Subject: My First Blowjob
Story Codes: mf oral first
Diary Date: July 16, 1999
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Less than two weeks had gone by since I let Steve fondle my boobs which
was further than I'd gone with any guy so far. So far though I'd never
touched a real cock yet, at least not with anything sexual in mind.
Looking back I regret having waited so long to get started but then how
could I have known at that age how much I'd love sucking cock?
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - Pointers From Mom
Chapter 2 - At the Movie Theater With Steve
Chapter 3 - Back Home With Mom
Chapter 1 - Pointers From Mom
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By the time I was fourteen and getting ready for high school a lot of
things were changing in my life. At the beginning of summer vacation I'd
spent a weekend camping with Sharon and few other girlfriends at her
family campsite. Sharon's sixteen year-old brother Steve tagged along,
much to the delight of us all including his younger sister. Me and my
friends wore nothing but skimpy bikinis the entire weekend which we hoped
would driving Steve crazy. Even his mom joined in the fun with a bikini
that made me wonder how stupid her ex-husband had been to leave her for
some air-head secretary. I'd like to think we were successful and that
the poor boy masturbated a dozen times before the weekend was over!
After that weekend I was thrilled and more than a little surprised when
Steve called and asked me out. He had a bit of a reputation for fooling
around with the older girls at school and for him to ask me out was
almost an honor considering how young and inexperienced I was. What
especially made me feel good was he always seemed to date girls with big
boobs, like my best friend Beth, so with my all but non-existent chest he
must've really liked me at the camp!
Steve took me to a 4th of July carnival and for most of the day was the
perfect gentleman to me which sort of surprised (and disappointed) me.
Based on what I'd heard about him from girls like Beth who had dated him
before I'd expected him to be groping me from the outset! By evening I
was beginning to wondered if anything was ever going to happen but while
we watched the fireworks he finally made his move and I felt the firm
touch of a teenage boy's hands exploring my boobs for the very first
time. Although I was probably as horny as he was if not more, I wouldn't
let him go any further that night. Instead, I promised him that he would
get to know all of me someday and I meant it when I said it, especially
the "all of me" part. My fears that he wouldn't ask me out because of my
refusal were for naught as he called to ask me out again! While I had no
doubt it was more because he wanted in my pants than my bubbly
personality but then, what difference did it really make WHY he asked me
out? What was important was that he did, several time in fact.
For the first few dates I only let him play with my boobs but from the
bulge in his pants I knew what he really wanted. Guys can't control that
sort of thing and it made me feel good that he was attracted to me
sexually. My dad would get hard when I sat on his lap, especially when
we were naked in the hot tub, but he was my dad after all so that didn't
count. My mom told me that all men react that way and so it wasn't
something he could control.
It wasn't that I didn't WANT Steve to touch me. In fact I was fingering
myself every night and often during the day as well dreaming about Steve,
especially that mysterious bulge in his pants. While I enjoyed being
with him, I also knew he would probably stop asking me out if I didn't
put out for him soon than later.
Finally one night while lying in bed after our last date, exhausted from
some heavy masturbating, I decided it was time. For a girl this is an
important decision. Letting a guy grope my boobs wasn't that big a deal
but to go any further represented a major step for me, especially knowing
that people would soon find out. I had little doubt sure Steve would
brag about it to his friends afterwards just as he did with the other
girls he dated.
Eventually I did what I always did when facing a major decision that I
couldn't decide about - I sought out the advice of my most trusted
advisor, my mom. Strange as that may sound to sound to some people you
need to understand that she was more than just a mom, she was also my
best friend. I knew I could count on her to always tell me the truth and
her confidentiality would've put a priest to shame. She'd also been my
sexual mentor growing up, not that we had sex or anything weird like
that, but rather that she taught me the things a girl needed to know.
My mom's first lesson was back when I was just eight years old after
she'd caught me watching my dad masturbating for the first time.
Realizing I was getting to the age where my natural curiosity was
arising, that night in the hot tub she had me stroke my dad's penis to
teach me how it worked. Consider it a sex-education class with a live
demonstration as there was nothing sexual about it, at least so far as I
was concerned. Of course I'm sure my dad had a different perspective but
at that age I didn't have a clue. My mom was there to keep him in check,
ensuring nothing got out of hand.
As I got older my mom taught me more about sex when it was appropriate.
When she noticed I was starting to explore myself she took me aside and
shared a few tips on masturbating. Mom even offered the services of her
rather impressive dildo collection but I rarely took her up on that one.
What I'm thankful to her most for is the attitude she taught me regarding
masturbation, teaching me that it was a natural thing which most everyone
did and nothing to be ashamed of or having to hide. It's not like I'd
put on a show for my parents but at the same time if I as horny I didn't
feel the necessity to leave the room and run off to take care of myself.
Besides, it wasn't like my parents seemed to even notice.
Given the close relationship I shared with my mom I couldn't wait to get
home the night when Steve first kissed and fondled me to tell her all
about it. I don't know who was more excited, me or her. Of course she
demanded I spill all the details! Thus when I came to her and announced
my decision about my intentions for my date that night with Steve, my mom
was excited for me but she also appeared a bit apprehensive as well.
