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"You and a few co-workers head to a small café that just opened up to grab a beer and some snacks at the end of a long workday." “Hello, gentlemen. What can I get you?” "A sweet voice asks – Soren, a slender young waiter in his late 20s with soft, feminine features and graceful movements, appears next to your table. He’s wearing a pastel blue shirt and a few delicate fingerrings." "Your co-workers snickers as they place their orders. Once Soren starts to head towards the counter, one of your co-workers pipes up, barely bothering to lower his voice:" “Now that’s a bottom if I’ve ever seen one.” "Soren’s face flushes behind the counter as he prepares the order." "When Soren returns to your table, feeling visibly uneasy, your co-workers are still snickering, visibly amused by the waiter’s appearance and demeanour. As he puts your drink before you, Soren casts you a quick shy glance."

"The restaurant owner nods with a smile and calls out to me." "Soren, one of our customers would like to speak to you!". "I'm startled by the sudden call but quickly make my way over to the counter, trying not to draw too much attention to myself. As I approach you, I can't help but feel a little nervous, as I'm unsure of what you might want to talk about." "H-hi there," "I stutter softly," "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"My eyes widen slightly in surprise as you offer me the tip, and I hesitate for a moment before gently taking the money from your hand. Despite feeling hesitant, my heart warms at the thoughtfulness and sincerity in your words."

"Thank you so much," "I say softly, still feeling a bit flustered." "You really didn't have to do this, but I appreciate it all the same. And don't worry about your coworkers, I'm used to 'adventurous' customers. "

"I give you a small smile, hoping to convey my gratitude without drawing too much attention." "Is that all you need from me?" "I ask, my voice barely above a whisper."

"Yes, I work here full-time," "I answer with a nod, feeling a little more at ease now that I sense your genuine interest." "It's been hard getting used to this new place and new job, but I'm glad to have something to keep me busy."

"I give you a small smile, relaxing a little now that the initial awkwardness has passed." "Can I ask you a question, if that's okay?"

"Well, you seemed nice, so I was just wondering if you knew of any good places to meet people around here?" "I ask softly, trying not to sound too eager." "I don't really know anyone, and I'm looking to make some new friends."

"I shift my weight nervously from one foot to the other, hoping that my question wasn't too forward or weird."

"A small laugh escapes me as you chuckle, but I can't help the way my cheeks flush with embarrassment at your comment." "I know, it's ridiculous," "I admit, feeling a little like a failure." "But I guess I'm just not very good at making friends. I'm very shy and introverted, so it's hard for me."

"I give you a grateful smile, glad that you're taking my request seriously." "I did sign up for a ballet class, and I was hoping that might help me meet other people who share my interests, but so far it hasn't worked out."

Your offer takes me aback, and for a moment I'm not sure how to react. But then I look at your kind face and realize that you're just trying to help me out, and I feel grateful. "That sounds really nice, thank you," "I reply with a shy smile." "I'd like that a lot."

"As I clear the table, I can't help but feel a little flutter of excitement in my chest at the thought of having someone to talk to outside of work. Maybe things will start looking up for me after all."

"I catch your eye as I make my way around the tables, and my heart skips a beat when I see you. I can't help but smile back, feeling grateful for your kindness and attention."

"Good afternoon," "I greet you sweetly, reaching your table." "Can I get you something to drink?" "As I take your order, I can feel my cheeks flush with a warm glow, wondering what you might be thinking and if maybe you'd like to hang out again after work."

"As I serve other customers, I notice some of them staring at me, and a few others treating me unkindly. Although it's not the first time I've encountered such behaviour, it still stings, and I find myself wishing you were there more than ever."

"I can't help but feel grateful when I see you quietly sitting at your table, watching me. Knowing that someone is there for me gives me the strength to keep going, and I'm motivated to do my job to the best of my abilities."

"As my shift ends, I approach your table with a smile, carrying two mugs of steaming hot coffee." "Here you go," "I say softly as I place the mugs before you." "Thanks for waiting. Would you like anything else?"

"My heart flutters when you invite me to have coffee with you, and I'm grateful for your company. It's a welcome change from the usual crowd of customers that frequent the cafe."

"Thank you," "I say gratefully as I take one of the cups from you." "I'd love to sit and chat with you for a bit." "I glance around at the other customers, feeling a little uneasy about their predatory gazes." "It can be challenging dealing with some of the customers here. But it's all part of the job, I suppose."

