Cock Teaser

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Summary

๐˜๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ... ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต, ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜น๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ด. Suspicious Quinn gets herself in a bundle between two hella attractive males. Not knowing how far her teasing games may lead her, she continues to pursue a goal to tease her lover until he begs for her (pretty cruel huh?). What she didn't know, her games led her to something dangerous. Something she was trying to avoid from the very beginning but Elias wanted her because of his attraction towards her. Overposssessive much, huh? Elias does illegal car racing and underground boxing, dealing with business secretly. That's how he lives his life. It may be just a handsome face, nice personality on campus but off-campus, he's a motherf*cking train wreck. As for Juke, he teaches Quinn to become successful in her games but is that all? I don't think so. Teaching her makes them closer but Juke is a hard rock to pull. Even though he was close to Elias but they hate each other in a sense, he didn't make another man stopped him from getting what he was fighting for. [THIS BOOK IS ONLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] NOTE: This book was first written on Wattpad by me. I wrote it on this platform just for those who doesn't use Wattpad! ยฉkrystalfrancis2021

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chapter One: Learning to be the Cock Teaser

๐˜š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ: ๐˜—๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜”๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ ๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ป


๐˜Š๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ 1: ๐˜“๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜Š๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜›๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ.



~ Quinn's POV ~




"You are not doing it right, Elle, " I facepalm myself.

"You should remember that I don't own a penis but a vagina, " she highlights.

How great.

She adds, "Maybe you can use the Internet. It's sort of weird. Why trying to be a cock teaser when there are so many other options to choose from?"

I bring my bottom lip between my teeth, "Because, I want to make the person I date, cock rise the minute he sees me. I want to make him drop those boxers."

"You are one weird girl, Quinn, " she plops her head back on the beanbag.

Thinking of being a teaser can be fun. I love to tease the actual hell out of a guy. Boy, I am sorry for the guy God chose for me to date.

I open my laptop and type '๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ?' in the search bar.

I scroll down and something catches my eyes. I slowly read, "Love Panky, " I clicked on the website and saw exactly what I was looking for.

I continued, "Want to know if she's a cock tease? Of course, you do. Here are the biggest signs her vixen antics are leading men into blue balls hell. Perfect."

"You must be joking, Quinn. You will kill him. You can't be serious."

"I'm taking my notes today. Of course, I am serious. Why wouldn't I be?"

She throws her hands in the air, "Lord have mercy on his cock when you find him."

"Don't worry, he can and will get used to it. I hope, " I scrolled to the first paragraph, "If men are players, women are cock teases. A cock tease generally refers to a woman who leads a man to believe he'll be getting laid without any intention of following through, " it reads.

"Based on my belief, I think I heard facts. But you will like to tease random boys. And I don't think that's a very good idea as a friend of yours."

"No silly, I won't tease random guys like that. I will only tease the one guy who I think can get a hold ๐’๐’‡ my heart. I won't go around teasing strangers then boom, I get kidnapped, I get raped or maybe at school, boys will come around trying to slide in my panties like how they are sliding in my Instagram DMs."

"You better not. It will ruin you, horribly."

I continued, "Men tend to shame women for being a cock tease. In reality, women are playing the same game men play, only in reverse. Men lead women on until they get sex, and then they bail. Women also lead men on for gain, with the promise of sex, and bail once they get what they want: usually, drinks, paid outings, or attention."

"Hmm... facts. Sort of like revenge but I love it, " she says.

"This makes me think. Before I date him or anything like that, I was thinking of doing this. That's if my stupid heart beats for a player. I hate the word, player."

"Once a player, there's a game, " she adds.

"Quinn!" I heard mom shouts.

To your surprise, I was in my treehouse. I know I'm an obsessed 17-year-old but treehouses are where I have my secrecy, space and stability.

I roll my eyes, "Coming!"

"I should probably head back home, " Elle stands up, pulling her dress down her legs.

"Elle, I told you not to wear those ugly baggy panties. Thongs are better, " I tell her.

"I don't want to have that conversation with you, " she rubs her temples.

"Believe me when I say, as soon as you start dating you're gonna want them. I have a bunch of them in the room."

"Quinn!" mom calls again.

"I think you should head down before she tears this place down."

The perks of having a mother.

We made it safely down the treehouse. I walked inside the house and mom was not happy at all.

Great. What did I do now?

"70 points? I am not happy with that, Quinn, " in her hand was my artwork from last Art class.

"That's not bad, mom. That's a pretty okay sc-"

She cuts me off, "I told you that the least you should get is 80 points. I want you in college. I want you to get a school degree."

Yes, but I also want to get a degree in other things, such as cock teasing.

I sigh, "I promise I'll get 80 points next time. I was a little tired so I figured that I won't pressure myself."

"I will let you off this time. Now go help your grandma finish dinner, " she walks off.

Great.

โ€ข~โ€ข

"Teasing your man is a great way to have fun, turn your man on and get yourself aroused, too. But you can go too far when learning how to tease your guy. The key to teasing is balance. Lead him to the edge and keep him there; don't let him feel sexually frustrated or annoyed, " I read to myself.

"I can hear you, miss. This is a library," a random, crusty voice, stopped me from getting my cock teasing notes down.

I closed the book and trailed my eyes to the voice. Right. A man of a masterpiece, art and damn, fine as hell.

Description. Although I won't bore you with it. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I guess he must get used to that, the sudden pause in a natural manifestation when you looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile.

Find me weird all you want but I like a guy with eyes that light up when he smiles, the way he bites his lip when he's nervous. Those tiny details that are often unrecognized are the ones I like most.

He was wearing a thick black leather jacket, underneath was an aesthetic pale blue shirt. Jet black hair and so on. I think I'm done with descriptions.

I exhale a breath, "My apologies. I didn't realise I was reading that loud."

I rotate my eyes back to the book I was taking notes in. To be honest I haven't seen this guy around. I wonder if he was new or maybe he was hiding behind the shadows. To be honest, I don't care what anyone does around here.

"Apology... declined, " he starts.

Was he for real now?

"Well, I can't help you. If you don't mind, I am doing something productive. Please don't disturb, " I tell him.

Something productive like taking down cock teasing notes.

Way to break it my stupid subconscious.

He scoffs, "Nice way to meet a pretty good looking girl."

"Stop trying, please. You are all for talk. I bet you use those lines on plenty of other females."

"Just the place I knew you'd be, " Elle cuts our conversation. Thank heavens.

"Still taking down notes, " I exchange looks with the guy then back at Elle.

"Who are you looking at?" she looks across the room but he just... disappeared.

"Um... nothing. I was just recalling on how to do this teasing thing."

"If only I could believe you. There's a party after the football match, we should probably go."

I place the book in my bag, "Party? Well, I think I could get drunk a little so, that sounds great."

"Aladin will be there. That obsessed jock with the messy curls."

"You've been obsessed with him for years. You should shoot your shot."

"What if I miss?"

I stand up, "If you do, plenty of other fishes are swimming in the sea."

"You are one bad influencer. You know that, right?"

"In this case, yes."

~โ€ข~

๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ? ๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜บ๐˜ด *๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ* ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?

๐˜š๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.

๐˜’๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ.โ™ก๏ธŽโ™ฅ๏ธŽ