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I was startled awake by the feeling of something pouncing on my bed. Cracking open my eyes as I groggily came around, I saw Stacey bouncing up and down like a little girl trying to wake her parents on Christmas morning.

"Daaaaaan, it's time to wake uuuuuuuup!" she whispered in my ear. Smiling mischievously, she straddled my legs and flipped up the covers. Poking her head beneath the sheets, she popped right back out and made a playful pouty face. "Awww, you really aren't up yet, are you? Let's see if we can fix that!"

I was finally fully awake and aware of what was happening. Stacey was sitting happily on top of me, having pulled back the sheets to expose my boxers. She was still wearing her pink panties, but she'd taken off her t-shirt; in its place she only had on a lacy pink bra. Similar to her panties, it wasn't see-through; nonetheless, she looked amazing in it, especially when she put her hands on my chest and leaned down to me. Her cleavage was simply awe-inspiring, and her just-out-of-bed tussled blonde hair was absolutely adorable. She even smelled fresh and warm, somehow reminding me of freshly baked cinnamon rolls.

"So what are we going to do with you today?" she smiled sweetly, sliding forward to where she was sitting directly on my soft cock. "By the way, good morning, baby," she breathed, giving me a tender kiss on the lips.

She'd never done that before!

"Good morning to you too, Cinnamon Girl," I said sleepily, arching my back as I stretched and yawned.

"Mmmm, I like your morning wake-up stretches!" she grinned, feeling my hardening cock pushing against her panties. "But what's this about 'Cinnamon Girl'? You've never called me that before."

"You've also never climbed on top of me in your panties and bra before, smelling like a freshly baked cinnamon roll."

"I smell like a cinnamon roll?" she asked, gathering her hair and bringing it to her nose. She sniffed her shoulders and arms, then ran her hands all over her body before bringing them to her nose. "I guess I do smell kind of cinnamony, huh? I've never noticed that before. I wonder what it is?"

"Maybe your perfume?" I offered.

"I haven't put any on yet. Besides, you've smelled my perfume. It's not cinnamony."

While sniffing up and down her arms again, she pressed her panties-covered pussy in small but insistent circles on my growing cock.

"I think he's finally waking up!" she giggled, giving me a huge grin.

She slid down to check her handiwork; as I lay flat on my back in a pair of loose boxers, she could clearly see the bulge of my cock. While staring at my partial erection, she wore a bright smile. "God, baby, it looks so good, it makes my mouth water. It really does. Don't guys normally wake up every morning like this, though? You know, with a huge hard-on?"

Reaching down to cover it with my forearm, I pressed it flat against my thigh, only to have her gently pull my arm away. "Baby, no, don't hide it from me. Let me see," she said quietly. Smiling, she stared admiringly at it for a few moments before reaching out to caress it. As she held me in her hand, her pretty smile grew into a soft, warm grin. "I love it, you know. I love your cock, especially when it gets hard. It makes me happy to see you like this, so please don't hide it from me, okay?"

I knew I must have been blushing like crazy, but I nodded anyway, and her smile grew even brighter. "Thank you. You'll see; it'll be more fun if you let me see you, just like I'll let you see me. You get to show off this big cock to me as much as you want, and I'll love it every time. Now are you hard because of me, or is this just your usual morning hard-on?"

"Stacey, it's you. C'mon, you felt it. I wasn't hard when you first jumped on top of me. I haven't gotten even a morning hard-on in over a year. Last night was the first time I came pretty close to having a full erection of any kind."

"Well, it looked pretty hard to me last night, and it sure looks hard now." Petting it, she grinned. "It feels hard, too. This definitely feels like a big, hard cock. This counts as an erection, doesn't it?"

"It's getting there, but it's not all the way there yet."

"Would this help to get it all the way there?" she cooed, slowly sliding her bra straps down each shoulder. Staring at me the whole time, she sexily darted her tongue between her teeth. When her straps were loose, she gently pulled each slender arm through the loops, leaving her shoulders and upper chest completely bare. Smiling seductively, she reached up and lightly caressed the newly exposed skin of her breasts.

Her nipples were still covered, yet I was seeing more of her gorgeous mounds than I had ever seen before. She began to get goose bumps all up and down her arms, then on her breasts too, which made them look even more beautiful.