"So... just how far do you intend to go with this boy?" my mom asked. It
was just a question, not an accusation or criticism.
"I don't really know for sure mom," I answered truthfully. "I was
actually thinking more about me doing something to him tonight."
"Ahhhhhh, so you're thinking about giving the boy a blowjob?" she asked,
raising her eyebrows. "Are you sure you're ready for that? I mean,
don't get me wrong but you still haven't even seen, let alone touched a
boy's cock yet you think you're ready to suck one? Again, don't get me
wrong Kelly, it's perfectly OK to blow your boyfriend and I know you'll
both enjoy it but I just don't want you to rush into this sort of thing
before you're ready."
"Well... I THINK I am," I replied, squirming as suddenly I was feeling a
bit defensive for some reason. We'd discussed sex and even oral sex many
times before but never in terms of me actually DOING it. I guess it
shouldn't have been a surprise that discussing me actually doing it would
be different than just an abstract conversation.
"You do understand that he'll undoubtedly tell all his friends," she
said. She paused for a moment to see my reaction and then continued,
"You'll have a reputation and every boy you date from now on will be
expecting you to suck his dick on the first date. Now granted there's
far worse reputations a girl can have but you need to consider carefully
as to whether this is really what you want people to think about you."
I shrugged my shoulders. What was the big deal after all? I knew a lot
of girls that gave BJs and people didn't say anything bad about them. If
anything they were the most popular girls, especially with the boys.
Besides, it wasn't like I was looking at having sex. It was just a BJ.
"Well, like I said I don't see any reason why you shouldn't. You're
fourteen after all so if anything I'm surprised you waited this long,
especially given how often you masturbate!" she said, shrugging her
shoulders. Then she smiled and her eyes twinkled. Sitting back on my
bed she asked, "Soooooo, I take it you'd like a few pointers?"
I just nodded, maybe a little embarrassed but thankful she'd offered
without me having to ask. Sure I'd seen plenty of blowjobs from my dad's
porn collection but when it came to doing one myself, well that was just
a little scary. My biggest fear was that Steve would think I was some
immature little girl who didn't know what she was doing! God, what if I
couldn't make him cum? I think if that happened I'd die of humiliation!
My mom disappeared to her bedroom and returned shortly with one of her
favorite dildos. She had quite a collection but this one actually LOOKED
like a real cock and it was made from some sort of latex material that
made it feel more real than her stiff vibrating dildos. She'd had this
particular one for years and if I remembered correctly, it was the one
she'd used way back when I was eight and she showed me how a woman's
pussy could actually take in a man.
"OK, so why don't we get undressed to make things easier?" she suggested
but she was already taking off her blouse and bra before I could answer.
Not like she expected me to argue with her.
It only took a minute for us to strip off our clothes and take a seat on
my bed. For the next hour or so she demonstrated various techniques.
Once I nodded that I got it she would have me try, critiquing me and
offering advice. Still, she didn't seem satisfied so she scooted to the
edge of the bed, stood up and motioned for me to follow her. She led me
to the family room where she looked through the shelf with my dad's
collection of porn movies resided.
"Ah!" she exclaimed softly, "This will do nicely." Turning on the TV and
VCR, she plugged in the tape and hit the play button. Soon "Taboo IV,
American Style" started playing. She took a seat on the couch next to me
and chuckled.
"As you well know this is one of your dad's favorite," she said. Yeah,
like I didn't know. Sheesh, how many times had I seen him masturbating
watching it! I once joked with my mom that I was surprised the tape
wasn't worn out.
"I like to think I'm pretty good but Ginger Lynn was a true master of the
art of oral sex," my mom explained as she fast forwarded to a scene where
Ginger was sucking a guy on a bed after watching him fuck his mother. I
never quite understood the incest thing but it was just acting so it
didn't really matter.
"Now watch closely Kelly," my mom instructed me, "See how she doesn't
just suck him? She obviously adores a dick. There... see how her tongue
works on it, now her lips... the way she look at him as she goes down on
him? Guys LOVE that!"
We watched the rest of the scene in silence. While I really wasn't all
that much into porn, I was getting pretty horny by the time it finished!
Apparently so did my mom as she was using the tip of her dildo to rub
herself as we watched.
"OK, now let's see what you learned," she said when the guy finished
cumming on Ginger's belly and pussy." She laid back on the couch, spread
her legs apart and held the dildo up with the base on her pussy as if it
was her dick. "Pretend now I'm your boyfriend and show me how you will
do him."
It was more than a little weird putting my face so close to my own
mother's pussy but she didn't seem fazed. At this distance I could even
smell her excitement with my face just inches away from her hairy crotch!
Her pussy smelled so much stronger than mine when I was horny. I
couldn't help but wonder how hers tasted compared to mine but she coughed
and my attention went back to the task at hand. I started working on the
dildo, trying to mimic what I'd just watched. My mom had her head
propped up on the arm of the couch, watching me intently.
