"So, hey," the auburn-haired girl said to me. I looked to her again: her nipples were poking prominently against her unbuttoned blouse, and her legs were splayed open. I noticed that her fly was undone. But her face was completely serious and her eyes shone with a sort of determination. "You've got a bad condition. I've seen how painful it is for my step-dad and step-brother. It's not pretty. But if you trust me, I know a pretty good treatment, and I can help you this once to keep it from getting worse, if you trust me."
"What? Uh," I said, very intelligently. "What do you want me to trust you with? I mean, I'm already half-naked in front of everyone here."
She shook her head. "That's the wrong way to start, buddy," she said seriously. "Look. I've seen what this does to men. It kills me to see men in that kind of pain. I want you to relax, but I can't tell you what I'm going to do because you won't believe me, and that will only make things worse. I want to help you," she said, calmly but seriously. "Will you trust me?" She said, more gently.
I had no idea what she was going on about. But she looked sincere. "Okay," I said finally.
The auburn-haired girl gave me a smile than somehow managed to be grim. "It's a start, but we're going to have to do some work. It took a while for my step-family too." She stood up, her unbuttoned blouse swinging open slightly more to show some impressive tit-flesh. She stood in front of me, looking into my eyes. "Okay dude. What's your name?"
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"Okay ," she said gently. "I like you, and I want to help you. Kneel down, it will help you relax and it will make it easier for me." She gently pushed down on my shoulders, and I knelt down, coming face level with her crotch. She knelt down to face me. "Now, I'm going to do some things you're going to find very weird. You seem like a nice guy, but that means you might try to make me stop. Don't." She got a little stern with me. "I want you to swear that you won't try to keep me from helping you. I'm not kidding around, . If you panic it will only fuck with your head and make things worse. I want you to promise me that you're not going to stop me for any reason."
What the hell was she on about!? "Um?" I sputtered.
Her brow furrowed. "No, not 'um'. I want you to promise that even if I turn green and grow horns that you won't stop me. Or if there's an earthquake. Got it?"
"Oh... kay?" I said.
"A fucking alien invasion, ," she says, her eyes boring into mine. "You don't stop me. Do you swear?"
"What the hell are you going to do!?" I said.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt," she said. "But you don't stop me. Swear."
"Okay," I said. "I swear."
She gently grasped my painfully erect member in her hand, and pulled herself up against me. I could feel the heat of her body from her open blouse, so up close, and I could feel my pulse against her feminine hands. Her eyes looked deeply into mine. "Okay, . Relax. Feel my hand on your throbbing cock," she said. "Look into my eyes," she said.
I was shocked, and it was only with determination that I didn't back away in surprise. I saw the girl appraise my reaction, and then smile at me with approval when I had accepted her brazen behaviour. "Good boy, . Do you know why I'm holding your penis?" I shook my head. She smiled calmly at me. "Because I want to help you. And because I like hard penises." She unbuttoned her jeans with her free hand, and pulled my right down into them. I felt her pussy lips, wet and swollen. "See? Feel how much I like your penis," she said, pressing my hand against her sex, staring into my eyes. "I want to do this. Do you trust me?"
I felt as if I were drugged, her eyes staring deeply into mine and feeling her wet folds against my fingers. I shouldn't have been trusted to spell my name correctly. "Yeah," I said dopily.
"Okay," she said to me with a smile, as she gently removed my hand from her pussy and backed away a little. Then, gracefully, and keeping her eyes fixed on mine, she leaned forward and swallowed my cock half way in one go. Still looking up at me, she began gradually working her throat muscles, breathing heavily through her nose, until she had swallowed me down to the base.
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