After spinning in my lap to face my feet, she arched her back, and her shimmering blonde hair floated down to her pink panties. Lowering her ass onto my cock, she used her strong thighs and tight bottom to give me a firm squeeze. "Mmmm, you feel hard between my legs. You really love my ass, don't you? Are you fully hard for me yet?"

She leaned back on her hands until her silky hair kissed my chest, and all I could do was grunt. Though I couldn't see her face, I could hear the sexy smile in her voice as she said, "I want your big, thick cock to get rock hard for me. Please, baby, let me feel it pressing into me."

Sitting back up, she slid her hands inside her panties to squeeze her ass. She spread herself open, then slipped her panties halfway down her spectacular bottom.

I could see goose bumps on her golden curves, and her little moan was devastating.

Leaning forward until she lay flat on top of me, she slid her panties-covered pussy up and down the length of my cock. Then, while lifting her hips as she pushed back up my body, she used two hands to spread herself; hovering her half-uncovered ass over my stomach, she sexily wagged her tempting tail in my face. With a hot moan she lowered her mouthwatering bottom and slid down towards my feet; dragging her pussy over my arching bulge, she paused to grind her moist mound back and forth on my flared crown.

The crests of her ass and hips were absolutely incredible, and the split dividing her tanned cheeks was achingly beautiful. Stacey's ass was truly flawless. There was even a growing wet spot in her panties that became more prominent every time she pressed the thin cotton to her pussy by sliding her body up towards my stomach.

Perched atop my cock, she pushed herself up into a fully erect sitting position before reaching back to unclasp her bra. With her arms folded in front to hold her loosely hanging bra to her breasts, she looked over her shoulder. "Better?" she smiled. Grinding her pussy with a sensual dancing of her hips, she grinned, "Do you get even bigger and harder than this?" Adding a little squeeze with her ass, she moaned, "Mmmm, because you feel really big and hard now."

"Just a little bigger," I panted.

"Mmmm, there's even more of your cock for me to look forward to? I can't wait," she grinned. Tossing her bra to the floor, she arched her back again; pressing her pussy down hard, she began a steady rocking motion with her hips. Her naked back looked so perfectly sleek and sexy with her long shining hair spilling down to tickle my stomach, and the sight of her bare breasts swaying atop her ribs was making my mouth water.

Giving me a delicious final grind, she put her forearm over her breasts and climbed off. Turning to face me, she grinned, "Touch yourself, baby. I want to see you hold it and stroke it for me."

Though it was still covered by my boxers, I lifted my cock and squeezed it below the head.

'What a surreal moment, ' I thought. 'Here I am, holding out my dick for Stacey's inspection. Stacey, of all people! She's just standing there, with only her arm covering her gorgeous naked tits. She has nothing on but a sexy smile and tiny panties that are barely covering anything anymore.'

I could scarcely believe any of it.

Smiling happily, she exclaimed, "I think we're making definite progress!"

I waggled my cock at her, and she did the cutest little giggle as she jumped up and down, clapping excitedly.

God, she was gorgeous.

Beaming like a beautiful child opening her birthday presents, she said, "See, I told you! Isn't this fun?"

I laughed, "I'm certainly not going to complain about having you as my alarm clock!" Waggling my erection at her again, I grinned, "And as you can see, I definitely approve of your morning attire."

"I'm so glad," she said, reaching down to retrieve her bra while still covering herself with her forearm.

Because of the show she was putting on by going topless for me, I was actually somewhat able to overlook the fact that she was only wearing panties in front of me, which I found thoroughly amazing.

"Okay, sweetie, you're good and awake now, so I'm gonna go hop in the shower and get dressed," she said, still beaming brightly.

"Get dressed? Awww, do you have to?" I asked, pouting for her.

"Yes, silly, I do! I have big plans for you today!"

Never lowering her arm, she draped her bra over my head, smiling as she turned to leave. When she was at the foot of the bed she paused to tug her panties down below her ass, though only on one side, which somehow made it even sexier. Grinning over her shoulder, she swished her hips like a stripper before darting out of the room with another of her adorable little giggles.