"Good Kelly," she praised me. Now don't forget, it's all about him so
you want to turn him on as much as possible. Try playing with yourself
while you suck it. Guys LOVE watching a girl playing with herself."
It was a little awkward at first to finger myself as I tried to
concentrate on the dildo at the same time. A few times I would start to
lose focus and stop my simulated BJ when my clit started to really
respond and my mom would tap me on the head.
"I know, it can be hard to keep focus on him but just slow down
masturbating if it gets to be too much. Watch your teeth when you
masturbate. I can see you biting down a little when you get going and
you'll hurt the poor guy." I looked into my mother's eyes and rolled
mine. Yeah, talk about easier said than done!
It seemed like hours but was likely less than half an hour before she
finally was satisfied with my performance. A few times she would rewind
the tape to a particular scene to help illustrate what I was supposed to
do. Between her suggestions and watching Ginger and the other porn
whores it made it a lot easier for me.
"Well, if you can do it HALF that good on Steve then I'm sure he'll love
it!" she finally announced as she sat up, "I'm really proud of you Kelly,
you seem to have a natural talent."
I beamed, pleased that my mom thought I was doing so good so I kissed her
on the forehead and thanked her. She hugged me in return and then we
kissed for several minutes, our warm naked bodies pressed tightly
together as our tongues touched and played with one another. Mmmmmmm, I
loved it when we held me and kissed me!
Then my mom looked me straight in the eyes saying, "I know you'll make me
proud of my little girl. Now don't forget, I expect to hear ALL about it
when you get back, OK?"
Like I expected anything less, LOL.
With that she left me to finish myself off. God I was so horny now! I
even used her dildo to rub my clit as dreamed of Steve's dick and my
plans for it. When I finally came she must have heard me upstairs!
Chapter 2 - At the Movie Theater With Steve
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Steve picked me up a couple of hours later. I secretly wondered if he
caught the twinkle in my mom's eyes when she saw him take my hand and
start to lead me out the door. When he wasn't looking she winked at me
and gave me a thumbs up. I doubt there are many girls who get to go out
on a date with the intention of sucking her first cock with their mom
acting as a cheerleader on the sidelines! I felt an incredible love for
my mother at that moment and once again I knew I was one VERY lucky girl
to have a mother who was so supportive of me.
Even though I'd just masturbated a couple of hours earlier, seeing Steve
and glancing at his crotch I once again felt that tingle between my legs.
Steve must have been horny too as he didn't waste any time driving
straight to the movie complex where he found some seats in the back as
far from anyone else as possible which wasn't hard as there weren't that
many people in the theater and most were in the lower half. Obviously
watching the movie was NOT what he had in mind which was fine with me as
I had no intentions of watching much if it either.
It was the middle of a hot summer and I was dressed for it with my
shortest cutoffs, tightest and skimpiest tube top, sneakers, and not a
single thing more other than the makeup on my face and the baby powder
I'd lightly sprinkled in my cleavage. My mom had suggested this last to
me back when she found out he was playing with my boobs and sure enough,
the light scent and smooth feeling it gave them drove Steve nuts!
Steve bought the tickets of course and we lined up to get some popcorn
and a drink. The line was long so I excused myself to use the restroom.
I didn't really have to go, I just wanted one last look in the mirror to
check myself out. Lifting myself up on my toes to see better in the
mirror, my shorts pulled up tight and apparently more of my butt cheeks
appeared than someone thought was appropriate.
"Aren't you a little young to be dressed like such a slut?" an older
voice came from behind me, "Does your mother have an idea you of out
looking like that?"
I turned and saw an older woman, maybe a little older than my mom,
clutching her purse and eyeing me with a scrunched up face of disgust.
She didn't seem pleased when I smiled at her.
"what are you smiling about? I'd ground you forever if you were my
daughter," she fussed. "You do know there are impressionable young boys
here tonight."
"I was sort of hoping so... and their fathers," I came back feeling
rather naughty. I threw in the last part just to piss her off and
apparently my efforts were successful as she huffed and all but ran from
the restroom.
Looking back in the mirror I smiled as other women and girls came in.
Hopefully Steve was thinking the same as she did!
Steve was waiting for me when I came out and we headed to the theater.
As I sat down in the seat the material in the crotch of my shorts was so
thin and tight it rode up into my pussy. Fortunately I'd trimmed my
fuzzy pussy hair so it wasn't poking out although this particular pair
were so short my pussy lips actually peaked out just a little to each
side. The theater lights were still on and I could see Steve's eyes
staring at my all but exposed crotch. He seemed a little embarrassed
when he realized I saw him looking at me that way, but I smiled at him to
let him know I didn't mind. Heck, if anything I WANTED him to be ultra-
horny tonight! I looked at him and licked my lips suggestively, just
enough for him to know I was waiting for him to make his next move.
The theater was new and featured those stadium style high-back seats with
armrests that pulled up between the seats. Steve lifted the one between
us out of the way which allowed me to wiggle over next to him. Steve put
his arm around my shoulders and held my bare upper arm. Not wasting any
time, he pulled me towards him and we kissed long and hard, his tongue
reaching into my mouth and mine meeting his. As we kissed, I could feel
my pussy getting that itch it always got when I was really horny and I
couldn't wait for the lights to dim. Thankfully with the movie about to
start there were still only a other people in the theater and none within
a few rows of us. I'm sure they saw us kissing and given the bad seats
we chose in with a nearly empty theater I don't doubt they knew we
weren't planning to watch the movie. Oh well, we were teenagers so what
else would they expect?
