Since people had been so kind about my stories, I wanted to share another time I had fun teasing one of my brother’s friends! He had come over to stay with us overnight in the spare bedroom, and being the kind of shy guy he is, he wasn’t very good at hiding how much I turned him on. Nothing gives me a thrill like making guys stare, like leaning forwards in a low-cut top and watch as they quickly readjust their pants, as though it weren’t totally obvious what they were doing. The day he was coming over, I’d worn some tight, booty-hugging grey workout shorts and a light blue baby tee with a low-cut neckline teasing the viewer with the outlines of my breasts. Without a bra underneath, you could see my round tits jiggle beneath the tight molded fabric, with nipples gently poking through. Every time I passed him that day I would lean forwards slightly, giving the promise that my nipples might burst free at any moment, watching with pleasure as the erection in his pants poked outward despite his efforts to control himself. There was something absolutely delicious about playing with him like that, teasing him until his pants were ready to explode without saying a word, all evening long.
But that night I had woken up around midnight, with the rest of the house asleep, and I had to sneak out to use the bathroom. Getting out of bed still in my underwear, I went quietly towards the door. Now, my hips are a good sixteen inches wider than my waist, which means there aren’t many panties made to fit my size. But my pair today ran extra small even by my standards. A pair of thin, low-rise white cotton cheekies with a red heart pattern, when I pulled them on they only came halfway up my asscheeks, stretching out the waistband around the very widest part of my hips. While I wore them, the hearts were pulled twice as wide as they normally would be. The only other thing I had on was my tee from that day that fell a few inches above my belly button: nothing that would cover the space those undies exposed. I thought of looking for some pajama pants, but the bathroom was just down the hall, and I admit there was something exciting about sneaking around in my panties when someone else was in the house. Besides, the chances of getting caught were small.
But I was halfway down the hallway when I realized I was wrong. Through an open doorway I saw movement: it was my brother’s friend in his room, still dark, looking out through the doorway. Whether he had chosen this moment to go to the bathroom himself, or he was waiting for me, I didn’t know. He looked almost afraid to be seen, stepping back as though he might go unnoticed. Maybe he thought he was hidden. But with moonlight coming through the hall windows, he could definitely see me. I didn’t say anything, but I flushed with embarrassment at realizing I’d been caught in just a top and a barely-fitting pair of panties with no way out. With nothing to cover up with, I could only keep tiptoeing forward.
Walking in only my tiny pair of undies made me painfully aware of how little was keeping them in place without shorts on. Already inches below my waist, every step I took caused friction that pulled them down just the tiniest bit more. Impulsively I held my breath and took delicate steps to keep them in place, but every sway or gentle bounce of my asscheeks caused the panties to slip down just a little more. All this time my brother’s friend was watching me motionless with wide eyes, and an enormous tent in his pants that I could see even in the dim light. The thrill of being so exposed, so helpless to cover up, was even greater when I could see exactly the effect I was having on him. There was no escaping his gaze, watching the tops of my round asscheeks rest on the straining waistband of my panties, pushing them downward with every jiggle as I prayed they would hold in place. I swear I could hear his heavy breathing behind me as I walked. The bathroom door was right in front of me now, and I was so eager to make it inside that without thinking, I leaned forwards to grab the door handle.
And that was it: the sudden forward motion at the waist was more than my little panties could take. A quick slide downwards, and they had run out of anything to hold onto. My hands darted down, but it was too late: my heart skipped a beat as my tiny heart-covered panties fluttered down my legs and fell to the floor at my ankles, leaving my naked ass completely exposed! I quickly bent down to grab them, my bare asscheeks jiggling in the air unrestrained while my heart beat faster than ever. I pulled them back up, tightly wedging them into place, and as I darted into the bathroom I looked back at my brother’s friend in the doorway.
There was no mistaking the look on his face: my little accident had been too much for him to bear. His mouth hung open as he panted softly and his body was frozen still: that bulge in his pants had finally burst. Despite trying his hardest, he just couldn’t hold it in any longer, and for just a moment I saw the crotch of his pants sprayed with liquid forming a huge, dark blotch that grew bigger as the floodgates kept flowing. Just as I ducked into the bathroom, I could see his embarrassment as he turned quickly back into the darkness of his room. Alone in the bathroom, I sat down on the toilet seat and caught my breath. The rush and pure excitement of those few moments was like nothing I could have anticipated. I could still see the look on his face in my mind as a big smile came over my face. I could barely believe it had happened.
The next morning my brother’s friend was shy as ever, and didn’t say anything to me, avoiding eye contact. Maybe he thought he had gotten away unseen. But when I saw him catching glances at me from behind in secret, I knew he had at least one very vivid memory he’d be taking home with him, one that might be keeping him awake for a few nights to come!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kecbvm/teased_him_over_the_edge_f
Good story. Will there be a part 3 also ;)