention to her as to me.  If I hadn't whispered into your ear you'd definitely have gone home with her.  But now I get you massaging my feet instead of hers, too late to change back."

"Oh I'm happy with my choice", Jeff said.  "You are really funny, really pretty, and I like you.  I just didn't realize you were into me".

"Ok, that's kinda sweet" replied Rachel.  "But I think as part of your punishment, you should have to take off all your clothes now while I only take off my shirt."

"Was this the fantasy you had in mind?"  Jeff had off his shirt.

"Part of it.  I'll tell you the rest after I've tied you up.  But first I need you nude, massaging my feet some more, while I'm nearly dressed."

Jeff was hesitant, but Rachel was hard to refuse.  Soon he did as she asked, and was kneeling nude before her, kneading her soles and twisting her toes.  She moaned in pleasure.  His cock was throbbing with desire.  Finally she permitted him to move up her calves, slowly.  When he reached her thighs, Rachel announced that it was time to tie him up.  Jeff tried to keep going with the massage, but Rachel gently pushed him down and pulled some stockings from her purse.

"Do you always keep those there?" Jeff asked.

"I live in the same dorm as the party.  I asked my roommate to grab these for me".  She proceeded to tie each of Jeff's limbs to the bed,  Then Rachel began to caress Jeff's cock with a feather light touch.  The pleasure was intense, but Jeff wanted more.

"So what is the rest of your fantasy?"

"To cockblock you and leave you with blue balls," Rachel replied.  Her hands continued to move excruciatingly slowly and lightly over his rock hard shaft.  Jeff let out a little whimper.  "Becky was all over you, and my roommate has had a crush on her for ages.  So I agreed to be her secret agent, seduce you, and keep you away from Becky so they'd have a chance to hook up".  She took her left hand away to pull out her cellphone, while the right hand caressed his abs.

"And it looks like Becky went home with her about 20 minutes ago".  She put down her phone and inched her fingers ever so slowly towards his needy cock.  "So I guess my mission is accomplished.  I'm just going to torture you a tiny bit longer because this is really fun.  Becky has a reputation for giving amazing blowjobs.  If you'd gone home with her you'd be shooting this load down her throat right now.  Instead you just have Rachel, who is about to leave you with your blue balls."  She traced her fingers again up his cock and began to lightly run them around his head.  It felt amazing but Jeff desperately needed more.  "I'm going to masturbate when I get home, just thinking about how I took away your chance to score with someone really hot and really good in bed, how I got you so worked up, and how I'm leaving you with nothing but blue balls.  This is probably the hottest thing I've ever done."  She took her hands away and started to get up.

"Wait, don't go".  Jeff wasn't quite sure how to get Rachel to stay, but he knew he badly wanted her to.  "I don't have blue balls yet.  If you leave now I'm going to masturbate thinking of you, you'll masturbate thinking of me, but it would be so much more fun for both of us if you stay longer.  Maybe we can make a deal where you genuinely give me blue balls, and then make me watch you come while I don't get to.  You can stay the night if you want to"

"Blue balls aren't actually a real thing though.  They're just a metaphor for not getting something you were hoping for.  A shame, because them actually getting painful when you miss out on an orgasm is such a hot concept".

"You have your cellphone right there, look up epididymal hypertension.  If they're real, you stay longer."

Rachel traced her finger idly around Jeff's knee as she looked at a medical site.  "Wow, so they are actually real.  This is so exciting!  I'm really going to enjoy giving you blue balls. But I can't stay overnight to make sure you don't come after I leave.  I want you to promise me you won't."

"How about a deal?  I won't make myself come, if you agree to make me come tomorrow."

Rachel smiled.  "That sounds amazing.  Deal."  She ran her palms lightly up Jeff's legs and then again up his cock.  She played with his penis with a wide variety of feathery touches - her fingertips, her palms, tracing every inch of his skin over and over until eventually she saw that he was becoming desensitized to that kind of barely-there stimulation..

