It was Thursday night, and in just one more day Eric would see the custom video he'd ordered.. He'd been trying to distract himself with a movie, but realized he hadn't watched the last ten minutes. He closed his blinds and pulled up an old Remi video for the third time that night.

Remi was a slender girl with long dark hair. She sat in a soft red armchair, wearing a tight black dress and colorful thigh-high socks. She ran her hands slowly up and down her legs.

"Hello there. Are you getting hard for me? Mmm... I'll let you jerk off, but you'll have to do it my way. Strip naked." Eric began pulling off his clothes.

"I want to you to be totally nude for this. And remember no touching yourself until I say so. When you're done, kneel down on the ground. Are you ready? Good boy. We'll start with just one finger. Take one finger and run it along your cock for me. Mmm... that feels good, doesn't it?" The first touch made Eric twitch with pleasure and frustration, but he continued. Remi ran her index finger across her exposed inner thigh in imitation of her instructions.

"We're not nearly done. Keep stroking with just that one finger." He kept caressing himself, stiffening until it hurt. She kept this part up for what felt like forever, and Eric, following along, became more and more desperate.

"Alright, I'll let you cool down a little. Take that one finger, and rub your balls. No touching the shaft, now."

Stroking his balls produced a pleasant tingle, but did nothing to relieve the ache. The teasing sent soft spasms through his neglected cock.

"Alright, you've been good, so I'll let you jerk off for real. Use your whole hand." Finally. Eric

Remi rubbed her nipples through her dress. Eric could just barely see them sticking upright under the fabric.

"Almost there? Stay at the edge for me. Stroke slowly, as close as you can get."

"You're probably pretty desperate by now. You can get off if you do it my way -- but I'm going to ruin your orgasm and make you lick it up. Either that, or you can stop right now and not cum at all. Want to keep going? Okay then. Switch back to one finger, that's all you have to get over the edge. Stroke yourself as best you can."

Eric was too worked up for this, he just wanted to cum. He continued with a full grip. He leaned backwards upon reaching orgasm, and his bent legs tensed as he came all over his chest and stomach. He went to wipe himself off, Remi's instructions continuing on the other side of the apartment.

When he returned, he switched off the video and crawled into bed for a satisfied sleep.