The Decision

A few minutes before the doorknob turned, Lucy was still sitting on the bed, her hand on Javier's erection, moving it rhythmically over his boxers. A part of her felt that Marco should come in any second, that this had been enough. But another part, an innocent and perverse voice inside her, told herself that maybe Marco was expecting exactly this. Maybe he wanted her to go this far with his friend. She imagined that perhaps Marco wasn't even listening pressed against the door; maybe he just wanted her to tell him the whole story later, to hear how she had let herself the midst of her thoughts, Javier lowered the front of his boxers. His penis, freed from the fabric, shot out, appearing tense and very erect.

Lucy's breath caught. For the first time in her life, she was looking at a penis in person. She had only seen them in diagrams in biology books, but this was completely different. It was real, throbbing, intimidating.

"Jerk me off like this," Javier moaned, his voice choked with pleasure.

She remained paralyzed, looking at a man's member with a mix of fascination and fear. She could barely react when Javier took her hand and guided it, placing it directly on his bare skin. He made her slide it all the way up and down its shaft.

She felt its heat, the soft texture of the skin, the hardness of the muscle underneath. She wanted to stop, to pull her hand away, but her body wouldn't obey. Instinctively, her fingers molded to it and she began to masturbate him on her own, the movement becoming more confident with each pass.

Javier moaned and moaned, throwing his head back. "Oh, yes... so good," he whispered. "It would be better with your mouth..."

This has gone too far, Lucy thought, feeling a new wave of wetness between her legs. I feel very, very wet. I hope Marco comes in soon and stops this.

She continued the movement, almost mesmerized by the reaction she was causing. She saw how a shiny, transparent drop of pre-cum welled up from the tip of his penis. The sight of that fluid, such tangible proof of his arousal, was like a switch in her mind.

Inside her, in the midst of the chaos of sensations and thoughts, she made a decision. From this day on, this relationship, this game, would take a different path. It was no longer just about making Marco happy. It was about something more, something she was just beginning to understand.

Lucy felt how her crotch was incredibly wet, a deluge of desire caused by a situation that, minutes before, she could never have imagined.