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Subject: {ASSM} Another TxM6 Story g/b   oral sex in High School
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Date: Thu, 10 Mar 2005 03:10:03 -0500
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First Blow Job

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Elinore, your average and beautiful eighteen-year-old horny high school girl
kneels in the pig hole in the wall stall. She is more than beautiful, but
had not until recently believed the mirror. Now, she had confidence, and she
planned her first complete blowjob like a military campaign.

Location: It is where the custodian does it shit. He's gone for the day, or
is not there. Yesterday, Elinore flirted with him and stole his extra key
that hangs by his desk. 

The Dude: This boy, Jeremy, although a senior, is a bit off, but she likes
it this way. He is also cute, but not smart. He sort of has no place to
hang, and what will surprise her, amaze her, and she saw this the first
time: he had a huge cock. It was as large as the donkey cocks she had seen
in the magazine. Way more than the average of six inches. It was also thick
and that first time, last month, when he didn't come, and they had to stop,
she was amazed by how large, hard, and powerful his dick. 

Does she really believe he's a virgin too, and will not talk too much about
what happened? 

Knowing boys, Elinore smiles, she realizes that he will talk to somebody.
She wants kids to know about this as a rumor not a fact. She knows she
couldn't tell her goody-goody girlfriend. That would be fact not a rumor.

There, in this tiny room, Elinore wishes her thong were exposed. Pants
today. Another uniform. I am so wet. She thinks that easily knowing the heat
inside her cunt. I love my cunt. I even love the word she speaks to herself,
and knows, wishes she could scream it to the whole fucking school.

I wish I could wear a dress so he could finger me while I suck him, or at
least look at my ass. He looks scared. 

The stall in the HS men's room, especially after school, stinks of pee. That
adds to her thrill. She never has seen cock before except in photo porn
magazines. 

"Hot, are you?"

"No," he says. "I am about to come."

"Good. Stop rubbing it. It is hard and I want you to come in my mouth not on
my face. Do you get it?"

"Don't be so harsh."

"Why not, this is for sex nothing else. We are agreed. Right? This is
practice. Don't you want?"

"I want you to make me come bitch."

Saying that he grabs her hair, forcing her mouth on his cock, and making her
wish she had done it earlier, he chokes her until her spit runs out of her
mouth onto her open shirt.

She plays with the head for a moment, takes it into her mouth. When she rubs
her tongue over his pee hole he jumps back, fighting the urge. He is on the
edge. She can feel the pulse in the veins and she pulls it to the back of
her throat. 

She imagines she will choke when he comes. There will be no room. She will
have to swallow instantly, but leakage is good too, and she is nervous
despite her bravado. 

Elinore's knees are cold, and she shift back and forth as she sucks, and he
bites his hand, doing a good job holding back the come. Elinore wipes at her
pants sensing the pussy juice running down her leg. She touches her pussy
through the shorts. Her crotch is wet through the thong and pants. It feels
like she just peed.

"We will finish today. I don't give a fuck," she tells him. "God almighty
can come into the room. I don not care."

"I know," he barely speaks.

Elinore loves the way he tastes. She loves the power of her mouth to get him
off. She thinks about her virtual boy friend and how he has helped her want
reality, the actual. He tells her over thousands of miles that he wishes he
could watch, and is not jealous. He brings me so much, she thinks of the
salty backwater, almost like pee of the boy, and then there is the hard
energy of his cock, and it pushes against her throat. It is like giving two
men blowjobs at once. Her mind fucks twice.

"Please, he says don't stop."

She remembers something John had told her on the phone. Squeeze his balls.
He will come harder and faster. 

She does, and in that instant he blasts in her throat. It surprises her how
powerful the thrust. He holds her head in place. She wasn't trying to pull
away, and suddenly Elinore reaches between her legs touches her clit through
her pants, and after a minute, as he goes soft, as she swallows it. He tries
to push her away. Men find it hard to be sucked after they come. She
insists. Holds him there, and finally with a great brush of her pussy, she
comes. Hard. It starts deep in her uterus, down her thighs to her feet and
back again. It is an explosion. She humps his face with every spasm. He is
scared, but he knows he cannot stop her, and when she finally sags against
him, two dudes, friends of her recent blowjob addict, are pushing into the
stall.

Elinore wipes her mouth clean.

"You're next. I am addicted to cock."

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