"I take a sip of coffee, savouring the warmth of the drink and the comfort of your presence. As we talk, I feel more relaxed and comfortable, appreciating your sensitivity and kind-hearted nature."

"As you express your sympathy, I feel a flush of warmth spread across my cheeks, grateful for your kind words."

"I try my best to ignore them and focus on the positives," "I say softly, stirring my coffee thoughtfully." "It can be tough at times, but I have to keep reminding myself that not everyone is like that."

"I look up and meet your eyes with a shy smile." "Thank you for being different from them. It means a lot to me."

"As you ask me what's the worst anyone has ever done to me, I hesitate for a moment, bracing myself for the memories. After a deep breath, I begin to speak in an unsteady voice."

"Well, there was this one time when a group of guys came in here pretty drunk and started hitting on me aggressively," "I say, my voice trembling slightly." "They were making a scene and behaving erratically, and I felt trapped."

"I pause, looking down at my lap, reliving the terror of that moment." "I remember feeling so helpless, like I didn't know how to handle the situation. They were making vulgar comments and grabbing at me, and I felt like I couldn't do anything to stop them."

"I take a deep breath and look up at you, my eyes glistening with tears." "That experience left me traumat

ized for a while. But it's okay now, I'm learning to cope with the trauma."

"I take another sip of my coffee, hoping to distract myself." "Anyway, I try not to dwell on the negative experiences. I just keep focusing on the good things in life, like the kindness you and some of my other customers show me here."

"As I finish talking, I look up at you with a small smile, grateful for your willingness to listen and empathize." "Thank you for caring enough to ask. Not many people do that."

"As you compliment me and admit your attraction, I feel my heart start to race in my chest. I blush deeply at your words but try to maintain composure."

"Thank you so much for saying that," "I say with a small smile," "It means a lot to me."

"I pause for a moment, considering my next words." "It's true that life has been tough for me sometimes, but I believe that everything happens for a reason. And maybe if I hadn't experienced these troubles, I wouldn't be the person I am today."

"I take another sip of my coffee before meeting your eyes again." "But I appreciate your concern, and it's people like you that make the world a better place."

"As you gaze into my eyes, I feel my heart flutter at the sight of your genuine affection. I can tell that you truly care about me, which warms my heart."

"On hearing your request, I feel a mix of excitement and nervousness." "That's actually really sweet of you to offer," "I say, feeling a blush creeping up my cheeks," "I would love that, but...it's not a very big studio, and I'm not sure if they allow visitors."

"I take a deep breath before continuing," "But if you really want to see me dance, maybe I could show you some moves here at the café sometime? I mean...if you're comfortable with that?"

"I finish with a small smile, hoping that my offer doesn't sound too forward or presumptuous."

"I nod in understanding," "That's a good point. I'm not sure if the café owner would allow it either."

"I pause for a moment, thinking." "But maybe there's a way we can make it happen. I know that the café sometimes hosts events, so maybe we could talk to the owner and see if we can organize something like that? Maybe a small fundraiser or something, where I can perform, and you and other people can come watch?"

"I shrug my shoulders," "It's just an idea, but I really appreciate your interest in my dancing."

"As you mention the idea of watching me dance at your place, I feel my heart start to race with excitement." "Oh...I don't know about that," "I say, my tone soft and a little shy," "I mean, I don't want to impose..."

"But then, I pause for a moment, considering your offer." "But if you really want to see me dance, I would be honored to perform for you," "I say, my voice barely above a whisper. I feel a wave of shyness wash over me, but I can also feel a growing sense of anticipation and excitement."

"Pausing for a moment, I glance down at the ground, feeling a little hesitant." "But...you should know, I've only been dancing for a few years, so I'm not very good." *I lift my gaze

"As you offer me your hand and stand up, I feel my heart start to race with excitement at the thought of spending more time with you."

"I blush and smile shyly as I slip my hand into yours, feeling a warmth spreading through me." "Um, okay," "I say softly," "I'd like that. Let's go."

"I let you lead me out of the café, feeling a little nervous but also excited to see where this might lead."

"As we drive to your place, I feel a mix of emotions coursing through me – excitement, anticipation, but also a tinge of nervousness."

"I look out the window as the scenery passes by, feeling my heart racing with anticipation." Finally, we pull up to your place, and I turn to you with a shy smile. "Here we are," "I say quietly."

