Jack was walking down the street down town, minding his own business, when Jasmin pulled up beside him in her red convertible. She screeched to a halt and gave him an appreciative once-over. She lowered her glasses slightly and smile mischieviously.
“Hey, sexy,” she called out. Jack nearly leaped out of his skin.
“Oh, uh, h-hi Jasmin,” he said, swallowing nervously. “Wh-what are you doing here?”
She smiled warmly at him. “I was driving around and spotted you in the distance, and decided I feel like having some fun. Going somewhere?”
“I, uh, need to get to class,” he blurted out.
She shook her head. “No, you don’t.”
“No, seriously, I need to get to class. There’s a test Friday, and I need to be there today for the study guide.”
“No, you don’t. You can get the notes from a friend of yours. Now, come on. Get in the car.”
Jack started to back away. “No, seriously, I really just… I’d rather go to class myself.”
Her smile faded a bit. She flicked her hand towards Jack, and suddenly, he gasped, as he felt an invisible, but unmistakable sensation of tight, warm wetness grip his cock. Instantly, his cock went erect as the phantom pussy squeezed him, tenting his shorts lewdly. He tried to adjust himself, but another finger flick forced his hands away. “You won’t be able to concentrate for shit if you go. Besides, you want to show up with a big tent in your pants?”
Jack gasped and his knees went week as the pussy began to move on him, its grip becoming tighter. “Oh, god, Jasmin, please…” The pressure built until it was almost painfully tight.
“Don’t be a pain in the ass, Jack. Get in the car.”
“N-n-no!” he gasped out fiercely, glaring at you. “Damn it, I’m not your plaything!”
Jasmin’s smile had become a venomous frown. “When are you going to learn? Yes. You. Are!” With the last three words, she snapped her fingers in rapid succession, and suddenly, Jack’s book bag and clothes disappeared, leaving him completely naked, right there on the sidewalk.
Jack yelped, and tried to cover himself, but Jasmin’s magic still wouldn’t allow his hands to reach his privates. His cock, throbbing excitedly, twitched in mid-air for all to see. “Jasmin, please!”
“Too late, Jack, you’ve killed my buzz,” Jasmin slipped her shades up, her expression and tone ice cold. “Have fun in class, dipshit.” She hit the gas and peeled out as she raced away, leaving him naked right out in the open. As she left, the phantom pussy began to move more rapidly on his cock, causing Jack to gasp and jerk, nearly falling to his knees. He hadn’t cum, or been able to touch himself in nearly three weeks. The sensations of pleasure were quickly overwhelming.
Jack ducked behind a bush, and collapsed onto his hands and knees. He prayed for Jasmin to come back, but after ten minutes, the pussy only moved more frantically on his cock, and she was no where in sight. She wasn’t coming back!
Jack had to risk it. He knew a way to her house using the old nature trail a block away. Cursing, she ran as fast as he could for it, barely able to move in a straight line, as the jolt of pleasure along his lines threatened to buckle his legs out from under him. There were multiple car honks and catcalls as he went, as well as shouts of protest at his involuntary streaking, but he dared not stop, even when he reached the trail.
He finally stumbled up to her house, two hours later. What should have been a thirty minute walk had been slowed to a torturous crawl. However it seemed to be for nothing, as she wasn’t home. Desperately, he threw himself onto the back lawn, thrashing and whimpering in sensual agony. The pleasure was enormous, but so was the ache in his balls and painful tension of his now dark red cock. So much pressure, so much desperation, but Jasmin’s magic would not let him release.
It was hours before she showed, followed by a strapping young stud who seemed to be in a complete trance. Jasmin crouched by Jack, who could only twitch feebly by then. “Next time I say do something, you fucking do it,” she said. She snapped her fingers and the phantom pussy finally halted, leaving Jack to sprawl in a boneless heap. However, she still did not grant him release.
“When you get your breath back, come inside. I want you to watch while I break in my new boy here. Maybe, if I’m feeling generous, I’ll give you a chance to cum afterwards.”
“H-h-how?” Jack gasped.
Jasmin smiled. “Only one way to find out,” she said, and she led the tranced out stud into the house, leaving the door open for Jack to follow.