Yuni: The Exhibitionist

Yuni is adorable. Perfect combination of cute and sexy. She is slight and petite with voluptuous curves. Her mom is Japanese and her dad was Brazilian. I don’t know much about him because he died before I met him but I know he was a bad man. He loved Yuni and his wife, and would never lay a finger on them, but something in his past caught up to him. Anyway it left Yuni with some serious daddy issues. She loved male attention and I must have been one of her favorite targets. She was pretty tame around Emily, but as soon as we were alone she would find ways to touch me or flirt and show me her body.

It all came to a head at Emily’s birthday party. I told Em I’d stay in my room and even agreed to turn a blind eye to the drinking and soft drugs. She just wanted a few friends and didn’t want it to get out of hand so it would be a smart idea for me to be on the premises. Most of the guests wouldn’t even know I was there. Yuni, along with a few others were the kind of “inner circle” and had come by in the afternoon to start getting ready. I was pretty serious about leaving them alone for the night so I was literally packing up a cooler when Yuni snuck up behind me in the kitchen.

“Ahem,” she cleared her throat to get my attention. My God even the noises she made were adorable. I turned around to see her in a slinky black dress. Maybe a little over the top for a house party, but not by much. She was holding the front up covering her B cup breasts. B is just a guess since I don’t think she owned a bra. Standing there in her bare feet made me realize just how tiny she is.

“Oh, hi Yuni. Don’t mind me I’ll be out of here in a bit. Be safe tonight!” I tried to keep my eyes off of her but they just wanted to roam all over her little body. Her skin looked so soft and the brightest most vibrant tone of caramel. Her shoulders and arms were slender and bare. Her whole body was tone even her neck and clavicle were sexy. The black dress was like a censor blocking my view from the private areas of a completely naked girl.

“Actually… I need you” she purred the words out in a very suggestive tone. Her almond shaped eyes locked with mine as she slowly stepped toward me. My heart skipped as I had no idea what she would do next. She was in complete control of the situation as I just froze. She looked so delicate and yet so powerful at the same time. Her eyes pierced through me as she imposed her will stepping ever closer and then turning around.

She pressed her body against mine and gently wiggled her plump Brazilian ass. I looked down at her, and smelled her soft skin. Up close it looked even more perfect and smooth. Not a mark or a blemish or even a hair on her. Her shoulders and back were bare. The dress showed a little side boob, and her hand was slipping down to reveal more of her cleavage.

She looked up at me and with a slight giggle and a pout she asked again. “Could you help me please?.. I need you now.” All the while I was trying to avoid starting at her tits, but finally I noticed the halter top strings hanging between her breasts right where her hand was holding it up. Her powerful eyes beamed at me to do as I was told so finally I snapped out of my trance.

“Oh, right, uhm sure.” I stammered over my words as I reached up around her. Just as I went in to grab the strings she dropped her hand with the dress and pressed her tits into my arm. For a moment I was in heaven. They were so firm and soft and her stiff nipples rubbed against my palm. It only lasted a moment though. She feigned a look of shock and shouted “NO!”

I was in shock. Did I cross a line? No, she did that on purpose! I pulled my hand away and stammered that I was sorry. She stepped away and turned to face me giving me a stern look as though I was a disobedient dog about to get put in the crate. Maybe I deserved it. What was wrong with me? Did I just grope an innocent girl who asked for my help? Maybe I am just a horny dog, walking around with my dick out. Maybe I should be in a cage.

She glared at me in silence for what seemed like forever. She was so delicate and yet so powerful. In that moment I would do anything she said. On the inside I was whimpering, just like the dog she treated me as, begging for her instruction to be a good boy. Her slinky black dress now dangled on her wide hips leaving her completely nude from the waist up. Her arm still covered her breasts, pressing them together.

Finally she spoke. “You do not get to touch me.” She said in a cold tone. I was frozen. I still couldn’t quite process what was happening. “You only get to look.” And with that she removed her hand exposing her beautiful breast to me. She slowly stepped toward me and got up on her tippy toes to whisper in my ear.

“If you want to watch then get out of sight when I come into your room tonight.” Her voice was soft and quiet and she breathed the words into my ear. She then leaned in even closer and pressed her plump lips to my ear. “I want you to watch me get pregnant.”

I was dumbstruck. Is she really going to have sex on my bed and let me watch? Before I could even process what was happening, she backed away and transformed back into the sweet girl I knew before. With a bit of a smirk she tied her own halter top strings behind her neck and did a cute little pose before fluttering away. “What the fuck just happened?” I thought to myself.

(To be continued)