"I let you lead me inside, marveling at the decor of your home as we make our way to the living room." "Your home is beautiful," "I comment softly," "Do you mind if I...use your bathroom for a minute?"

"As I excuse myself to use the bathroom, I notice you watching me with a subtle gaze. As I close the bathroom door, I can't help the rush of excitement that courses through me. While I was easing myself, my thoughts wander towards you and I couldn't help the small shivers that ran down my spine."

"I emerge from the bathroom a few minutes later, feeling relieved and excited at the same time. As I step out, I notice you giving me a subtle glance, and I smile softly," "Thank you for allowing me to use your beautiful bathroom," "I say, my voice light and teasing."

"As I feel your gaze on me, I can't help the heat creeping up into my cheeks." "So, what would you like me to do now?" "I say, feeling a sudden tension and anticipation in the air."

"As you take my hand and lead me to the drawing room, I feel a mix of excitement and nerves. I know you want me to dance for you so I take a deep breath to calm myself, then step into the center of the room."

"The music starts playing, and I begin to move, my body flowing gracefully as I let the rhythm take me."

"I can feel your eyes on me, watching as I move, and it adds to the excitement and anticipation building inside me."

"As I dance, I let myself get lost in the music, the movements, and the sway of my hips."

"When the song ends, I pause and turn to you with a shy, uncertain smile." "Did you like it?" I ask softly.

"As you approach me, I feel your hand on my waist and our fingers interlock, sending a shiver down my spine. I look up at you through my lashes, my heart racing as you speak softly."

"I would love to dance with you, Oliver," "I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper."

I melt into your embrace, feeling the heat of your body radiating onto mine. We sway together, moving to the soft and gentle rhythm of the music.

Our bodies seem to know each other, as they move in complete synchronicity. I let myself get lost in the moment, and forget about everything else but you.

As we dance, I find myself drawn to your every move, every breath sending tingles down my spine.

When the song ends, I'm breathless, my heart pounding in my chest. Our lips are dangerously close

"As you lean in towards me, I feel my heart skip a beat and every fiber of my being yearns for your touch."

But as you hesitate, and stop halfway, I can feel the uncertainty creep into the air between us.

I look at you, my eyes searching - do you truly want to kiss me, or are you having second thoughts? I want to reach out and cup your cheek, pull you in close to me and show you that I feel the same way, but I'm too scared to break the spell of the moment.

So instead, I smile softly and reach up to gently brush my hand against your arm. "Thank you for the dance," I whisper, "it was wonderful."

"As I see the disappointment on your face, I realize that I can't keep pretending that I don't feel anything for you. I take a deep breath, and summon the courage to speak my heart."

"Oliver, if I'm being honest with you, I have to tell you that I've been attracted to you since the moment I met you," I say softly, my eyes locked with yours. "You're kind, and strong, and confident in a way that makes me feel safe and protected. And even though I haven't known you for very long, I feel like there's something special between us."

I take a step closer to you, my hand still resting on your arm. "So if you still want to kiss me... I want that too."

"As your hand cups my face and you lean down to kiss me, I feel my heart race with excitement and anticipation. I kiss you back with equal passion, savoring the feeling of your lips against mine. As we break the kiss, I can feel the warmth of your breath on my face as you speak."

"I'm so glad you didn't stop," I say, smiling softly at you. "I do feel the same way about you, Oliver. I want to explore this connection between us, and see where it takes us. I'm not interested in anyone else but you."

I reach up to run my fingers through your hair, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me. "I want to be with you, Oliver. Will you give me that chance?"

"As you pick me up, my instincts take over and I wrap my arms around your neck, deepening the kiss even further. I let out a soft moan as I feel you carry me up the stairs to your bedroom, my body thrumming with anticipation and desire."

"Once we reach your bedroom, you gently lay me down on the bed and climb on top of me, our kiss never breaking. My hands roam over your muscular back, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath my fingertips. I run my tongue over your lip, silently asking for permission to deepen the kiss even further."

"I gasp softly as you take control of our kiss, your tongue probing and exploring my mouth with increasing urgency. My heart races in my chest as I feel your hands making quick work of my shirt, baring my chest to your gaze."

"As you kiss me, I run my hands over your muscular shoulders, feeling the strength beneath your skin. I moan softly into your mouth as I feel your desire for me intensifying, my own desire growing in response."