Her bra was still draped comically around my head, and my cock was throbbing.

I noticed the subtle scent of cinnamon.

Once I heard the shower start, I got up and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Come on in!" she said.

She was singing in the shower, and the whole bathroom smelled like steamy flowers as I took my morning piss.

After finishing my business, I headed to the kitchen to make myself a bagel. I heard the shower shut off, then Stacey called out, "Dan, could you c'mere for a second?"

Returning to the bathroom, I found her standing at the sink wearing a bath towel ... a very short bath towel. Though she was holding it together in the front, the tops of her breasts were still showing. In the back it just covered her bottom, at least until she leaned forward to brush her teeth. The towel rode up then, exposing the lower third of her bare ass.

With her golden tan and luscious curves, her ass was like succulent fruit.

Continuing to brush her teeth, she took a few palmfuls of water to rinse her mouth before leaning down to spit out the toothpaste. With each rinse and spit she pressed her ass against me, until I began to rise in my boxers.

Looking in the mirror, she gave me a happy smile. With her towel tied in a loose knot between her breasts, she leaned forward to set her hands on the sink. Pressing her ass against me again, she closed her eyes for a moment before opening them to stare at me.

"Up or down?" she finally asked.

"Huh?"

I had no idea what she was asking me.

"Put your hands on me, like this..." She took my hands and placed them on her hips. "Now, press into me."

Squeezing her hips, I pushed forward.

"Mmmm, nice. Okay, up or down?" she asked again. "My hair? Should I wear it up or down today?"

"Where are you going? You don't have to work this weekend, so what's the plan?"

"Where are we going, you mean. Didn't I tell you? I'm kidnapping you today."

"Okay then, Miss Kidnapper, where are we going?"

"I was thinking of taking us clothes shopping. I want to get you something nice to wear for me around the house that will show you off even more than your usual shorts do, and I thought you might also enjoy picking out some sexy panties and things for me to wear for you. Does that sound like a fun Saturday?"

Grinning, I nodded at her in the mirror.

Never taking her eyes off me, she shifted her hips. "You know what? I can't feel you the way I want to, not with this thick towel in the way. Let me feel you holding me. Go ahead, put your hands on my hips beneath the towel."

I slid my hands up her thighs, onto her bare hips; in doing so I managed to raise the back of her towel to where I could see her naked bottom.

"Yes, Dan, just like that." She leaned forward onto her forearms and pushed her bare ass against the front of my boxers, catching my hardening cock in the length of her warm divide. "Mmmm, I think you approve of this outfit even more than my last one," she smiled. "You're getting hard for me right away now."

Bent at the waist, her head resting sideways on her folded arms, she purred, "Press into me like you're fucking me, and could you rub some lotion on my shoulders? The bottle is right there ... the yellow one."

While pushing into her naked bottom, I leaned over her shoulder to grab the bottle.

Spreading her legs, she arched her back and pressed her bare ass firmly against me. "Lower..." she said, raising her hips. When I pressed again, she stood on her tiptoes, forcing my cock lower still. "Lower, baby..." she whispered, reaching back with one hand to pull my hip down and forward. "Put your cock between my legs, like you're going to slide it inside me, then rub the lotion into my shoulders."

Backing away, I took a glance down.

Though my cock wasn't fully hard, it was definitely jutting forward, sticking straight out in my boxers. With her towel bunched up on her lower back, her smooth, golden ass was completely exposed.

My god ... for the first time in my life, I was seeing Stacey's naked pussy. I stood frozen in place, spellbound by her glistening perfection.

Turning her head, she noticed that I was openly staring at her ass, her pussy, and my protruding erection. "God, you look so damn good when you're hard, you know that? I love the way your cock sticks out so far," she said, giving me a smoky leer. "Baby, if you want to take it out, I won't mind. Mmmm, just slip it between my legs. Let me feel it touching my ass ... mmmm-hmmm ... pushing into my hot pussy."

I stepped forward, and she raised her ass before lowering it to trap my cockhead between her thighs, the top of my crown pressing against her bare pussy lips. I couldn't see any of it, but I could sure feel it.

So could she, apparently. "Yes, that's it, I can feel you against my lips. You feel hard, baby, really hard, even through your boxers. Rub me now."