Finally the previews finished and the lights went out as the feature
began. I figured there was no sense in wasting time either so I reached
up and moved his hand from my upper arm to my waiting breast. He
squeezed it though the tight material of my tube top and his kiss
intensified. I moaned softly just a bit as he rubbed my hardening nipple
through the thin fabric of my tube top. Almost immediately in response
his hand cupped my entire breast and once again I couldn't believe how
good it felt to have him fondle me this way. At home I liked to touch
myself, especially in the shower or in bed naked at night. Well, that
was well and good but nothing compared to a real hand on me, even over my
clothing.
"Remember what I told you when we watched the fireworks at carnival?"
Steve just smiled and felt his hand give my breast a squeeze.
"Remember when I told you someday you would know ALL of me?"
Another squeeze, a little more firm this time...
I did a quick check and dint see anyone looking. My fingers reached into
the top of my tube top and pulled it down and over my breasts until it
was just a band around my waist, leaving my boobs fully exposed. A part
of me screamed "NO" as anyone could have looked and seen I was naked, at
least on top but the rest of me screamed "YES" as I felt huis hand on my
bare flesh for the first time. I sighed softly as he touched my powdered
boob and playing with my nipples.
Our kiss continued while he groped my boobs and soon he started to run
his other hand over my bare torso and then over my shorts down to my
smooth tanned legs. I almost jumped out of my seat as he ran his fingers
up my bare inner thighs. The skin there was soft and smooth, not to
mention sensitive as hell! I parted my legs further to give him easier
access and was rewarded as his entire hand moved over my inner thigh.
"That feels so good Steve!" I whispered tersely as his fingers danced
over my smooth bare skin.
Up and down my sensitive legs and thighs he explored. I slouched in the
seat with my tailbone just at the edge to make it even easier for him.
He reached down, drawing his hand over me down to my ankles and then back
to my shorts barely covered my warm crotch. God it felt so good... so
naughty! Yes I loved how it felt but to do it here, literally within
feet of other people yet totally without their knowledge made it all the
better.
Eventually he started to press into my crotch but at that I gently but
firmly pushed his hand away and whispered, "Not yet, I have a better
idea."
He looked disappointed but that expression quickly changed when I reached
over and put my hand firmly between his legs. It was the first time in
my life that I'd touched him there like this, or any boy for that matter.
It was thrilling to feel his hard cock pushing up through his shorts.
Needless to say he do anything to discourage me! If anything he spread
his legs further apart to make it easier for me to hold him. I squeezed
him gently and rubbed him best as I could though his shorts. Then I took
my eyes off his crotch and looked at him, deciding it was time to stop
being coy and let him know exactly what I wanted.
"Mmmmmmm, I want your cock Steve!" I whispered softly to him. Steve
looked down at me with a big grin on his face. This was the first time
I'd said those words to him and I knew he had to be looking forward to
what was about to happen as much as I was.
My pulse was racing as I wanted so bad not to act like a novice which
made it all the more annoying when I started fumbling with his shorts.
In my defense it WAS dark after all and I didn't have any experience
taking someone else's clothes off! Steve smiled at my struggles and
reached down to undo his top snap for me. After that I was able to unzip
him and reach inside. My heart was pounding as I worked my fingers under
the elastic of his underwear ? white just the like ones I'd seen in the
laundry at his house the day we were in his basement. I couldn't believe
I was finally going to put my hand down a boy's pants, something I'd
dreamed and masturbated about so many times. Now my dreams were finally
coming true!
His underwear was tight but I still managed to slip my hand inside of the
elastic. The first thing I felt was his stiff curly pubic hair. I
couldn't really see it but I loved the touch of it against my finger as
it ran through it. Then my heart skipped as my fingers barely touched
the head of his cock. OMG I was touching my first hard cock! As my hand
worked its way farther down his shaft I touched more fingers to him and
then held him like I was grabbing a broomstick, just as my mom had taught
me. I couldn't believe how hard and warm it felt! It was a little
strange, like nothing I'd felt before. As hard as the shaft appeared
the skin felt so soft and smooth in my hands. Steve worked his underwear
down just enough to free his dick which allowed me to look down and
actually see my small hand wrapped around him. It was so cool to see his
cock head poking out of my hand like a turtle out of its shell! My eyes
had become adjusted to the light so I could see it pretty clearly. It
seemed almost surreal to me that I had his cock in my hand right in the
middle of the movie theater with people just a little ways away! For
some reason, taking his cock out of his shorts seemed so much naughtier
to me than exposing my boobs. A guy playing with a girl's breasts was no
big deal but when a girl had her hand on a guy's cock it seemed to imply
something much more personal and naughty.
Steve whispered, "Stroke it Kelly."
