Unveiling Desire

I knock on Jessy’s door, my heart pounding in anticipation. When she opens it, my breath catches. She’s practically nude, only a thin string barely covering her. The tips of her breasts are just visible, and her ass—round, full, and inviting—is on full display. The string does nothing to hide it, only teasing me more.

She leans against the doorframe, giving me a seductive smile. "Hey," she says, her voice low and sultry.

I can’t take my eyes off her. The way her body is framed by that barely-there string is driving me crazy. "You look… unbelievable," I manage to say, my voice thick with desire.

She steps closer, her body brushing against mine, and I can already feel the heat building between us. "You’re all dressed up," she teases, her fingers lightly tracing up my arm. "Why don’t you take some of these clothes off?"

I nod, unable to resist her invitation. I pull off my vest, then unbuckle my jeans and let them fall to the floor. Now I’m standing in just my boxers, but I know the bulge is obvious—there’s no hiding how badly I want her.

Jessy’s eyes trail down, and she smirks. "I see you’re already ready for me," she says, biting her lip. Her hands reach for my waistband, but she stops, teasing me. "Be comfortable like me," she purrs. "Go ahead and take them off."

I hesitate, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. "I’m comfortable," I mumble, trying to play it cool.

Jessy laughs softly, that teasing glint in her eye. "Don’t be shy," she whispers, stepping closer, her breasts brushing against my chest. "I’m your girlfriend."

And then, without warning, she grabs the waistband of my boxers and tears them down in one quick motion. The fabric rips easily, and I’m left standing completely exposed. Instinctively, I cover myself with my hands, but Jessy grins and pulls my hands away.

"Wow," she breathes, her eyes widening as she takes me in. "You’ve got an anaconda down there."

She reaches out, her hand wrapping around me, giving me a gentle squeeze. A jolt of pleasure runs through me, and I can’t help but let out a soft groan. "Jessy… ugh," I mutter, my voice thick with need.

Her hand moves slowly, teasing me, giving me just enough pressure to drive me wild. "You’re so naughty," I murmur, barely able to focus with the way she’s touching me.

Jessy giggles, her fingers tracing my length, her touch light but deliberate. "It’s perfect," she whispers, looking up at me with that mischievous smile. "And so smooth… no hair at all. You really keep yourself clean."

I let out a breathy laugh. "All for you."

She leans in, kissing me deeply, our bodies pressed together. I can feel the heat of her skin against mine, and the tension between us is electric. My hands move instinctively, sliding over her hips, pulling her closer as our kiss deepens.

"You’re driving me insane," I whisper against her lips, my hands gripping her soft skin.