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‘Why don’t you take something off and get comfortable?’
‘Who’s Mikey?’
‘My uncle. Michael. Take off your shirt.’
My fingers were moving in between my buttons.
‘Why’s your uncle going to love this?’
‘Because he’s smart. He’s going to love it, don’t worry, he’s going to love you.’
I thought right then that I was at John’s so that something would happen to me, something I couldn’t ever do by myself.
‘That’s it, Mira, that’s the way.’
I wanted him to keep talking.
‘That’s sexy, baby. Just a bit more, take off some more.’
I was out of my shirt. I sat there in my bra. The straps were making red marks on my shoulders. I touched the top of my breasts and dropped my finger down the crack. I kept wanting to see my finger disappear. My nipples got hard. John started going in close-up on my stroking.
‘Look how pretty your tits are. Look.’
My nipples were itching inside my bra. They looked so big. I’d never seen them that big. I rubbed them through the fabric. I thought I would put them in my mouth.
‘That’s it, touch them. Pinch them. Fuck, that’s good.’
I had one in each hand. I was squeezing and twisting. I heard John breathing behind the camera. ‘Move your hand now, babe.’ He was telling me what to do. ‘Touch yourself lower. Touch your pussy. Look at yourself.’
I saw my face changing, my mouth getting bigger. I couldn’t stop licking the corners of my lips.
‘You look so fucking sexy.’
My bra was hanging from my arm.
‘That’s it, take it off. Good girl, take off your skirt.’
I didn’t know if I wanted to see what it looked like down there. Everything felt so big and rushing.
‘You are a fucking sexy girl.’
Hairs in thick strokes were covering my vagina. A dark brown line separated the two parts that were sticking softly to each other.
‘Hang on.’
John took his face away from the camera. He was setting up a tripod, taking off his pants.
‘I gotta show you something.’
Crouched behind the camera again, I watched his big stomach, the beef of his legs. John started focusing in on my vagina.
‘Stop it. Don’t!’ My voice got high-pitched. I covered myself with my hands.
‘Easy.’ John laughed. ‘Just wait. You’ll see how pretty it is. You’ll see what I see.’
‘No. I don’t want to.’
‘Yeah you do, baby. You’ve got the prettiest pussy. All I can see is that pussy in front of me. I dream of it at night, growing over my face.’