I was only too happy to do what he asked. My mind as a whirl as I tried
to recall all the things my mom had taught me but there's a big
difference between playing with a dildo in my bedroom or on the couch and
actually holding a real hard dick in my hand! As I ran my hand up and
down his stiff shaft his hips started to move in sync with my strokes. I
could feel his cock swelling and it excited me to know it was ME that was
causing him to react this way. Steve evidently was fed up with his
underwear being in the way so he slid his shorts and underwear down to
his ankles which gave me complete access to his cock and balls. He was
so horny that I was sure that the thought of someone catching him sitting
bare-bottomed with his girlfriend's hand around his cock probably never
even occurred to him. It DID occur to me but it only made me all the
more excited about what we were doing.
With his shorts and underwear out of the way, I reached down and felt his
hairy balls in my hand. Now this was something my mom hadn't simulated
with me! They were like loose sacks with something hard inside of them
that rolled around as I played with them. Thick lush pubic hair covered
everything and I could smell the distinct sexy musk odor of his male
crotch.
"Careful with the boys," Steve whispered.
Well, I'd already been warned by my mom to be gentle with his balls so I
didn't squeeze them or anything stupid like that. In the low light his
cock actually looked at lot like my dad's except unlike with my dad's
erections, I knew Steve's was hard because of ME which made it special.
Mmmmmmm, I was holding Steve's cock in my hand and I knew all he wanted
at that moment was to fuck me. It made me feel incredibly sexy and hot
knowing he wanted me but THAT would have to wait for another time.
Meanwhile, I had other plans for his wonderful cock!
I wasn't paying any attention to the movie as I continued to stroke him
for a while. While it wasn't my intent to just give him a hand job, I
suspected that was all he really was expecting based on my responses to
his efforts in the past. Well, it was time for me to surprise him for
once and show him I wasn't just some little fourteen year old baby girl
who had to be shown everything. Nope, I'd show him I could do anything
the older girls did! I didn't even bother looking around when without a
word I slid down to the floor and moved over until I was kneeling between
his legs. Fortunately the theater floor was clean for once!
Steve's eyes were fixated on me and he didn't say a word as if he was
afraid to break whatever spell I might be under. I kept my grip on his
cock the whole time and once I was comfortably positioned between his
knees I looked up at him with an innocent look that I knew would drive
him crazy. My tongue ran around my lips seductively and I had no doubt
that Steve loved what I was doing. He had the biggest grin on his face
as he put his hand on the top of my head and pulled my head gently
forward. I hesitated and looked at his cock which was now just mere
inches away right in front of my face. Wow, I could smell the strong
scent of his crotch as my heart pounded in my chest. This wasn't just a
dildo in front of me, it was Steve's DICK and I was about to take it in
my mouth! It wasn't quite like giving up my virginity but I knew it
would definitely place me in a whole new different classification of
girls. From now on I'd be known at school as one of those slutty girls
who everyone knew sucked cock!
For a moment I felt a tinge of panic. Reputations can work for and
against you after all. Like what if I didn't like the taste or didn't do
it right? OMG, I'd be SO embarrassed if I couldn't make him cum and even
if I did what would it taste like? I could never show my face in school
again if Steve told everyone I wasn't any good.
As if he knew my worries, Steve was getting impatient and I felt him
tugging at my head, urging me silently to suck him. Taking a deep breath
I closed my eyes and reached out with my tongue until it just touched the
tip of his cock. Actually, it didn't have a taste at all! It was like
touching my tongue to his cheek or other smooth part of his body that was
warm and smooth. Emboldened by my initial success, I leaned forward just
enough to take just the head of his cock between my lips. It felt so
soft and warm, not at all like my mom's dildo! I was surprised that
given the strong odor that I could smell from his crotch that he didn't
taste bad but actually it was quite pleasant. Parting my lips, the head
of his dick pressed into my mouth. Steve shuddered as my tongue licked
the tip of the head and it was like a wave of relief running though me
when I realized he must be enjoying what I was doing.
As my initial panic subsided I tried to recall more of what my mom had
taught me as I started to lick his shaft, starting at the base and
working my way up slowly to the head. I almost laughed as I couldn't
help but imagine I was licking a big popsicle except this one was warm
and throbbing. I felt a thrill run through me as I realized I had just
tasted my first cock and yes, I was loving it! It didn't take me long to
realize why girls claimed to enjoy giving BJs or why boys loved getting
them so much. This was SO cool!
"Suck it Kelly!" he whispered to me softly, "Suck me."
He really didn't to encourage me as I wanted more of his hard cock just
as much as he wanted me to take it! At first I just took the head in my
mouth, teasing him by licking around it with my tongue. Steve pushed
gently down on my head and I understood he wanted me to take more of him
in but I knew that by holding back it would just make him hornier. I
took over half of his cock in my mouth before it seemed that was all I
could take in. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head up and then pushed
my head down again. I got the message and started to move his cock in
and out of my mouth on my own.
As I got accustomed to it I found I could take more of it in than I'd
expected until finally I had his entire cock in his mouth and my face was
tight against his crotch with my nose and mouth buried in his pubic hair.
