PART III:
Chapter I
As planned, Gerry and his mom had gone shopping leaving Geraldine home alone, in fact when I entered the house I found her standing in front of her bedroom full length mirrored closet door. She was dressed in her white school blouse and plaid skirt fingering her hair.
Geraldine never even knew I was there until I was actually standing directly behind her and looking over her shoulder into the mirror. As we locked eyes I said, "hello beautiful, how's my princess doing and what in hell are you doing in school clothes on Saturday?"
"Ooh I was checking out this new skirt and blouse that mom got for me the other day. I wanted try them on because I am going to wear them to school next week"
"Well I'll tell you, all the boys will be drooling went they see this sexy little thing standing before me," I said as I spun her completely around and around like a model.
"Boy I wish you knew who you were talking about because the only thing you got right is that I'm little."
"Are you kidding? Look in the mirror honey, mirrors never lie, look at that gorgeous face that hot little body, and if you'll pardon the expression, those pert little tits."
"Huh, that's part of the problem, like you said if you'll pardon the expression, boys like girls with great big ones."
Geraldine's eyes almost popped out of her head then gasped loudly as my hands reached around her body and gasped her breasts. As I did that I whispered into her ear, "Princess they feel awesome, boy would I love to see them someday.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better. After seeing my mom's, mine are so small you'd just laugh if I ever showed them to you," she said as she grasped my wrists.
"My dear little Geraldine you are so right about little boys. Yes childish little boys all love big tits more than anything. But Princess you have to remember that I'm not one of those babies; I'm a man, a man that appreciates beauty not size or volume."
Then I made my first move, "Go ahead Princess, don't be afraid its only you and me give an old man a break make me happy, go ahead unbutton your blouse."
"Go ahead show me your sexy tits no one will ever know but us. Go ahead you sexy thing show me; let me help you feel better about yourself."
I could see her struggling with her genetic submissiveness, but my tenderly spoken words were causing that submissiveness to began to rear its ugly head. It took little more persuasion, a few more suggestions and sweet compliments before she fell under the power of suggestion as she began almost mechanically open her blouse.
As each additional button was undone Geraldine would look back up and stared into my eyes through the mirror. Obviously she was looking for approval, I provided it to her with my smiles and nods. Her eyes were still frozen on mine while she was mentally suspended in a almost puppet like trance. Geraldine continued unbuttoning her blouse until it finally slid freely down her slender unmoving arms letting it fall at her feet on the floor.
Trying to keep the pace slow while trying to avoid frightening her, I tried to keep things moving forcefully ahead. Hoping to show her how natural things were I matter-of-factly picked up her blouse, reached into the closet and put it back on the hanger. Quickly returning to my position behind her I leaned over and rained tender little kisses all over her bare shoulders and neck as I rapidly unhooked her bra and tossed it onto her bed.
Almost simultaneously as her bra flew toward the bed I reached around her, locked her arms at her sides with my biceps and began massaging her breasts and nipples causing them to stand up rock solid, "are these the things you call too small are they princess?"
Geraldine blushed as she stood naked from the waist up and nodded a yes to my question.
"You know you should never just nod at me, in fact I find it quite rude. So from here on when out we are together like this, just like your mom and brother, you will address me as sir. And don't mumble, speak up, let's try it again, okay?
"Yes sir."
"Are these the things you call too small for boys to like, is that right princess?"
"Yes sir."
"Do you know that these are little pieces sculpture? Sculptures in the flesh, flesh that can make big strong men weep from desire. Look in the mirror Princess and you'll see a pretty little girl turning into a beautiful sexy woman. "So I want you to act like a woman starting right now. Geraldine be a woman, drop your hands to your waist and undo that little girl skirt, I want to see the rest of you, I want to see all of this beautiful woman.
Geraldine stood frozen with indecision and stared at me through the mirror in fear.
It was much to late for me to even consider turning back; it was time to take control, to act with authority, " GERALDINE, DID YOU HEAR ME? I told you to do something, DO IT NOW! OR YOU WILL BE SEVERLY PUNISHED"
An uneasy groan came from deep in her belly as she nervously attacked the buttons hooks and zipper until finally, her skirt fell in a heap on the floor. As she stepped free of it her real submissive side reared its ugly head. Without any urging on my part, Geraldine bent over, picked up the skirt handing it to me assuming I wanted it just like I had the blouse.
I took the skirt folding it neatly then laid it over my forearm and pointed at her panties extending my opened palm. There was momentary hesitation on her part, as her eyes grew wide and her lower lip trembled as if she was about to cry. My eyes remained firm, cold and insistent as I once again extended my palm and bellowed " DO IT NOW PRINCESS." Her silky white schoolgirl panties were in my palm in mere seconds.
I walked over and laid the skirt on the bed, and then with a lot of ceremony I brought the gusset of her panties to my nose deeply inhaling her essence before taking a tentative taste. My actions elicited an audible gasp from her lips as she sucked in a large breath and held it in her lungs. My gestures having apparently shocked her, I decided to add to the drama. So before putting my private souvenir in my shirt pocket like a jacket handkerchief, I gave the gusset another even more pronounced sniff followed by an even more exaggerated long slow lick over the gusset, "MM tasty," I said chuckling to myself, as she gasped again finally releasing the glup of air she had sucked in.
I moved behind her again pulled her hands back to her sides once again locking her arms in place as I began a well-orchestrated assault on her tender inexperienced nipples. Geraldine remained totally submissive, frozen in place and staring at me in the mirror.
Poor Geraldine never even knew what was happening to her virginal teen body as she became hotter than the proverbial stolen car. Her mind was reacting to so many strange new sensations as one of my hands fell to her pubic mound and a finger found her clit. Her mind ran rampant not understanding the wild reactions of her own nervous system.
She was so lost within herself that she was having trouble staying upright. One finger had her clit racing toward and orgasm and my other hand pulled and twisted her now inch long nipples. She was totally under my control It was my turn to feel pleasure and become weak kneed.
I spun Geraldine around to face me and like her brother before her she was pushed to her knees. Once in her subserviant pose on her knees Geraldine found herself nose to nose with the bulge of my cock seeking its freedom from its material confinement.
Without a word spoken I brought her little fingers to my belt buckle and when she looked up at me I smiled and nodded a dramatic an overemphasized yes as her fingers began their task. Geraldine showed her inexperience and nervousness as she struggled but was finally successful undoing my trousers. Again our eyes met and I directed hers to my jockeys and although obviously nervous she was also equally curious about what might lay ahead.
Geraldine was Tentative at first but then she just followed what had to be her natural instinct and innate submissiveness. Almost immediately she began to remove my underwear without the slightest protest. I had to repress a laugh when she jumped in shock as my cock sprang free from its cotton confinement smacking gently into her face as it sprung free.