Leaning into her, I began spreading the lotion over her soft, smooth shoulders and upper back.

"Mmmm," she said as I rubbed her, and really we were rubbing each other; while I was stroking her upper body with my hands, she was using her ass and pussy to caress my cock. As I applied the lotion to her shoulders, I was actually sawing back and forth, almost in a fucking motion. My hands kept bumping into her towel, until finally I slid beneath it to smooth the lotion over the center of her back.

She lifted her chest from the sink, and her towel noticeably loosened.

With the towel bunched up at her lower back, my hands slid easily over her body. Peeking down, I noticed that her towel had opened all the way, leaving her bare breasts pressing against the sink top. Her lower back and stomach were still covered, otherwise she was completely naked.

"That feels so good," she purred, writhing beneath my hands; she was trying to make me rub wherever she arched her back. "Is this your favorite outfit so far? I can't tell if you're as hard now as you were before."

I sawed more conspicuously into her.

"If only you weren't wearing those silly boxers, then I'd be able to tell for sure," she grinned, moving her pussy up and down my shaft. "I wish I could feel your bare cock touching me ... pressing into me ... sliding deep inside my pussy. Wouldn't that feel sooooo good? Mmmm, but I know we can't do that."

As she lifted herself onto her elbows, I looked into the reflection of the mirror. Her bare breasts were visible; I could also see them from the sides, yet my view stopped just shy of her nipples.

Smiling sweetly, she cupped her hands over her breasts. "By the way, you still haven't answered my question. That's why I called you in here, remember? Do you want me to wear my hair up or down today?"

"Down. Always down, or in a ponytail. Never take your hair away from me by wearing it up. I want to be able to see it moving."

"Moving? Like this?" she giggled, swinging her hair back and forth over my hands. "Does my long hair turn you on?"

"Stacey, your hair is always amazing, but it's even more incredibly sexy against your beautiful back."

She gave me a gorgeous smile. "You've really been studying me a lot lately, haven't you?"

"I really didn't mean to. It just started happening one day, and the next thing I knew I was constantly noticing you ... all of you."

"Baby, I want you to notice my body, so don't apologize. I want you to become as hard as a rock every time you see me. I love this new you, Dan. I love how I can always feel your eyes on me now, checking me out. God, it turns me on, and I'm doing the same thing too, you know. All those times you've hung around here wearing nothing but your little shorts, don't think I haven't noticed. I love seeing your bare chest, and I especially love the way your cock makes such a perfect bulge in your shorts. Sometimes my mouth literally waters when I see it, like when we were in your bedroom a few minutes ago. I'm telling you, I enjoy looking at your body every bit as much as you like to look at mine."

As she was smiling at me in the mirror, I noticed my cock had partly worked its way through the fly of my boxers. I felt moist heat directly on the top of my shaft, and suddenly she noticed it too. "Mmmm, yes, that's it..." she purred, clenching her pussy lips around me while sliding back and forth along my length. "God, baby, I want you inside me," she moaned, coating me with her juices.

When my bare shaft suddenly popped straight up, slipping between her ass cheeks, she cried out in celebration. "Yes! I can feel it! Baby, you did it! You're totally hard!"

Yes, I really was. Finally, for the first time in far too long, I was fully erect. While part of me was deeply thrilled, another part of me was in a panic. Mainly, though, I just felt ... relief. I knew it made no sense, yet my overriding emotion wasn't so much one of lust but rather a grateful feeling that there was real hope for me again.

Hugging her from behind, I said, "You did it, Stacey. It's all you. Thank you, angel."

Again holding her towel together with one hand, she turned to face me. Though I'd stuffed myself back inside my boxers, she giggled at the obscene pup tent I was still making. Beaming, she draped her arm around my neck while burying her face in my chest. As I hugged her close and kissed the top of her head, I felt her warm tears on my skin.

"It's coming, baby ... it's coming. You're going to be fine, I just know it," she said, smiling warmly while wiggling her hips against me.

For a few perfect moments we simply held each other, until finally she grinned, "Okay, I'm going to go get dressed now. We'll have fun today, you'll see." Then she turned and walked out of the bathroom.