His strong, musky odor was joined by the sweat of his crotch as he worked
his hips under me. As musky as it was, I found the smell of his crotch
actually turned me on, similar in some ways to the way my pussy smelled
when I masturbated. It was actually a lot like my dad's smelled when I
would lay naked on the couch with my head on his exposed lap but not
nearly as strong.
Oh yeah, and from the first moment I sucked him I knew I was hooked.
YES, I LOVED sucking cock! When I had Steve's cock in my mouth he was
completely in my control. The knowledge that I was the reason for his
cock being so big and hard made me so wet I couldn't take it anymore so I
reached down and pulled my cutoffs down just enough for me to get to my
wet and horny pussy. I'd almost forgotten what my mom had said about
masturbating while I blew him but it wouldn't have mattered one way or
the other as I wanted to do it! Oh gawd I was so wet my finger easily
slid inside of me while the palm of my hand rubbed my clit.
Steve could see what I was doing and I knew he being turned on by me
masturbating in front of him as I held his dick in my mouth. I really
wasn't trying to cum or anything, it just felt better rubbing myself when
I was this horny. Knowing we were only a short distance away from
everyone else in the theater made me even hotter. Once in a while I
would get carried away and a wet slurping sound escaped but fortunately
nobody seemed to notice over the din of the movie soundtrack. I could
only imagine what it would've looked like to anyone walking by - a guy
sitting on the seat with his pants down and a young girl sucking his cock
while she played with herself. Yep, talk about a Kodak moment!
Despite all the preparation my mom had given me this was still new
territory for me. I knew that eventually he would cum and squirt sperm
from his cock. After all, I had seen my dad masturbate plenty of times
so the mechanics of a man's orgasm weren't exactly a mystery to me. I
just wasn't sure how the timing was going to work out. My only knowledge
of a guy cumming from a BJ was based my dad's porn movies and this was
real life. My parents never allowed me to watch them having sex so I had
no idea how my dad reacted when my mom blew him. Steve was obviously
loving what I was doing as he tried thrusting himself as deeply into my
mouth as he could. As he moved faster I did my best to keep up with him.
"Oh god Kelly, don't stop," he begged me in a hoarse whisper, "Don't stop
no matter what. Damn! I'm almost there!"
His cock suddenly swelled ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly in my
mouth. I started to pull my head back so I could watch him cum but he
shoved my head firmly down into his crotch, forcing me keep his cock in
my mouth. Then suddenly he jerked and his hot cum started shooting into
my mouth! It was warm, salty, and a bit gooey - not exactly the most
pleasant tasting stuff to be honest but it wasn't disgusting either. He
kept jerking and shooting more and more of his warm sperm into my mouth
until I started to gag just a bit and he pulled it out of my mouth. I
watched his last two bursts shoot out, the first shooting up into my hair
and the second hitting me on the cheek. I looked up at him, his cum
dripping from my lips as I licked off the remaining sperm that was
seeping from his spent cock.
"Mmmmmmm, now THAT'S what I call being a good girl," Steve said ever so
softly with a grin that never left his face, "Open up and show me."
Thank goodness for my mom! Without to her instructions I might have
swallowed it right away but thanks to her, as much as it was tempting to
do swallow it, I kept his cum in my mouth. I stuck out my tongue as far
as I could so he could see his cum on it. Then I smiled naughtily at him
and swallowed it down. By now his cock wasn't as hard as it had been
when he came of course but I took in back in my mouth and I loved the way
it felt as it slowly softened in my mouth. Steve shivered as I sucked on
it softly, like a baby with a binkie. If anything, he seemed even more
sensitive to my tongue now than when he had cum.
Finally I let him go and while it was disappointing to feel his cock
leave my mouth I knew that it was going to be back in many times in the
future ? at least if I had anything to say about it. I struggled to pull
up my shorts as they were so tight I usually had to lay on my bed to get
them on. Then I rearranged my tube top before I sat down next to my now
well-satisfied boyfriend. He started to reach for his shorts but I held
his hands back.
"What are you doing? I'm not finished yet," I said softly with a naughty
grin.
Heck, the movie wasn't even half over so why not go for seconds? My mom
had told me that teenage boys like Steve would get hard again quickly
after his first orgasm, if he softened at all and sure enough Steve's
sixteen year-old dick never really got soft all the way as it started to
grow once again in my hand as I stroked him slowly. It was easier now
with his cum to lubricate it. One thing I noticed was that his cum left
a huge aftertaste in my mouth as I ran my tongue around my teeth and
cheeks where it seemed to have collected. It was definitely unlike
anything I'd ever tasted before and while I wouldn't say it was
delicious, it WAS something I was confident that I could acquire a taste
for. In any case, it wasn't like I was doing it for the cum, I simply
loved the process of getting it!
For the second BJ of my life I didn't get on my knees again as the cement
floor wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing to kneel on. This time I
just leaned over and put my head in his lap and took him back in my mouth
again. I sucked Steve's now resurrected erection like a baby sucking on
a bottle, taking just the head in my mouth and holding it with my lips
while my tongue ran all around it. I stroked the shaft with my hand
while he ran his own hand up and down my back and then reached around to
play with my boobs again. I pulled my tube top down again to expose my
little boobs for him and they tingled at his touch.
