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I pushed open the door and stepped into my girlfriend’s room. My eyes were immediately drawn to the bed, where a set of sexy lingerie lay neatly—bra, panties, and a few delicate accessories resting silently, as if they were calling out to me. My heartbeat quickened. Just as I was about to turn around and ask her what this was about, I heard her low voice behind me.

“Stand still, and don’t turn around,” she said, her tone soft and mysterious, but with an irresistible command. “Do you see the clothes on the bed?” She paused for a moment, as if savoring my reaction. “The game starts with those.”

I could feel her presence behind me, the warmth of her breath brushing against the back of my neck. “Pick them up. Every time you cum, I’ll put on one piece,” she continued, her voice dipping into a seductive whisper.

“You’re not allowed to turn around until I’m wearing the last piece. Understand?” Her tone was like silk, smooth and teasing, coiling tightly around my senses.

Before I could respond, I felt a sudden warmth pressing against my back. Her body leaned closer, and my breath hitched as I realized what it was—her soft, full breasts gently but firmly pressing into me. My pulse quickened as my senses were flooded by the realization: she must be completely naked. The smoothness of her skin against my shirt left no doubt, and the thought sent a jolt of electricity through my body.

Her hands slid gently onto my waist, her touch firm yet deliberate. “Oh, and one more thing…” Her fingers started to move, brushing lower as her voice softened into something almost hypnotic. “I’ll be standing right behind you, using my hands to help you play this game.”

The weight of her words, combined with the warmth of her body, hit me like a jolt, igniting every nerve. “Now, let’s begin. Show me how fast you can go, and…” She leaned in close, her lips so near they might as well have touched my ear, “…how long you can last.”