PART III

"You want me to what?" he exclaimed.

"You heard me."

"I don't know Jennifer. I don't know if I can do that."

"I'd like to watch you masturbate before I fuck you."

"Before you fuck me?"

"You do want me to fuck you, don't you?"

"Ah, yeah. I'd love it. I just can't believe it. I can't believe this is happening."

"Go ahead Timmy. I want to see you. Take off your clothes. This porno's getting boring. It's time for the real thing."

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Timmy said as he started unbuttoning his shirt. "Aren't you going to get undressed as well?" Tim questioned.

"You want me naked?" I asked back.

"You're so beautiful, of course I do."

"That's sweet of you to say that. First I want you to masturbate while I watch, and then I'll take my clothes off, and I'll masturbate for you. Finally, would you do one more thing for me before we fuck?"

Timmy swallowed hard listening to me saying this. He'd unbuttoned all of his buttons and was about to take off his shirt. "Anything. What did you have in mind?"

"Would you please me with your mouth before I fuck you. I want you to pleasure me using your mouth. Would you do that for me?" I gave him the puppy dog eyes for an over-exaggerated boost.

"There's nothing in world more that I want than to know that I am pleasuring you."

I smiled. Just the answer I was looking for. Of course, he didn't know what he was getting himself into. He removed his shirt and exposed his boyish chest. "OK Timmy, now for the part I've been waiting for." And I looked at his pants.

"Can you call me Tim from now on. When you call me Timmy, it makes me feel..."

"Timmy, just take your pants off, you're going to spoil my mood!" With that Timmy started to unbutton his jeans. I sat on the couch and waited. "Go on." I said reasserting him.

Timmy fumbled with his zipper and finally pulled it down. His hands were shaking uncontrollably. I sat back on the couch comfortably and watched. Timmy slowly pulled down his pants to reveal a pair of white boxers with blue stripes. Poking the fabric out, was his boyhood. One by one he stepped out of his pants and tossed them aside. Timmy was now red in the face and shaking all over. He was nervous. And this excited me even more.

I pointed to his boxers and drew my hand down. "Time to show me that little thing you got hiding under there." Timmy didn't know what to think. How could I say such cruel things, but at the same time, give him the best gift he could receive? the loss of his virginity. Of course, I was thinking something different. "Go ahead Timmy."

Slowly, very slowly, Timmy edged his elastic down. Finally he pulled his boxers up and over his boyhood and down to his ankles. And I stared in disbelief. I couldn't believe just how small it was. I uncontrollably coughed up a laugh. Thankfully he didn't notice. His dick sprang up hard, exposing itself to a woman for the first time.

He started to move toward the couch. "Stop. I want you to do it on the floor in front of me." I commanded. "On the floor?"

"Yeah, eventually that's where I'm going to fuck you." Envisioning his near future prompted him to obey, and he lay down on the floor in front of me.

"OK Timmy, show me how you whack off every night." Timmy frowned at the 'every night' bit but before he could say a word I spread my legs slightly and exposed a bit of my panties and he looked up my skirt. I arched by back up, pushing by breasts out against the fabric of my already tight T-shirt.

"God, you're gorgeous. I can't wait until you're naked," he replied.

"I will be soon," I said, "I promise." And with that promise he started to masturbate.

I watched him in delight and I thought to myself how naïve he was. What a fool. How gullible. I amused myself more by looking at his boyhood. I guessed there were 10 year olds with bigger cocks than his. He had a small patch of curly pubic hair, some under his armpits, but that was all. The rest of him was hairless. Except, of course, his perfectly parted hair on his head. He hardly had any muscle.

I could break him in two, if I wanted. It didn't take long for him to approach orgasm. I knew it wouldn't. It was time to act. It was time to take the next step. A leap indeed?