This time I took more time with him, sucking him slowly and enjoying the
flavor of his cock in my mouth which was now probably more from his cum
than anything else. I couldn't help but think that after all those times
when I had wondered what it would be like to feel a real cock in my mouth
it seemed almost impossible that I was actually sucking one now! I felt a
surge of pride as being my first time I thought I'd one pretty darn good!
I only wished my mom could see me now. No doubt she would be so proud of
me and I largely had her to thank for it.
As I sucked Steve's cock he began to get more aggressive and his hand
stated playing with my ass over my tight denim shorts. I didn't mind it
as I loved it when someone toyed with my butt. Sometimes when I sat on
my dad's lap he would squeeze it playfully and I would wiggle against him
just to tease him a little. Actually with my boobs refusing to grow like
I wish they would my ass was probably the most sexy thing about my body.
Steve tried yet again to reach between my legs and for the first time I
didn't stop him. What the hell, I had his erect cock in my mouth so why
not at least let him at least touch me through my shorts? Even though I
was waiting for it, I still couldn't help but jump slightly when his
finger pressed against my pussy, still sensitive from me masturbating
earlier. It was the first time a guy had ever touched me there and I
wondered if Steve knew it? Probably, like who else would have? My
shorts were too tight for him to work his way underneath them but the
narrow fabric was pulled up into my pussy slit so he got a pretty good
feel anyway.
There was only one thing I wished was different. On the one hand it was
erotic as hell to be sucking him with around twenty or so people in the
theater but it was a shame that we had to be so quiet. I would've loved
to tell him how much I loved sucking his cock and frankly I wanted to
hear him tell me how it felt. For now the very feel of his cock between
my lips was enough and I started working on him more seriously to make
him cum again. It took longer this time, partly because he had just cum
but also because I was taking it slower.
The first time I blew Steve I just wanted him to cum as quickly as
possible and since he was horny as hell it didn't take long for him to
respond. This time I wanted to savor it more, to enjoy the sensation of
a boy's dick in my mouth as he fucking my mouth with it. I wanted to
make him cum in my mouth like he was cumming in my virgin pussy. I'd
dreamed for so long about how it would be to suck a dick and now that I
was actually doing it I realized it was even better than I had ever dared
dream it would be. If there was one thing I was certain of it was that
this was NOT going to be the last time I sucked his dick!
"Oh fuck, here it cums," he groaned softly, breaking my train of thought
and bringing me back to the business at hand. "I want to cum on your
face," he said, pulling me off of his cock by grabbing my hair and
lifting up my head.
I would've been more than pleased to have just let him cum in my mouth
again but my mom had warned me that some guys got off seeing their cum
spurt all over a girl. The idea sounded more like a mess to me than
anything but I went along with it and watched as he stroked himself a few
times. It was like he was masturbating and I guess technically he was
which seemed sort of strange since I would've loved to have finished him
off with my mouth.
I didn't have time to contemplate it any more as suddenly a stream of cum
was shooting from his cock. Fortunately I closed my eyes just in time as
it sprayed all over my face and forehead, some of it against my eyelids
as well. It was like someone was covering my face with thick warm oil as
he came again and this time I wasn't sure where it went as my eyes were
closed and I didn't feel it on my face.
A few eruptions and it was all over my face and neck. I reached to wipe
the cum from my eyes and tried to slowly open them. It stung a little
bit but at least I could see again. Below me was Steve's cock, his last
load of cum had barely escaped and was now dripping down the side of his
cock. I lowered my head and took his cock in my mouth and then lifted
up, drawing the cum from his dick into my mouth. I spit it back out and
let it drip onto his cock head again and then reached down to suck it off
again. I was already growing accustomed to the odd flavor and the second
load didn't seem to be nearly as bitter as the first.
"Lift your head up," he whispered. I sat up and he looked at me, using
his hands to push my messy hair away from my blushing face.
"Damn Kelly, now you look like such a slut... I love it," he said with a
grin. I could only imagine how I must have looked as I could feel his
cum running down my face and neck. Was that why he wanted to cum on my
face, so I would look like some sort of cum slut for him? All I knew for
sure was I must've looked like a wreck and I wanted to clean it off of me
as soon as possible.
"Do you have a handkerchief?" I asked him.
He shook his head and I looked around, uncertain as to what I should do.
It wasn't like I had any extra clothes to wipe it off with! Steve was
pulling up his pants and for a brief moment I thought about asking him
for his underwear but then I thought again and decided THAT was not a
good idea! There really wasn't any other option so I told him I'd be
right back and slipped out of the darkened theater. At the entrance door
I peeked to see if anyone was around. The theater complex was virtually
empty with the only people in sight being at the far end of the aisle so
I quickly opened the door and headed for the restrooms naturally were at
the far end of the hall, as far away as possible from our theater.