The second she was gone, I closed the door and pulled my boxers off; still erect, I climbed into the shower and immediately began to masturbate.

More than anything, I wanted to cum. Damn it, I just wanted to cum again.

Nothing. My cock began to flag, and without Stacey there to keep me excited I soon went soft again.

As I stood dejected beneath the warm spray, I thought, 'Still, it's progress. Try to be positive.'

Driving along in Stacey's convertible, I was once again struck by her sweet beauty. With her flowing golden blonde hair complementing the bright shine of her perfect white teeth and full, pink lips, she was simply radiant. When she caught me glancing at her toned, tanned legs stretching out from beneath her yellow sundress, she teasingly pulled up the hem and slid a scarlet fingernail between her sexy thighs.

"Enjoying the view?" she smiled.

"You're just gorgeous, Stacey ... absolutely gorgeous," I said, nearly in awe.

"You're not too shabby yourself there, baby, with that hot body and big, bulging cock," she smiled, squeezing my hand. She was really laying it on thick, and she laughed over how slutty she knew she sounded. She always laughed, which was just one of the countless things I was discovering I loved about her.

Something had changed, though, and it was me. I realized I was beginning to lose my usual reticence. I was becoming comfortable with telling her how I felt, and I was no longer ashamed to talk with her about my sexual problems.

I also realized that when I was with her I was genuinely happy, and I couldn't recall the last time I'd felt real happiness.

"So," she smiled, "we're not finished with you, not by a long shot, but are you at least having some fun now? Are you enjoying your new toy?"

"You mean you, or getting hard-ons again?" I asked, laughing with her.

"I meant your hard cock, silly, since that's what started all this. But sure, since you brought it up, are you enjoying playing with me too?"

"Yes, to both. Truth be told, I'm having way more fun with you than I am with my other new toy."

I had decided to let it all out.

"See, Stacey, my other new toy still isn't working right."

"Oh, c'mon!" she exclaimed. "I felt it, clear as day! I still haven't seen it, not naked anyway, but I definitely felt it, and it was as hard as a rock! Plus you showed it to me in your boxers. It was definitely hard, Dan. It was long, hard, and absolutely gorgeous."

"Stacey, I still can't cum."

That one stopped her in her tracks. She just stared at me.

"I tried, Stacey, two more times. I took a shot at it last night after you went back to your room, and I tried again this morning in the shower. I thought it would be a sure thing this morning, since you'd just turned me on so much. For a few moments there, you had me completely hard."

"You were definitely hard. I could feel it," she giggled. "I just wish I could have seen it, too, along with the look on your face as you were experiencing your first full erection again. I didn't get to see it, but it felt awesome against me. You have no idea how badly I wanted you to put it inside me."

"I'm glad I didn't."

"Why? Because we're 'just friends'?" she grumbled, dripping bitter sarcasm.

"Well, yes, that's part of it. I don't want to lose my best friend, even if she is no longer the tomboy she used to be," I said, gently teasing her.

"Yeah, I would hope by now that you finally see me as being more than just 'one of the guys, '" she said, grinning mischievously.

"You know I do, Stace, but I also like the idea of moving slowly with this, like you said."

She sighed. "Baby, I'm trying to keep it slow. I really am. Listen to me, because I mean this in the very best way: If it was anyone but you, I would have fucked you this morning for sure when I was lying on top of you with my panties halfway down my ass. I wanted you to see me ... all of me. I wanted you to pull my panties off, and I was dying for you to bury your tongue and especially your cock inside me. God, I wanted it so badly. I didn't do it, though, and I didn't do it in the bathroom either, where I wanted you even more. Because it's you, I'm trying to be good."

"I appreciate that, Stace. I really do appreciate everything you've done."

Ignoring me, she continued, "So what's the other reason you're glad you didn't put it inside me?"

"It's what I'm trying to tell you, Stacey. I'm still not all the way there. I can't cum! When I have sex again, I want to be able to cum! I want to get hard and do it whenever I want, just like I used to. Fuck, I want to be able to masturbate again! Do you know what it's like to not even be able to masturbate? And yeah, if we ever do have sex, I want to be able to explode inside you. I want to fill you with cum, and not just once in a blue moon."