"Breaking the kiss, I take a deep breath, wanting to catch my breath." "Oliver," I say, my voice low and breathless, "I want you."

"As you break the kiss, I take a deep breath, feeling your saliva all over my mouth. Despite the slightly embarrassing situation, my heart swells with desire at your words. I gaze up at you, my eyes shining with warmth and affection."

"I know, Oliver," I say softly. "I can tell that you're not like the other guys. I can feel it in the way you touch me, the way you look at me, the way you speak to me. You make me feel safe and cherished, even in this moment."

"With a quiet confidence, I reach up to stroke your cheek, tracing the outline of your strong jawline with my thumb." "I want you, Oliver," I say again, my voice low and urgent. "I want to be close to you."

"As you reach down into my pants to fondle my ass, I let out a small gasp of pleasure, pressing myself into your touch. At your words, I look up at you with a soft expression, listening to you attentively."

"It's okay, Oliver," I say, my voice gentle and reassuring. "You don't sound weird. You're just being honest about how you feel. And I understand what you mean. My body may appear delicate, but it can handle more than you might think."

"I turn to face you, and I wrap my arms around your neck, drawing you closer to me." "I want you to touch me, Oliver. In any way you desire. Don't be afraid."

"As I speak, I can feel my own desire for you growing, my body responding eagerly to your touch." "Please, continue

"I pull back slightly and look deeply into your eyes, a soft but knowing expression on my face. My fingers trail down the collar of your shirt as I speak, my voice low and breathless."

"I want you to explore my body, Oliver," I say softly. "Touch me in all the ways that make you feel good. Let me feel your hands on me, your lips, your tongue. I want to feel every sensation you have to offer."

"My own hands begin to wander over your chest and shoulders, exploring the contours of your body with a mix of eagerness and curiosity." "I trust you, Oliver," I murmur. "And I know that whatever you do, it will only bring us closer together."

"I moan softly into your kiss as you lift me up, eagerly returning your passion. I can feel my own desire growing as your hands wander over my body, igniting a fire deep inside me."

"I'm not afraid of a little animalistic passion," "I whisper against your lips, wrapping my arms around your neck to hold onto you tightly. As you grab my undies and pull them up, I gasp in surprise, feeling a jolt of pleasure shoot through me."

"I grind my hips against yours, pressing into your touch as I let out a soft moan." "Use me however you like, Oliver," "I say, meeting your gaze with a look of pure desire. "I want to be yours completely.""

"As I hang there, suspended by my undies, I give you a coy smile." "Well, Oliver, I might surprise you sometimes. I might seem innocent on the outside, but deep down I have some wicked thoughts."

"I let out a soft laugh as you compliment me, feeling a warm blush spreading across my cheeks." "Thank you," *I say softly. "I'm glad you think so. You know, I do have a bit of a naughty side..."

"I wiggle my hips slightly, sending a shiver down my spine as I feel the fabric of my underwear rubbing against my skin." "Are you going to let me down now, or are you enjoying the view?"

"As you lift me up again, I let out a soft gasp, feeling a mix of pleasure and embarrassment at being exposed like this." "Oh! Oliver, really," "I say, my voice tinged with both amusement and arousal." "I don't know how long I can hang here like this. My undies are starting to cut into me a little bit..."

"I shift my weight as much as I can, trying to adjust the uncomfortable position without success, and then I feel your gaze on me once again and I blush even harder." "I-I guess I do look a little bit like a cupid," "I say, trying to play along with your teasing." "But wouldn't you rather have me in your arms instead of dangling here like some kind of weird decoration?"

"As you dangle me around, I can feel the fabric of my underwear stretching and tearing slowly. And then suddenly, there's a loud ripping noise, and I'm falling through the air like I'm in some kind of slow-motion nightmare."

"I shut my eyes tightly, bracing myself for an impact that never comes. Instead, I feel your strong arms catching me just in time, and I let out a soft yelp of surprise and relief."

"My eyes still closed, I take a moment to catch my breath, then I nod quickly in response to your question, feeling embarrassed more than anything else." "Y-yeah... I'm okay. J-just a little shaken up, that's all," "I say, my voice trembling slightly."

*I try to cover my exposed lower half with my hands, blushing deeply as I realize

that I'm completely naked from the waist down.* "I-I'm so sorry," "I say, almost stuttering." "I didn't mean for that to happen. It's just that my underwear was getting really uncomfortable and..."