"Time for the oil".  She proceeded to thoroughly coat Jeff's cock and both her hands with the oil he'd used for the massage.  Then she began to stroke again - still frustratingly lightly, and now excruciatingly slowly.  A man could come from strokes like that, if the woman inflicting them on him kept up her rhythm long enough.  Maybe.  But apparently it would have to be for longer than the minutes Rachel spent at each rhythm before changing it up and moving to the next.  Jeff had heard of women not being able to come unless their partner kept up a consistent rhythm but he'd never understood it before.  With these light and slow oily caresses, that was now his situation.

"My roommate is probably screaming her head off right now" Rachel helpfully informed Jeff.  "Becky is really good at oral, with girls or guys.  If she were here she'd probably make you come at least twice.  And while they're making each other come, I'm just torturing you.  Giving you blue balls.  It's kind of a shame how much you're going to hate me, I actually kinda like you."

Jeff tried thrusting into Rachel's hands, which she permitted for a couple minutes.  Her hands lightly encircled his cock, so his thrusts just inflamed his desire more.  "I don't think I could hate you, you're so insanely hot.  And you're beautiful and funny and will you go out with me".

Rachel took her hands away before Jeff could get close to coming, then matched his thrusts so she was back in control of every touch.  "We'll see how you feel once you realize I'm genuinely not letting you come tonight.  But you can certainly take me to brunch before I make you come tomorrow."  His thrusts were giving him zero extra stimulation, Rachel was running her fingers around and around his moving shaft.  He soon gave up thrusting, and Rachel rewarded him with twenty gentle, flow, strokes from the bottom of his shaft all the way to the head but not quite touching it.  "All ups, no downs".

"Please".

"Please what?"  she smirked.

"Please everything.  Please let me come, I need to come.  Please go up and down, I need the down strokes too.  Please touch the head of my cock."

"If I only give you one?"

"Let me come.  We'll do your fantasy another time.  I just have to come now"

"Hmm, not that one.  But you can have the other two."  Rachel reversed direction, stroking from the top of Jeff's shaft down to the base, still lightly, still slowly.  At first it was amazing, just what he needed after the upward strokes, but soon it became frustrating itself - he needed the upward strokes again.  And then she decided to give the head attention as well.  She gripped his shaft firmly in her left hand, then began to swirl her palm across the head.  "Have you ever had apple polishing before?"

"Safeword!  No!  Ah!" The sensation was insanely intense, and after nothing but gentle and frustrating touches, Jeff was totally unable to handle it.  It was pleasure and torture and a massive overload of his senses.  Rachel didn't immediately stop.  "Please please please".

"Ok, I'll give you a break since you asked so nicely.  But if we're going to continue, you'll have to agree that you never get  a safeword with me, except for pain or damage."  Jeff agreed.

"In that case..." Rachel got a scrunchie from her purse and wrapped it around the base of Jeff's cock behind his testicles, like a cock ring.  She wiped her hands completely dry on Jeff's sheet.  She then began to very lightly run her fingers up his stomach - it tickled, and Jeff let out a breath - almost a laugh.

"Ticklish?  Yay!  Now don't laugh, no matter what.  If you do, I'm just going to tickle you more."  And her fingers wiggled their way up to his armpits.  It was all Jeff could do to stop himself laughing, the tickling was on the light teasy side but still.

"Good job staying quiet.  But what happens if I go up to your neck?"  Jeff began to squirm.  Little snickers escaped his lips.  Fortunately she quickly went down his chest, which wasn't quite as ticklish.

"Good boy.  If you can go five more minutes without a real laugh, I'll put your cock in my mouth".  It had never become fully soft - the tickling was arousing and the cock ring made it a little harder to get soft, but those words put him at full mast.  But then she decided to try his feet.

"Ahahaha" - there was simply no way Jeff could avoid laughing.  His feet were very ticklish and Rachel used her nails.  From that moment, the tickling was unendurable.  Her fingers scratched delicately at his feet, up his calves into the pits of his knees, briefly tracing the wrinkles of his scrotum.  He laughed and laughed while Rachel found a new way to drive him crazy.

She must have kept up the tickling for fifteen minutes, and by the end Jeff was a sweaty mess.  "That was fun too, but I know it's not what you signed up for.  I just thought maybe you needed a break from having your cock teased."  His cock had not managed to go soft.

