First of, I've written this story already planned out on my mind and i intend this to be read by adults. I want my audience as open-minded and mature as they can be. If you're not an adult yet, please have second thoughts on reading this. This will be quite sexual, I'm reminding you. So if you start to feel ill, disturbed or anything about it, I advised you to stop reading this immediately. If you want to report this story, [can stories be reported by the way? (-_-)?], can you first tell me and I'll make sure to take some action about it. My inbox is also free if you want to leave harsh comments about my story, and stories to come.
Anyhow, here's the continuation and hope you'll enjoy it.
He stilled his actions making me stare back at him. He watched me carefully before whispering, “Take off all your clothes. All of it.”
I felt my body jolt at his instructions. He seemed to expect my surprise because he just held me steady.
Take my clothes off? Why should I take my clothes off? I felt my heart beat more wildly and my breathing quickened. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my eyes wide, wild and full of panic. And yet I could also feel the flush of my face and the exposed part of my skin at his words.
He let me grasp what he said for a while before he murmured to me again.
“Go on. Don’t be shy and be confident. You can do it. It’s time for you to know your body, intimately.” He said, encouraging me. He took both of my hands and placed it at the top button of my pajama top.
It took me a second before I noticed my hands shaking. I even thought that it would just fall to my side because I can’t seem to feel any energy to lift them up. But amazingly, it stayed on my top.
Can I really do it? Expose myself to a stranger? But am I really exposing yself when he’s more knowledgeable about me than me? And why hesitate now when I already gave him permission to let him in the house?
He patiently waited behind me as I find the courage to do what I’ve been told.
With still uneased fingers, I slowly slid the top button on its hole exposing an inch of my skin. One by one, they slowly opened up a part of me that’s never been seen by anyone other than me. Finally, I shrugged off my top and my torso was now revealed. I let my hands fall to my side.
“Now your pants.” I felt more than heard his deep voice in my ear as he urged me.
Putting my thumbs on the waistband of my pajama bottoms, I slowly tugged it down and shrugged it off until I’m now on my underwear.
I straightened myself and looked at him at the mirror again. I could see a small shiver course down at me as I look at his penetrating gaze. I watched him lift up his hands and placed it on my back to unfasten my bra from behind. He gradually moved the straps of it down on my arms while caressing them at the same time. I could see my breasts hung freely and in full view to both of us.
He then hooked his thumbs on my panties and painstakingly lowered it down the length of my legs. Somehow, I felt my legs so long that I wished my undies would just disappear. I lifted my feet, one by one, for him to take it off me.
