I turned to look at her body and resting face, I lost track of how long I was staring at her and only realized I was doing so because I was also rubbing the head of my throbbing penis through my shorts. This hard on will not do when she wakes up. Knowing I needed to rub one out, I took the time to admire her small, girly feet for inspiration. Then went to the bathroom and blew a load into the sink. This became a pattern I had to frequently repeat over the next couple of days, often multiple times a day.
That was until day four when something caught her attention. “You had told me that you were an at home nudist as well, but I seem to be the only one in the nude around here. What gives?”
“Well, it’s just that, you’re such a beautiful woman. I uh… how can I say this…didn’t expect to be so…”
“Aroused,” She chimed in with a smile?
“Yeah, sorry. I’m not trying to get pervy on you.”
“It’s cool, you make it seem like a boner were something abnormal. I can help if you like?”
“Huh? Help?”
“I’m sorry, to some guys I’m a real turn off because of how open I am about sex. I really don’t see the shame in it. It’s fun, a stress reliever and good exercise. Everyone want’s to do it, so what’s the problem? I suppose some think I’m slutty. But you’ve been so kind to me that anything I can do to help, I will.”
“I don’t think I understand what you’re saying.”
She smiled at me seductively, “You need relief just let me know.” She cocked her head looking down at my lap smiling. “Judging by that tent in your shorts, you could use some relief right now.” I hadn’t realized that when I turned to her my hard on was clearly visible. “I’ll be right back, let me get a towel and I’ll give you a handy.”
“A handy,” I muttered to myself while trying to subdue a wicked grin, could I be this lucky. She came back with two towels. One she draped over the back of the couch and the other she let cover from the seat back down to the floor. She sat down on the couch back and spread her legs wide. I could see her small, tiny, pink hairless pussy part a little, glistening in the light. This alone was enough of a turn on, but what was really driving me over the edge was how casual and relaxed she was about all of this.
“Take off your clothing and sit down in front of me.” I sat on the floor at first but she corrected me all smiles and playful giggles. I sat on the couch with her behind me. She wrapped her legs around me and sank down into the couch cushions, which left her a bit elevated behind me. She hooked her feet into my legs and spread my knees out. “Relax,” she said, “just sit back and enjoy.” She reached around me and began fondling my cock and balls with very experienced hands. She would touch around my head, tickle the rim. She even rubbed below my pee hole, a spot so sensitive it made me shiver.
“You’re really good,” I moaned. She then cupped her hand loosely around my shaft and began to move it up and down. With her other hand, she wrapped her index finger and thumb around the base of my cock and squeezed. I could not believe this was happening. Her tiny hands were just barely able to circle my girth. This must be a dream, Christina naked in my house giving me a handjob. She was squeezing my precum out and rubbing it all over my head until it dried up. At one point she squeezed some drops onto her finger and tasted it.