"In fact," Rachel continued, "Maybe you've been touched too much.  Let's see if I can tease you without any touches at all."  She swung her feet up onto Jeff's chest.  "Look at these beautiful feet.  You massaged them earlier, and I loved it.  They could give you such a nice foot job.  Look how flexible they are."  She flexed them and pointed them, showing off her arches and soles.  "You must remember how soft they felt in your hands.  They would feel so soft on your cock too."  She wiggled her long toes.  "I could pet you up and down with these toes.  It would be fun for me.  But instead, I'm just going to show them off to you.  Your fantasies are for talking about.  My fantasies are what we're going to actually do."  She put her feet together and then slowly angled them apart, letting him see more and more of her arches, then slowly moved them back together.  Flexing.  Teasing.

Minutes passed and Jeff couldn't take his eyes off Rachel's show.  Her perfect feet, moving slowly and gracefully, making him want her so much.  And soon he began to feel an actual ache.  "I'm actually starting to get blue balls," he reported ruefully.

"What do they feel like?"

"Well, it's mostly on the left, it's like this dull achy sensation, maybe a little crampy"

"Yay!  Thank you for helping me fulfill this fantasy!  Let me make them just a little worse, then I want to see."  She slid her feet agonizingly slowly down his chest toward his cock.  The journey took long minutes, toes wiggling.  The soft foot on his abdomen, then his thighs felt wonderful, but he wanted so badly to feel them touch his needy cock.  Both balls were aching now.  Her soles came to within millimeters of his length, encircling him without giving him the satisfaction of actually touching.

"Please.  I need to come so badly.  You win.  I'll do anything"

Rachel moved her feet away and swung herself around, looking carefully at his scrotum.  "I think they are actually a little blue.  This is amazing".  She gently felt his balls with her fingertips.  "They're so swollen."  She got a mischievous look and actually squeezed one, still very gently.  Jeff winced.  "You do not get to come, or even to touch yourself at all.  You get blue balled and that's that.  You get to think of me all night, and I get to think of you tonight when I masturbate.  That's our deal."

"Our deal included that I get to watch you come.  Please let me make you come, or if not at least let me watch you"

"I think today I'm just going to let you watch."  Rachel had been wearing just underwear, and now she removed them.  "Becky would of course have let you eat her out."  Rachel began to tease herself, caressing her own inner thighs, and just outside her outer labia.  "You would have given her so much pleasure, and she would have given you so much pleasure."  She gasped as she began to trace one finger just to the side of her clit.  "And I cockblocked you."

Watching Rachel work herself up was making Jeff's cock drip again, and it didn't help matters that she reached over to feel his bloated balls with her toes.  She began to lightly roll them between the balls of her feet.  Jeff wasn't sure if this was making them ache more because of the slight pressure, or just from the frustration of seeing this beautiful woman pleasure herself while he went unrelieved.  She was panting, keeping herself close to coming without going over the edge.

"You don't get to come today.  Only I get to come today."  And she came, making beautiful moans, pressing his aching balls between her soles.  "Oh god that was good.  Sometimes I can come a second time.  Let's find out."  She put two fingers inside herself, pressing but just barely moving.  She put her toes to Jeff's lips.  "Kiss them."  He began to kiss them with passion, and she came again, her moans even louder this time.  "Good boy".  She began to get up.

"Can you come one more time for me" Jeff managed to ask.  Rachel sat back down and began stroking her clit again.  "I think you can do a third, giving me blue balls like this.  I want to come so bad, I want to see you come again so bad."

"I have never come three times before.  But I'll try for you."  And she began rubbing just a bit faster as Jeff declared his need.  "Can I tell my roommate what I did to you?"

"Yes, you can brag about it to her.  Tell her all about how much you tortured me just so she could hook up with Becky.  You can even tell Becky about it if she's still there, how you cockblocked us and stole my orgasm."  This last was too much for Rachel and she came again, loudest of all.

"Oh god, that was so good."  She finally unwrapped her scrunchie, and kissed Jeff.  "Are you sure about me being allowed to kiss and tell?  It's okay if you want to keep some privacy about it.  But it would certainly be fun for me to brag.

"Yeah, you can if you want to.  I'm a little embarrassed but I want you to be able to enjoy your triumph."

"That is so sweet.  Of course you still don't get to come tonight.  And you are taking me to brunch tomorrow."