Tale of The Tease

“So, You remember... the weekend my parents were gone for the weekend and we planned... on throwing a party?” Lewis asks, his words slurring. It never happened. Another Wildcats player’s parents were also away, and he had a pool, so we merged parties at his house instead.

“Oh, yeah! I forgot we were going to do that...” Good thing we didn’t. That house got thrashed that night.

Lewis' blinks are getting slower. "That night I walked home from the party... I was pretty drunk still. I pissed in the bushes and came in through the back..." He lists to one side, then over-corrects. He looks at me with unfocused eyes. "Mother fuckin' Tonya watching a mother fuckin' porno in the mother fuckin' living room... like on the big TV... and loud..." He stares out at his own TV, then his eyelids droop mostly closed.

I am shocked. Not that a girl watches porn, but that I had never imagined Tonya doing that. Sure she flirts and manipulates people all the time, but now that I am picturing it, I kinda want to know more. "Oh yeah? That is wild. What did she do when you caught her?"

"Huh? Oh... I... just went to bed. She never saw me." He leaned back into the sofa and was going to fall asleep very soon.

Little Tonya watching porn. "What kind of porn was it?"

Lewis chuckled. "Oh! I forgot the crazy... it was... like a woman running... park... dark... at night... Some dude jumps her... and its like **** shit... Fucked up." He attempts to turn his head to me, then gives up and slumps deeper into the sofa. Clearly he is done for the night. I get up, nudge him to at least lay down, then judge my own ability to get home. I might need to wait off this buzz for a while longer, so I do some basic cleanup.

The Tease likes porn... I imagine her as I saw her this afternoon, in that skin-tight red shirt. Is that what she does on her computer at home now? Get herself off watching **** fantasies? I try to square that fantasy with her reputation for not ‘putting out’. I get some water from the faucet, then pull out my phone. I pull up a massive porn site and search for keywords like ‘night’, ‘jogging’, ‘**** fantasy’. I find one that sounds right and start to watch it with the volume very low.

The scene is depicting a heavily wooded park at night. The color grading of the video is shifted to blue monochrome, like a day-for-night shoot. The woman is wearing very short running shorts, accentuation her long legs. she has a sports bra and tank top combo that does little to hide how big her chest is. She has an eighties style pair of wrist sweatbands on. She selects some soundtrack on her phone and puts her earbuds in. Next, she warms up in a clearing in the park. The voyeuristic camera slides out from benches and lamp posts to watch her bend over in a dozen ways. Apparently every warm-up she knows involves bending over and pushing her ass out as much as possible. The camera gets in close to show how the shorts ride up so far that the edge of her labia is peeking out. Then there is a shot of sideboob as she presses her chest down against her leg. She then gets into some track and field starting line poses, stretching out her calves and ankles.

Once warm-up is over, she starts her jog. Her form is not particularly good, so I'm guessing the actress is not a serious runner. She runs awkwardly slow to allow the camera to stay focused on her ass, then on the swaying of her breasts. The sports bra does not seem to be restricting movement very much.

The camera switches back to voyeur mode. Watching from trees, statues, anything that can create a foreground silhouette. The woman stops to drink from a fountain. When she bends over the lower halves of her ass cheeks are nowhere near covered by those skimpy shorts. She expresses her quenched thirst dramatically, then continues running.

The voyeur cam is accompanied by a low breathing noise. The attacker reveals himself to the camera. Black sweats and hoody, he intercepts her from the side, pulling her into the dark of the bushes. Cut to what is clearly a different location, probably someone's back yard. The man covers her mouth and holds her down. He whispers threats to her. He tells her what he is going to do to her. She trembles and nods in understanding. She demonstrates unconvincing resistance to him as he gropes her tits, her ass, then reaches between her legs to rub her pussy through her shorts. She whimpers for him to stop, but he covers her mouth again and makes another threat. He fingers her pussy, then he grinds up against her. Finally, he pulls his boner out of his sweats and gets in position to **** her. She makes a final plea that if he stops, she will blow him. He reluctantly agrees. She gets on her knees and holds his cock, hesitant to do anything with it. He grabs her head and forces himself in. From there the scene played out predictably. He runs off into the night and she is left breathless in the grass with cum all over her face.

I turn off my phone and decide I can make it home now. I drive cautiously while thinking about what I just learned.

Wow. Tonya the Tease... She was in track in school. Does she still run? The cute booty she showed me today suggests that maybe she does. If Tonya found herself home alone on a weekend, free to do anything she wants... and she decides to watch a porn video on a big screen... She isn't browsing at random, right? That could be one of her favorite videos, something she keeps coming back to. It's her chance to see it in a new way. What elements of the video are the most exciting for her? Is it that the runner is a bimbo? Is it that running is a familiar activity? Is it the abduction? The voyeurism? The retro outfit? The **** sex? The stalking? The bargaining?

I get home and make an abbreviated version of my bedtime routine, then get into bed.

I start to imagine Tonya doing actual stretches in a park at night. Wearing a tight semitransparent shirt. Stylish shorts that show off the lower crease of her round little ass cheeks. Her pussy barely covered at all...

I stroke myself furiously, imagining holding her down in the grass and taking control of her while she protests unconvincingly. She gasps as I grope and maul her.

As weird as it feels to admit, I am jacking it to The Tease. Well, I engaged The Tease, so this is what I get. The same thing her boyfriends got.