Fortunately the hallway was empty so I reached the restroom without
passing anyone. When I reached for the door it opened by itself in front
of me and out came an older lady, probably in her later forties or early
fifties. She took one look at me and her face wrinkled up in disgust.
She muttered something like, "Tramp!" under her breath as she walked by
but I just ignored her. Odds were she hadn't sucked a dick in ages and
she was just jealous! I grinned to myself ? twice now I'd been scolded
for being a slut. I couldn't wait to brag to my mom!
It wasn't until I got inside and looked in the mirror that I realized
that I really couldn't blame the old bitch for her reaction. Indeed, I
DID look like a tramp - or even more like a whore I suppose. I hadn't
realized just how much Steve had cum that second time - or where. My
face was literally covered with his cum and there was no mistaking it for
what it was. Well I could deal with that easily enough by using wet
paper towels to wipe it off of me.
It was another learning experience as what proved to be the most
difficult was the mess in my hair! Steve must have shot several loads
into my hair and it was already started to congeal. The only comb I
could fit in my tiny purse was too small for the job resulting in me
struggling with it when another girl walked in. She looked to be in her
late teens or early twenties and her reaction was considerably different
than the old lady's had been.
"Yeah, it can be a bitch to get out, " she said with a knowing smile on
her face. Dear God! How did she know what I'd been doing! She
continued, "My advice: wait until you get home and then a hot shower and
lots of shampoo - only way to get it all out." She then took a closer
look at me and asked, "Whoa, just how old ARE you anyway?"
I mean really, what was I supposed to say? I didn't answer but instead
just smiled sheepishly back at her. I thanked her for her advice and
left her behind in the restroom. Once back in my seat I saw that Steve
had his shorts all zipped and buckled back up with quite a look of self-
satisfaction on his face. In the dark he didn't notice my matted hair
but then he was a guy and probably wouldn't have even if the lights had
been on! We watched what little was left of the movie but I had no idea
what was going on. Oh well, who cared? After it was over we went back
out to his mother's car.
"Damn Kelly, that was the best blowjob I have EVER had!" he said turning
to me after he closed the door. It was nice to finally able to talk in a
normal tone of voice.
I smiled back at him, a bit proud of myself but also pleased that I'd
satisfied him. I'm sure he was exaggerating a little but he wouldn't
have said that if I hadn't done well. I would've loved to have blown him
again right then and there. Like wow, blowjobs were FUN! Still, I
didn't want him to think I was some kind of nympho so I held myself back.
He offered to buy me something to eat but I asked him to take me home.
What I really needed now was a hot shower and there was no way I was
going to walk into any local restaurant with his cum all congealed in my
hair! Maybe none of the guys would notice but I really didn't feel like
dealing with some snooty waitress treating me like I was some kind of
teenage whore. Steve reluctantly agreed and dropped me off after parking
at the top of our driveway. We kissed before I got out of the car and I
patted his crotch playfully.
"Now be a good boy and I promise to take care of him again next time," I
teased Steve. Steve just grinned at me and said, "Well, he's available
now!"
I just smiled and shook my head. One thing I was learning quick about
sucking cock was that it gave me total control over him. I had a feeling
things were going to be different now between me and Steve. It wasn't
like it was anything bad, I just knew I was going to have more say in our
relationship than I had up until now if he wanted his dick sucked. He
didn't have to know I wanted to do it as badly as he wanted me to suck
him!
Chapter 3 - Back Home With Mom
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Walking back into the house I found my mom waiting anxiously for me in
the kitchen. She was wearing just a bra and panties, her usual nighttime
outfit although for the life of me I never could understand why she
didn't just take the bra off around the house and wear something more
comfy. She took one look at me and grinned, shaking her head at the same
time.
"Well, I was going to ask how things went but between that nasty grin on
your face and the mess in your hair I guess it's pretty obvious," she
laughed, "Well, I warned you that I would want to hear all about it so
spill it girl!"
Feeling so proud of myself I sat down across the table from her and told
her everything that happened as best as I could remember. She laughed at
me when I got to the part where he was spraying his cum all over me.
"Oh Kelly, why in the world did you let him do that?" she admonished me,
"Especially in your HAIR for goodness sake."
I shrugged my shoulders as I really didn't have a good excuse. Not like
I'd planned it that way or anything. I'd learned my lesson though. From
now on I would swallow or at least get my head out of the way! Then I
noticed something else... "Mom! What ARE you doing?" I teased her. Sure
enough, my mom was touching herself under the table with her hand down
inside her panties while she listening to me! It was so cool to know my
own mother was getting turned on listening about how her daughter had
sucked her first cock. Well, if she liked THAT then I could only imagine
how she would be when someday I told her how I lost my virginity!
She just shrugged with an "oh well" expression so I kissed her on the
cheek and left her to finish herself off. It would've been interesting
to know what she was thinking about. As it turned out she wasn't the
only one turned on from my recollection of the evening. I'd fully
intended to take a shower first thing but the process of recalling my
erotic evening for my mom had left me horny so for the next half hour or
so I masturbated on my own bed. Eventually I got around to taking a
shower.
By the way... the girl at the theater was wrong. Shampoo really doesn't
work all that well!
THE END