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erection, had held it in my mouth, but the sight of it almost took my breath away. I have never been large, I'm short and slim, fine-boned, and this gorgeous guy is so tall and strong, it seemed to me in my fear this his cock was the size of my forearm.
     
    "You are so beautiful," he whispered, his cock bobbing slightly as he walked over to the bed.
     
    I blushed and looked at my bare feet. The pale pink polish on my toenails was chipping, I would have to touch it up soon. Such a silly thought, but my brain was skittering around.
     
    "Thank you," I said, my voice so soft I'm still not sure if he heard it.
     
    He saw my lips move, though, and he smiled.
     
    "You were brave to come up here. This is it, there's no going back once you've lost your virginity. Are you sure you are ready to take this step?" he asked me, smiling kindly. "You know I won't think any less of you if you say no, lunch and a movie was a serious offer, and I always enjoy spending time with you."
     
    "No," I said, barely louder than before.
     
    I cleared my throat and looked up, meeting his eyes.
     
    "I'm ready to do this," I said, my voice louder and shaking only once.
     
    His smile widened.
     
    "As you can see," he said, gesturing at his hardness, "I'm ready as well. I'm not sure that you're totally ready, though, there's something to do first."
     
    "Something you have to do?" I asked, puzzled. Wasn't he going to go ahead now?
     
    "I have to touch you," he murmured. "It would be a crime not to, you're so fucking beautiful."
     
    I'd had his cock in my mouth, but I hadn't heard him swear like that before.
     
    He stepped up onto the bed and sat next to me, reaching over and stroking my flat belly.
     
    "I've wanted you for so long," he said.
     
    "I've... I've wanted you, too," I replied.
     
    "I thought so," he said with a chuckle. "You've gotten wet for me before, haven't you?"
     
    I blushed to my hairline. How did he know?
     
    "Yes," I admitted.
     
    He smiled at me.
     
    "May I touch you?" he asked.
     
    "You can do anything you want to me," I said. "I'm yours."
     
    "I like the sound of that. Would you keep calling me sir?"
     
    That was easy enough.
     
    "Maybe, sir," I said, and smiled impishly at him.
     
    He growled and tweaked my nipple, hard, making me gasp at the pleasure and the pain.
     
    "Enough of this," he said. "It's time for me to see that pretty pussy that you've been hiding from me for so long."
     
    The color had mostly left my cheeks, but it returned when he used the word "pussy" - I'd only read it a few times, and I knew nice girls didn't let men call their most private parts by such a vulgar name!
     
    "Do you have to call it that?" I asked.
     
    "I'm afraid so, and you'll call it that soon enough," he said. I didn't believe him. It was easier to think of losing my virginity than it was to think of saying a word like that.
     
    He slipped his hand between my legs and felt the wetness there as I shut my eyes and moaned.
     
    "In fact, you’ll call it that tonight, but right now, according to what you just said, it’s mine," he whispered harshly in my ear, “now let me look at it.”
     
    I didn’t see a reason to deny his request, and his hands were tugging insistently at my knees, so I allowed him to pull my thighs apart and reveal my hidden sex.
     
    “So pretty,” he murmured, again, right into my ear. His hot breath made me shiver. “Can you do a split for me right in this bed, pretty girl?”
     
    I tried, I really did. He was in the way and the soft comforter didn’t help, but I spread my legs as wide as they could possibly go.
     
    “Hold there, very carefully,” he said.
     
    I nodded, and he twisted my other nipple, even more roughly.
     
    “When I give you an order, you’re to say, ‘Yes, sir,’” he said softly.
     
    I nodded again and licked my lips.
     
    “Yes, sir,” I said.
     
    “Oh, well done, pretty girl,” he breathed against my neck, giving me an approving nuzzle. His hot bulk so