Without hesitation

As her fingers hook into the waistband of his boxer shorts, she glances upwards to his face. He smiles back at her, giving her the only encouragement she requires to complete the task at hand.

Gently she pulls, watching as the shorts lower from his waist, his obvious erection caught inside. With them low enough, she reaches a hand inside the distended piece of clothing, wrapping her fingers around his hardness, making him groan loudly. The very sound of his pleasure excites her, making her feel proud that she could do something to please this man, whose name she still didn't know.

"That's it, good girl, good girl" he moans as he looks down at her, seeing her delicate hand easing him free of his underwear. She can tell from the feel of him he's a good size, but only when she finally frees his cock completely does she see how good. She smiles as she takes in his size, at least eight inches, thick enough that her fingers struggled to circle him and cut, the bulbous head seeming to swell more as it appears to her gaze. It's bigger than she has ever had in her hand before, not that she has had that many in her tender eighteen years of life.

"Wow that's big" she mutters almost to herself as she eases his shorts to his knees so they bunch with his trousers, and finally allowing her a full view of his hardness with his balls hanging full beneath. She begins to stroke him up and down with one hand, eyes fixed on the way the skin moves in her embrace, sliding up and down over the shaft, the head seeming to throb right in front of her.

She remains on her knees as she plays with him, eyes sparkling as she watches his cock move in her soft hand, stroking him slowly, gently, feeling a sense of achievement as a small droplet appeared on the tip. Without even thinking, she leans close enough to let her tongue flick out to lick it away, and as she does she is rewarded with a louder groan from him and his hands grip gently on her shoulders as if for balance.