Take off the Dress

Mr. Ferrier smirks and scans my body, undressing me with his eyes. He pauses as he looks directly at my breasts and says, “First, sweetie, I’m going to need you to take off that dress.”

I am nervous for many reasons. Firstly, my muscular, older, married neighbor is acting like the boys that try to fuck me. Secondly, I’m very self conscious that my tits are not nearly as big as he would hope. In fact, they are a fraction the size of Mrs. Ferrier’s breasts. Thirdly, the window is facing the outside. While the blinds are closed, I know for a fact they are partially see through. I know this because that is the window where I see the silhouette of Mr. Ferrier stoking himself when I’m changing.

Mr. Ferrier must have read my eyes and body language. He continues, “Don’t work about the blinds, you can’t see through them. But, if you would feel more comfortable we can move to the bedroom.

I nod my head yes.

He points to a door down the hall and says, “that room”.

I begin to walk towards the room he gestured towards when I feel his hand smack then grab my ass through my dress. He holds it firmly as we walk into his bedroom and says, “Mmm, nice ass baby girl. I can tell you work out. Glad you prepared yourself for me.”

I enter his bedroom and see piles of random weight equipment and clothing all over the place. The single dresser has an old-school alarm clock and framed picture of Mr. And Mrs. Ferrier. One wall is lined with 4 large closets. The center of the room is finished with a king sized bed. "Take off that dress, Jenny".

I nervously remove the top straps of my dress and lower it, exposing my smooth shoulders. I take a deep breath, look away from Mr. Ferrier and lower my dress to my waist, exposing my perky B cup breasts including my tiny, perky nipples.

Mr. Ferrier continues, "All of it sweetie."

I nod my head in confirmation, and lower my dress to my legs. One foot at a time, I step out of my dress. Here I am, 5'1", 95 pounds, wearing nothing but my tiny white thong, standing in front of Mr. Ferrier. I bite nervously bite my tongue, hoping he doesn't disapprove of my body, especially my smaller breasts.

Mr. Ferrier says, "You are beautiful, Jenny. What a lovely women you became. look down at my shorts. I want you to touch it.

I reach my hand out to his shorts, and brush my tiny, soft fingers against his bulge. It feels extremely thick and long. After a quick brush, I nervously pull away.

In a deep voice, Mr. Ferrier chuckles, "It's okay Jenny. That's my dick. You're an adult now, and you grew into the perfect young lady. If you make my dick happy, you will make me happy. You want to make me happy, right?"

I nod my head up and down and reply, "yes, daddy."

Mr. Ferrier says, "Mmm. Good."

Without asking, he drops his shorts. Out springs an extremely massive, fully erect super penis. It looks as thick as my arm and nearly a foot long. I expected him to have a huge member, but this is beyond ridiculous. My mouth drops to the floor in surprise. It's almost too big. His balls are hanging about 6 inches below his enormous penis, and pubes are non-existent. I presume he shaved them.

Smiling, he says, "I know this looks like too much, but you are ready to learn how to work it. I want you to wrap both hands around the shaft and begin stroking it like you a plunging a toilet."

I take my tiny hands, place them on his hard dick and wrap my fingers around it. I begin to jerk him off. As I stroke his huge cock, I feel one hand begin to massage my breasts. It feels great, but I make sure to focus on his penis and not myself.

With the other hand, he is shuffling on his dresser. A moment later, I hear a "click" sound. turns on mid scene. It is a girl who looks almost exactly like me. When I say she looks like me, I mean nearly identical. Same age, height, hair, build, Asian American as well. She could be my sister.

I ignore the video, and focus on my job, not myself. Mr. Ferrier made it clear that to make him happy, I need to please his beautiful, huge, amazing dick. I will do whatever it takes to make my older, strong, hot neighbor happy.

Mr. Ferrier begins to grown as his eyes dart back and forth from the porn to my stroking his dick, inches from my face. "Keep it up Jenny, you are making daddy happy." he says.

A moment later, we both hear keys shuffle by the front door. Mr. Ferrier slams closed the bedroom door as he says to me, "Shit, my wife is home! She can't see you here!"

What do I do?

1) Crawl under the bed.

2) Try to climb out of his bedroom window.

3) Hide in one of his closets.

4) Freeze in fear.

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