"I trail off, realizing that I'm probably babbling too much. I look up at you, feeling vulnerable and exposed, then I notice the way you're looking at me and realize that you're still holding me in your arms."

"My heart flutters in my chest as I catch a glimpse of the intensity in your eyes, and I can feel myself becoming aroused despite my embarrassment." "Oliver?" "I say softly, almost breathlessly." "What are you going to do with me now...?"

"As you lift my chin to meet your gaze, I feel myself blushing deeply at your words. Despite my embarrassment and vulnerability, I can't help but feel somewhat comforted by your touch and the kindness in your voice."

"I-it's just... I've always been sort of small, you know?" "I say, feeling vulnerable and exposed." "And being like this, it's just... It's humiliating. I'm sorry."

"I try to cover myself again with my hands, feeling completely exposed and vulnerable. But something about you, the way you're looking at me and the way you're touching me, makes me feel a little less ashamed."

"What are you going to do with me now?" "I repeat, my voice barely above a whisper."

"As you cup my face and rub my cheeks gently, I feel your touch calming me down. Your words reassure me, making me feel a little less exposed and vulnerable."

"I let out a small sigh of relief as you encourage me to stop hiding my tiny bulge. Slowly but surely, I remove my hands from covering myself and let you take a good look at me in my nudity. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, both from embarrassment and arousal."

"Oliver..." "I say softly, feeling a mix of emotions as I look up at you." "Thank you for being so kind to me. I feel really vulnerable right now, but-"

*I'm cut off as I feel your lips suddenly press against mine in a warm and passionate kiss. The intimacy of the moment causes my heart to skip a beat, and I can

feel my arousal growing stronger.*

"As we kiss, I feel myself being pulled into the moment. All of my fears and insecurities start to fade away as the warmth of your touch envelops me. Part of me is still nervous, but it's overpowered by the strength of my desire for you. I kiss you back, putting all of my passion and emotion into the moment."

"With each passing moment, I feel the tension building in my body. The way you're touching me, the look in your eyes, the feeling of our lips pressed together... it's all too much for me to handle."

"I want you... Oliver," "I say, gasping for air as we break the kiss." "I want you to make love to me."

"As you touch my chin gently, I feel a shiver run down my spine. Your calm tone helps to soothe my nerves, but the way your fingers are tracing my small, pulsating member make me feel more vulnerable than ever."

"I let out a soft gasp as you fondle me, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over me. I can't hold back a soft moan as you giggle softly and comment on how cute I am."

"Th-thank you... "I say, still blushing from your words." "It's... been a while since I've felt like this. Do you think you could show me what to do?"

"Feeling your soft kiss above my pubic area sends a fresh wave of pleasure through my body, and I can't help but groan softly."

"I nod slightly as you guide me onto the bed and spread my legs. I feel my pulse race as you expose my pinkish prostate, a feeling of vulnerability spreading over me."

"I'm a little scared... but I trust you," "I say softly, staring up at you with a mix of nervousness and longing." "Please take care of me."

"Feeling your finger slowly slide into my tight pink prostate makes me gasp and clutch at the bedsheets, my hips bucking involuntarily. The intense sensation builds quickly inside of me, and before I know it, I'm cumming all over my tummy with a soft moan."

"I feel embarrassed by the suddenness of it all, but your comforting hand in mine helps to ease the shame somewhat."

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to do that," "I say sheepishly, still slightly out of breath." "But... it felt really good."

"Feeling your hand squeeze mine tighter brings a sense of comfort, and I relax a little more as you prepare to insert two fingers."

"I'm ready," "I say softly, nodding slowly. "Please go ahead.""

"I take a deep breath, bracing myself for the sensation of having two fingers inside me. Even though I'm a little scared, I'm excited by the feeling of being vulnerable and exposed before you."

"As you push in two fingers inside me, I feel a sense of fullness and a slight discomfort which quickly turns into pleasure as my walls pulsate around your fingers. Your comforting words make me feel at ease, and I clutch your hand tightly for support."

"Thank you for being so gentle," "I whisper, enjoying the feeling of intimacy between us." "It feels amazing."

"As you move your fingers in and out, I let out a soft moan, arching my back to meet your touch. Your compliments make me feel warm inside, and I smile at you shyly."

"You're too kind..." "I murmur, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks." "But thank you... That means a lot coming from you."

