If you get naked first.

You tell Heather, “If you want to jack me off, you’re going to have to get naked first.”

She pulls back, seemingly a little stunned by your terms. “Why?”

“Because you’re very beautiful and I want to see you naked,” you respond. “I think taking off your clothes is a small price to pay for touching my very sensitive places.”

She seems to mull this over in her head for a while. She is about to say something and then she looks at your still rock hard cock. She pauses and then slowly says, “O.K., I’ll take off my clothes, but you have to promise not to try anything funny.”

You laugh, “You do realize that you’re taking off your clothes for a chance to masturbate me, don’t you? I think the one doing something funny here is you.”

Heather blushes but holds firm, “I know, but I still want you to promise not to try to grab me or anything.”

You sigh, “All right, I promise I’ll let you get naked, and let you grab my cock without doing anything ‘funny’.”

Heather seems satisfied by this and begins to strip. She pulls her sweater over her head, showing off perky teen tits hidden behind a pink lace bra. She blushes fiercely as she tosses the sweater aside. “Don’t be embarrassed,” you say, “You’re so beautiful. Look, my dick is even harder just looking at you.”

Your comment seems to give Heather a little more confidence for she kicks off her shoes and begins to sway her body a little in a shy sort of strip tease. Next, she unbuttons her jeans and wiggles them down her hips. She’s wearing white cotton panties with little yellow flowers on them. You slowly rub your throbbing member as you watch her show more and more of her golden skin.

She seems nervous and fumbles a little as she tries to unfasten her bra. “Don’t be nervous,” you tell her, “Just relax and enjoy the moment.”

She lets the bra fall from her, exposing her incredible boobs, very pale compared to the rest of her flesh with good sized pink nipples. She stands awkwardly, letting you take in her majesty. “Wow, you’re hot,” you say, “But a deal’s a deal. Let’s see you take off the panties.”

She reaches into the waistband of her panties and begins to pull them down. You see a tuft of golden blonde pubic hair before she bends over to pull them down her legs. She steps out of her underwear and tries to shield her pussy from your view. She quickly realizes that you want to see it all and she puts her arms at her sides and stands before you wearing only ankle high white socks and blushing all over.

“Turn around,” you tell her. She does a little spin and you can tell from her tan lines and neatly trimmed beaver, that she must wear a thong bikini.

“Well,” she says, “can I try jacking you off now?”