Tell her to strip out of her clothes
From Create Your Own Story
"Strip," you say, leveling the gun with her. Angrily, she grits her teeth. "Strip!" You say, shaking the gun at her.
She nods, sighs, and sits on the kitchen floor to unlace her boots.Once she has them off, she peels her socks off her small feet, stuffing them down in the boots. Standing slowly, she takes up the hem of her shirt and peels it up slowly, up over her shoulders and off her head. Her breasts are small, perfectly rounded B cups, and her dark areola are the size of a nickel, the skin tightening there around her little stiffening nipples. She's slender, but her ribs curve out until they meet her firm stomach, curving back in until her hips jut out just slightly. You swallow hard as you find yourself staring, and she shakes her head angrily.
"You're a piece of shit," she says. You nod as you pick up your flashlight with a smile, flicking it on and shining it on her
Slowly, she unbuttons the military cargo pants, unfastening the fly, then slides the pants down and kicks them off. Beneath, she wears only a pair of cotton briefs. Nothing fancy or outright sexy, but the curves of her hips against the fabric is exciting enough. Hooking her fingers through the waistband, she peels them down her toned slender legs, and steps out of them, then puts her hands on her hips. Between her legs is a slight bush of hair, but definitely groomed. Just enough to hide the lips of her mound.
She's very pretty in a tomboyish way. No make up, no skin care, just youth and high cheekbones, with dark eyes and tender looking lips. Her neck is slender, swan-like, and her collar bones protrude gently under her dark skin. You can see goose pimples rise as you shine the light across her gorgeous breasts, studying each one a little longer than you should. You shine the light down over her rib cage, and then that firm belly, suddenly wishing you just run your palm against it. You fix the light on her bush, then you scan down her legs, looking over the inside and outside of her thighs, her knees, her shins and calves, and then to her slender delicate feet and toes.
"Turn around," you command, and she does. Your light focuses immediately on a breathtaking sight. Perfectly rounded, toned, the musculature firm but the skin still supple and soft, curving out beyond what you'd previously noticed. "Bend over a little," you order. You see slight goose pimples raise on her flesh and she slowly leans forward, and the cheeks of her ass spread open, giving you a perfect view of her tightly puckered little starfish, and the slightly parting folds of her vulva. You know what you're doing is wrong, but the excitement is just too much, and your cock is hardening in your pants.