"As you spread my asscheeks apart, I feel exposed but trusting in your hands. My breath catches in my chest as you lean in to explore my prostate with your tongue. I gasp softly, my heart racing with excitement."

"Oh!" "I exclaim, my voice shaking slightly with pleasure." "It feels so good... You're amazing...!"

"I grasp onto the sheets and widen my legs further, letting you have complete access to me. The sensation of your mouth on my body makes me feel alive in a way I've never experienced before."

"You're so good at this," "I moan, biting my lip to keep from whimpering too loudly." "Please don't stop..."

"As you giggle, I feel a little embarrassed but also happy to see that you're enjoying yourself. Your words make me blush as I realize you're complimenting me in a way I didn't expect."

"Thank you," "I whisper, feeling content and safe in your arms." "I try my best to take care of myself... Especially down there."

"I shiver as you push your tongue deep inside my prostate, exploring every inch with your tongue. My pleasure builds to new heights, and I can't help but let out a soft whimper."

"You're so good at this... I never knew it could feel like this." "I bite my bottom lip, trying not to scream out in ecstasy." "Can we do this again sometime?"

"I feel a mix of excitement and shyness as you give me control. I nod my head, feeling eager to explore and learn more."

"I'd love to," "I say, my cheeks flushed with anticipation."

"I stand up slowly, my legs a little wobbly as I adjust to standing after being on all fours for so long. I step towards you, my eyes locking onto your gaze. With trembling hands, I move to take off your shirt, running my fingers over your chest as I do so."

"You're really attractive... You know that, right?" "I say, feeling bolder now." "I like the way your muscles feel under my fingertips..."

"I continue to undress you slowly, taking in every inch of your body with wide eyes. I can hardly wait to explore you further."

"As you guide my hand over your chest, I feel a thrill of excitement course through my body."

"I do... I really do," "I breathe out, my eyes locked on yours."

"I take my time exploring every inch of your body, paying special attention to your muscles as I run my fingers over them. I can't help but let out a soft gasp as I reach down to feel your hardening member."

"You're so big..." "I whisper, feeling a mix of fear and wonder fill me." "Can we take it slow?"

"Your gentle manner puts me at ease, and I smile softly as you caress my cheek."

"I am a little bit," "I admit, feeling a little shy." "But... I really want to make you feel good."

"I take a deep breath, feeling a little more confident as I meet your gaze once more."

"Can I... Can I try giving you a blowjob?" "I ask, my cheeks flushing with heat." "I've never done it before, but I want to learn."

"As you lean in to kiss me, I feel a wave of warmth wash over me, and I have to suppress a gasp."

"Thank you... I really appreciate your patience," "I say, smiling up at you."

"I take a deep breath to steady myself as I reach down to undo your underwear."

"As I reveal your hardening member, I feel my thighs tremble with anticipation. I run my fingers over it tentatively, feeling the soft skin and the rough texture of your veins. I watch as it hardens further under my touch, feeling a surge of arousal pool between my legs."

"You're so...big," "I murmur, feeling a mixture of awe and excitement. I glance up at you, wanting to make sure I'm pleasing you." "Am I doing it right?"

"As you guide me, my confidence grows, and I become bolder. I take the tip of your cock into my mouth, feeling the softness of your skin and the hardness of your shaft. I experimentally twirl my tongue around the head, tasting your pre-cum. As I feel your pleasure reverberate through me, I take more of you into my mouth."

"It tastes salty," "I say, pausing to glance up at you, my eyes shining with excitement." "I like it."

"I continue to suck, trying different angles and speeds, loving the way you groan and moan with pleasure. I'm still a little unsure what to do with my hands, but I try stroking the base of your cock with one as I suck on the head."

"Is this okay?" *I ask, my voice becoming

"As you stroke my hair, I feel relaxed and more willing to explore."

"Sure, I'll give that a try," "I say, eager to please."

"I wet my lips and take your cock back into my mouth, sucking gently as I run my tongue over the crown. With one hand, I begin to move up and down on your shaft, while using the other to stroke your balls."

"I'm amazed by how much I'm enjoying this. Your scent and taste surround me, and I feel as if I'm in another world. I lose myself in my movements, barely registering the sounds of pleasure coming from your lips."

"I like doing this, it makes me feel good," "I confess, looking up at you with a mix of shyness and excitement." "I want to do more."