Bernice got herself a navy blue halter and boy-shorts set. While boy-shorts may seem a little more conservative, it's my weakness. The hem of the shorts closely hugging the thighs, butt and pussy really makes me leak pre-cum like a drooling puppy on a hot day.
Tanya got a smoking hot string bikini, patterned with flowers, mostly pink. It was a normal, usual bikini, but because of my sex-crazed mind, I just dumbly stared at Tanya. Virtually raping her with my mind. She seemed to guess my thoughts (that, or I was really staring like a pervert) and said, "This is as much skin you're going to see, so you better soak it all up!"
They continued on the tease with 'innocent' conversations like, "oh, is the string more comfortable? Let me see!" or "The boy-shorts look really good! Turn around for me!". And they moved and posed in suggestive tones while 'talking'. So near, yet so, so far away. My dick, which has been straining to break out of its prison, has finally got the message from the pain and softened a little.
After putting on a private tease show for their boytoy, we purchased the swimwear and headed to Triumph. You know, the underwear shop. We were in Ion at the time, and this branch allows couples to enter the dressing room. As we were a threesome, it was decided that Bernice would pretend to be my girlfriend again, as I was closer to her than Tanya. In the meanwhile, Tanya would just shop around normally.
Bernice had a look around and picked a neon pink bra and panty set. One look and I knew that I was in for a tease-torture. She dragged me to the changing room, where my tease/torture began.
Bernice: Help me out of my clothes, slut (she only uses such terms when we're alone)
I slowly undressed her, button by button, piece by piece, until she was standing in her underwear
Bernice: Use your mouth only to remove my bra and panties
As I unhooked her bra, I caressed her shoulder blades with my lips, tracing up to her neck, then down to the bra straps. As the bra fell to the ground, I slowly breathed down her chest and traced her breasts where the underwire of the bra would have been. I had to stop take a tissue to collect the pre-cum that was leaking.
Bernice: What are you doing? I say you can stop meh?
Me: Sorry. But if I don't clean up, then the pre-cum will leak through my underwear...
Bernice: Then let it leak la! People should know you're a horny little slut!
I continued to take off her panties, but the smell and love juices are not helping me complete my task. I would occasionally stop to lick up the juices that Bernice produced. It tasted sweet, a little bitter and smelled oh-so-good! If I did not stop soon, I'd out-leak Bernice with my pre-cum.
She commanded me to help her try on the new panties. It was an equally torturous task on my dick, which I think it'll have marks on it for a week. (Chastity cages have ventilation/hygiene holes). As this was the store's property, I could not lick or stain it. Instead, Bernice had me massaging and teasing my own nipples. It was totally embarrassing as I watched myself in the mirror teasing my own nipples while a girl watched on. If I could cum by thought alone, that would be the moment! :)
I was in a daze, my stupor filled with the scent of Bernice. You know in dramas there are scenes were the guy/gal gets knocked back by the scent of their crush and their mind goes blank? That was what I experienced, for about 10 minutes. The salesgirl called on us quite frequently, to make sure that we are not doing anything kinky. If only they knew...hehehe
In the end, Bernice bought a camisole and met up with Tanya to return home. Once again, I was left with a dripping cock, with all the hormones and lust swirling in my head...
