Gimme Some Loving

I had no idea what I was in for! Gwen protruded her mobile phone out of nowhere & she opened it. Went to some app & started some song. I was looking at all of this, confused. The music was slow. It was a woman singing, something like: "Come to me....." Oh wait!

That was. Striptease. Demi Moore. Was Gwen actually going to give me a fucking striptease?

And that's when she began. She started swaying her hips & started dancing. She turned around, & took off her jacket. Oh my God! She was giving me a striptease! The worst part was that I was stripped already! My hand involuntary grabbed my thing & began stroking it. But just as she turned, I saw the smile on her face. It was so pure. So, wonderful. I stopped stroking. I was not going to ruin this beautiful moment by having an orgasm!

She kept dancing to the song! Pressing her breasts, bending down & all. But she was still clothed. The song continued... "Gimme some lovin'......" And now, she turned around again! Shimming her shoulders & her waist, she removed her top. For the first time ever, I saw her skin. She was wearing a pink normal bra underneath! This was so hot! She held the top to the side, still not turning around, the song playing as she dropped her top.

And then she turned. Her eyes right into mine. I guess, she was asking me: "Enjoying!?" HELL YEAH! But to be honest, I was more of surprised & excited than enjoying. She then rubbed her hands down shoulders, squeezed her breasts twice, still covered by her bra, & then resumed the downgoing journey of her hands. I looked at her toned stomach, her navel. And it was all so hot, I wanted to do so many things. I was almost becoming restless.

But ironically, at the same time, I had no idea what I wanted to do.

She tucked her thumb into her jeans... And slowly. Steadily. Without removing eye-contact, she rolled the jeans down... She was wearing a matching pink panty. I looked at her. I was breathing from my mouth. If I hadn't been careful, saliva would have trickled down. She took off the jeans & threw it away.

Then she came close to me... the song still playing. Her hands rubbed throught my legs up to my groin, & then she almost clutched my willy. But then she didn't. She stood up again. Turned around & bent down one final time. I was obviously distracted. But as she stood up, she wasn't wearing her bra anymore. I didn't see when that happened. For... well... obvious reasons...

She she turned her head towards me. She left eyes mischievously looked at me. And she turned. Her hands covering her breasts. She walked to me, still covering her breasts. But I could figure something out! They were just perfect! She had the perfect body. Not the porn star, no hair, idealistic perfect body. But perfect nevertheless. She was perfect because she had imperfections! She stepped into the bathtub...

I turned towards her now. My back by the end of the bathtub. She stopped the tap now. The bathtub was full. Almost dripping now. How did I not notice!? I wonder.......

She sat down opposite to me. "Siri! Stop the music!" said she & the song stopped. She cramped her legs up & her breasts with them as she put her arms around her legs. She was sitting right opposite to me. I had stretched out legs.

We stared at each other for quite a long, long time. Then she finally said. "You're the first guy who will see me naked."

I had difficulty breathing, right now. But as she said it, I kind of felt relieved. It was her first time too. We were in this together. "Y-you're also the first girl to ever see me naked. In fact, you are my first girlfriend. My first actual friend."

She looked at me. Her eyes softened. "Really?"

"Yes."

"You never had an actual friend before?"

"No."

"Then how did you live up till now?"

"Well, I had a little sister. So..."

Gwen chuckled. "Yeah, alright." I chuckled too. I could sense my anxiety going away. Even though she had literally given me a fucking striptease, that was not the thing really on my mind right now. These were the sort of things I longed for. But, it didn't matter anymore. What mattered was this... this relationship. This intimacy. Not just physical, but mental as well.

But then she gave me a mischievous smile..........