To go all the way

"The rest off, too," I order, reaching behind me to close the door.

"Really, Jake? You wanna see my little ittle coochie?" Bethany teases. She hums a happy tune to herself, swaying her hips in time to the meter. Her hands drop from her boobs to grasp the sides of her shorts. Slowly, she slides them down over her generous derriere. It's a hypnotic sight. When they've dropped to her ankles, she does the same with her pale purple panties, revealing her neatly trimmed strip of black pubic hair and below it--the first honest-to-God real-life pussy I've ever seen. Once her panties have fallen down as well, she widens her stance, allowing her slit to peek open slightly, revealing the pink folds within. Throughout all of this, she never stops her humming or shimmying.

"Close your mouth," she says. "You don't want the flies getting in." I realize my jaw has been hanging down, a trail of drool crossing my chin. Hurriedly, I cover my lower face with my hand.

Bethany stops her dancing and spreads her arms wide. "Well, now you've got me. What are you gonna do? Maybe...you wanna fuck?"

I nod, not daring to speak.

"You have a condom then?" For one panic-stricken moment, my mind goes blank. Then I remember the Durex I've been lugging around in my wallet for the past six months. I could kiss you right now, past me--you ridiculously optimistic idiot! I think.

"Yeah," I say, finding the condom and holding it up for her inspection.

"Well, alright. You'd better to get to stripping, too." She openly appraises me as I pull my shirt over my head and roll my pants and boxers down my legs. My cock pops into view, hard, erect, angry. Now it's Bethany's jaw that drops. "Oh, my, Jake! You're all grown up!" She points towards her bed. "Why don't you lay down there, on your back?"

I obey her, sinking gently into the soft mattress beneath, my dick pointing directly at the ceiling. Bethany takes the condom from me and expertly wraps me up. I know a lot of guys dislike the loss of sensation from being covered, but honestly--at the moment, I really appreciate it. My cock is already close to blowing its load, and I so desperately want to last long enough to please this goddess who's deigning to give me everything without complaint.

She stands next to the bed, looking deeply into my eyes. "You okay with this?" she asks softly. I nod jerkily. "Okay, then. Mount up!" She climbs on top of the bed, swinging a leg over to straddle me. I stare, mesmerized, as her folds descend, brush against the tip of my glans, then further... More of my cock disappears into her depths, centimeter by centimeter, until at last she's sitting flush against my pubis. Even with the condom, the sensation of squeezing from her inner walls is almost overwhelming. I try to think about something else, anything to keep me from coming on the first stroke. That would be mortifying.

A sudden knock on the bedroom door completely derails my thoughts. "Hey, Annie!" comes Steve's voice from the other side. "You in there?"