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    With shaking fingers, I watch with anticipation as she reaches behind her back and slowly unzips the dress, letting it slip from her slender shoulders and pool to the floor around her ankles, leaving her dressed in just her plain black bra and simple cotton panties, panties which are cut in a basic, conservative style – as if to give away all over again just how inexperienced she is at all things sexual.
    And I can tell from her awkward movements, and from her body language, that she must be feeling so self conscious right about now. It would certainly make sense.
    After all, I’m guessing she’s never been this undressed in front of a guy before. But even through her nerves, I can tell that she’s getting turned on, too: her nipples are stiffening of their own accord, pressing visibly beneath the flimsy fabric of her bra as if they’re trying to give away the dark thoughts that seem to have awoken within the very deepest parts of her.
    “There’s no need to be afraid,” I say, fixing my burning eyes on hers, my gaze so intense, so intimate that she has no choice but to turn her face to the floor. “I just want to enjoy your body, Alisha.”
    She nods timidly, as I stand again, stepping towards her and pulling her face to my own, my hand beneath her chin, holding her in place, as I lean my face towards hers, kissing her so softly and gently on the lips I’ve been so desperate to taste.
    And as I kiss her, it’s as if some dam bursts open inside her; betraying the very depths and power of her own lust. I feel her moan softly as we kiss, her whole body trembling, and I just know that if I were to slip my hand between her legs right now, I’d find her so hot and wet – so fucking ready for me .
    A part of me just wants to ravage her – right here and now. But I know that there’s an even greater, sweeter pleasure in taking this slow ...
    Letting her desires slowly stir and awaken, one gentle step at a time.
    She visibly shivers, standing there before me as I take in her body so hungrily with my eyes, knowing that soon I’ll be able to explore it with my hands, too.
    God. She’s so fucking perfect, so beautifully in proportion: the smooth chocolate color of her skin, the fragile delicacy of her collar bone, not to mention her small but pert breasts, her nipples pressing so prominently now against the cups of her bra, as if aching for me to kiss and caress them, just begging me to set them free ...
    I can’t take any more of this. 
    Slowly but surely, I begin to undress her, teasing first one then the other of the straps of her bra from her shoulders. And as I do, I can feel her yielding to me, giving in to me – knowing that for this week at least, she’s mine now, for me to use however I please
    I hold my breath, my cock so fucking hard, as a moment later I gently ease her out of her panties too, sliding them confidently down her thighs, leaving her finally naked there before me; no doubt the first time she’s ever been fully naked around another person before – or at least another guy .
    I take a deep breath, blown away all over again by this angel standing there before me. Very slowly I let my eyes travel over her slender naked frame, first taking in her breasts, her nipples so swollen by now that they’re standing up in two prominent puckered dark brown points, and then moving down over her toned stomach to the fuzz of black hair that grows between her legs.
    For some reason, I’d imagined she’d be shaved down there, but this is even better – it shows me that she’s not even thought about things like that, that she’s even more innocent than I’d hoped.
    I reach out a hand and tenderly stroke my fingertips over her smooth velvet skin, tracing slowly but surely from her shoulder and then over her collarbone towards her right breast. As my fingers gently enclose it, she lets out the softest of sighs, then quickly falls silent again, her whole body shivering at