"Baby, it's not 'if' we have sex, it's only a matter of when. Don't think for one minute that I'm letting you off the hook with just a great hard-on. I blew it with you when we were younger, but I'm not going to blow it this time. After spending nearly our whole lives together, we found each other again for a reason. Believe me, you're going to fuck me until I scream, and I'm going to fuck you like crazy. I'm going to make love to you with everything I have. We have so much catching up to do, and I'm not the least bit worried about your cock or its ability to perform. Don't you worry either, because very soon here you're going to be inside me every single day, filling my happy pussy and hungry mouth with gallons and gallons of cum."

Her expression became more serious, then she put her hand to my cheek, caressing me with the backs of her fingertips. Her eyes had again filled with tears. "I promise you that, on my heart. Baby, this is my life's mission now, to make you whole again, and to make amends for the mistake I made in letting you get away from me before. Don't you understand yet, Dan? This isn't just a game. I love you, and I've always loved you. Now that fate has given us a second chance, I'm going to make you want me forever ... the same way I want you forever."

As we stared into each other's eyes, I took her hand and kissed it. "Stacey, I love you too. Every day I realize more and more that I have completely fallen in love with you. I've always loved you, and I'm certain you've always known it. We were just too young, that's all. It wasn't our time yet to be together. You're a miracle, and even though I couldn't see it back then, you've always been perfect. Maybe it is fate, the two of us coming together now like this, but I just want to be whole again before I try to be with you. I need to know that I'm able to give you everything you deserve, and right now I still can't."

"You will, baby, you will. Just be patient; there's no hurry. I'm not going anywhere, and there is no deadline here. Whether it's today, tomorrow or whenever, it'll come when it's meant to come, but I promise you, it will come ... and when it does, so will I," she added with a sly smile, a cool fire burning in her beautiful deep blue eyes.

When we got to the mall, the first place she led me to was a lingerie store.

"Those shorts and boxers of yours have to go," she grinned. "I want something that displays you much more nicely ... something silky to the touch."

She went to a saleswoman and quietly spoke to her as she gestured back at me. Smiling, the saleswoman waved me over.

"I think I have just the thing for you. Here..." she said, leading us to a display table, where she handed me a pair of silk shorts. "Go try these on for her."

She pointed out the changing rooms, and I headed into one of their little booths. I took off my shoes, pants and underwear, leaving my shirt and socks on as I slipped on the new shorts.

Stacey knocked lightly on the door. "May I come in?"

Once she came inside, she took one look at me and laughed, "Oh no, that definitely won't do! Silly boy, lose the shirt and socks, then come outside and let me see you!"

After she'd stepped back outside, I stripped off everything but the shorts. "Ready?" I called over the door.

"Ready and waiting," she called back, the grin obvious in her voice.

When I opened the door, there she was, standing with the saleswoman. I hadn't counted on that!

"Come, stand in front of the mirror," Stacy said. "Let us look at you."

Standing behind me with the saleswoman at her side, she positioned me before the mirror. After looking me over, she asked the saleswoman, "Do you have any smaller ones, maybe with an opening in the front?"

"I sure do. I'll be right back," she said cheerfully.

When she took off, Stacey put her hands on my hips and whispered in my ear, "Don't look now, but I think she likes you! Did you notice the way she was checking you out?"

"You're imagining things," I chuckled.

"We'll see," she grinned.

The saleswoman, Veronica, according to her name tag, came back with a pair of light blue shorts.

"Perhaps these might be more what you have in mind," she smiled to Stacey, handing her the shorts.

Stacey held them up to the light. They were certainly quite a bit smaller than the first pair, and they had a large opening in the front that closed with a single snap in the fly. They were also semi-transparent, which Stacey was discovering to her great glee by moving her hand around inside the material.

"These just might do the trick. Go," she said, handing them to me.

I went into the changing room and swapped the one pair for the other. "Ready?" I asked again.

"She went to go check on something," came Veronica's voice.

Stacey called from across the store, "Come on out. I'll be right there."

Exiting the dressing room, I stood beside a smiling Veronica in front of the mirror as Stacey returned to inspect me in the smaller shorts. "Turn around and face us," she grinned.