I've come to realize that, while guys are attracted to a girl's looks, girls are attracted to power. I'll see a beautiful woman walking with a guy whom you might call 'ordinary' if you were being generous and wonder why she couldn't do better. Now I realize that, most likely, she DID do better. The guy is probably a corporate executive, a millionaire or, at the very least, drives a Humvee. I used to think it was because he had an 8-inch tongue or  a 12-inch dick  and could fuck for an hour before cumming.  Not so! Women are different from men, in case you hadn't noticed. A good illustration is what happened to me one day almost 20 years ago.

In high school I was a pretty dorky guy. Sure, I dated, but not the really hot girls -- you know, the cheerleaders and the ones with round heels. I've been thinking recently about something that occurred when my older brother returned from Vietnam and which gave me a "Eureka" moment. I've been trying out what I discovered then lately and have to tell you about how it's going.

First, it's going GREAT! So let me tell you the story.

I was a junior and had been driving for a couple of months, usually my parents stodgy four-door Chevy sedan. Nothing unusual about that. But then my brother came home and lived with us for a couple of months while he found a job and an apartment. It was while he was at home one day and the folks were out with their car and I needed to take something somewhere. I don't remember what or where but it's not important.

What IS important is that I asked my brother if I could borrow his car to run that errand. He said, "Sure," and threw me the keys. The car was a brand new Corvette -- a bright red convertible. So, I'm driving across town and a couple of girls I'd only seen once or twice flagged me down, waving their arms frantically, jumping up and down and shouting at me.

Holy shit, folks, you would have thought I was a movie star or the star quarterback or something the way they were so deperately trying to get my attention. Well, of course they did. Any girl over ten got my attention. These little honeys must have been 12 or 13, both with long blonde hair and wearing the tightest shorts I'd ever seen. I couldn't tell much about their boobs; they had some but not more than handsful. Their legs, though, were  awesome -- long and slim with just the right amount of muscle to give them shape. Anyway, they were doing everything but backflips trying to get my attention.

This was fantastic, I thought as I made a quick U-turn and pulled up alonside them.

"Hi, Steve," they gushed in unison.

"Hi. You know my name?"

"Yeah. You're in the band, right? Play drums?"

"Yeah. That's me." I wracked my brain trying to place them. They were certainly not in MY band, my high-school marching band. "So, how do you know me?" I asked.

"From Band Day," one of them answered. "We go to Madison Middle School," the taller one said.

"Oh. That's right. From Band Day." What an idiot I was. I certainly should have remembered these two foxes. But they were 7th or 8th-graders and high school guys wouldn't be caught dead going around with Jr. High girls. "What a shame!" I thought. "These girls are HOT with a capital "H".  "So, what's up?"

"That car is sooooo kewl. Can you give us a ride?"

"Where to?"

"Anywhere," the first blonde, whose name turned out to be Penny, said.

I told them where I was going and they said that that was fine, "Just take us with you and drop us off back here. 

"This is really just a two-seater," I told them.

"That's ok. Penny can sit on my lap."

"Yeah. We can both fit in," Penny added.

"Ok. Hop in." So we rode across town, the two girls giddy with excitement and waving madly at everyone they knew.  I had trouble watching the road instead of the two pairs of sexy legs sitting beside me.They waited while I delivered whatever it was and then shouted and screamed and laughed all the way back. But, instead of getting out when we reached the spot where they had originally flagged me down, they wanted me to drive them around town some more so their friends could see them in the Corvette -- with a guy.

Why not?, I thought.  I didn't have anything else to do, I had the car and I had two really cute girls with me. Anything could happen. So we drove around for more than an hour.

In between the waving and hooting at their friends, Penny said, "Can we ask you a favor?"

"Sure."

"Well, it's kinda personal, so maybe you won't want to do it."

"So, ask me first and I'll let you know."

"Ok. Do you know Eddie Montoya?"

"Eduardo? The gang guy?"

"Yeah, Eduardo. But he's not in a gang."

"Well, if he's not, he sure hangs out with a bunch of gangstas."

"But he's not one of them."

"Whatever! So... what's the favor?"

"Well, Eddie asked me to go riding with him last week."

"Does he have a car?"

"No, but his friend does."

"Ok. So...?"

"So, like, he wanted to do some stuff."

"What kinda stuff?"

"You lnow, make out and stuff."

"Ok. So you made out with Eddie."

"Well, kinda."

"What do you mean, 'kinda?'"

"Umm..." she looked at Adrienne as if she was asking permission to continue. "Umm... we kissed and...umm...like, messed around."

"Ok. So you 'messed around' with Eddie."

"Yeah."

"So, what's the favor?"

She looked at Adrienne again and apparently got silent agreement about continuing. "Well, he like wanted me to, you know, suck his thing."

"Give him a blowjob?" I pulled the car over to the curb. This was far too distracting for me to drive and listen at the same time.

"Yeah."

"So, did you?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Cuz I never gave anybody a blowjob before."

"So, you were scared."

"Yeah, kinda."

"So, what's the problem? You just put it in your mouth and suck."

"But I don't want him to know I never did it before."

"Shit! How difficult can it be?" This was brave talk from a guy who'd never had a blowjob, either. Sure, I beat off regularly but the only action I'd seen was with my right hand. The girls I went out with -- and it wasn't all that often -- didn't do that sort of thing. At least not with me. I doubt that they did anything with anyone else, either. We were all just scared shitless about sex, as much as we wanted it. "So, what're you gonna do?"

"Ummm ... well...," she looked at Adrienne again, not sure of herself. "Ummm... we were talking while we waited in the car for you to do whatever it was and we thought... ummm .... maybe you could, like, show us how to do it..."

"Give a blowjob?"

"Ummm...yeah." She looked down at her hands, not willing to make eye contact at this point. Meanwhile, my heart was racing at the prospect -- a real blowjob from a real girl. Time NOT to blow my cool, such as it was.

"Sure," I said, with every bit of confidence I could muster. "If you want." I was shaking. I was about to hyperventilate. I could feel a cold sweat coming on. This was SERIOUS STUFF!

"You would?" Penny asked, relieved I suppose that I hadn't laughed at her. After all, I was a high-school guy with a car. Well, not MY car but a car, nonetheless -- and a shiny red Corvette to boot.

"Yeah," I said, false confidence returning. "But we can't do it here."

They both laughed. "No. we were thinking something else. Penny is coming to my house for a sleepover tonight. Why don't you can come, too.. I mean, for a while, not all night," Adrienne offered. 

"Yeah. We'd like that," Penny added.

Now this was getting REALLY interesting. Here was an opportunity to spend some time with these two little honeys without having to tolerate the ridicule that my high-school classmates would subject me to if they saw us at the movies or even just walking through the park with eigth-graders. "What time should I come over," I asked.

They looked at one another. "How about 9:00," Adrienne said. Penny nodded. "But you can't tell anyone about this," she continued. "My parents won't be home and we're not supposed to have any boys over when they're not home."
This was getting better all the time. 

Needless to say, I was all shaved, showered and slicked up when I got to Adrienne's house that night. The directions she had given me were spot on. "No Corvette?" Adrienne asked when she opened the door and saw my parents' Chevy parked in front.

"Naw. Ted's using it tonight."

"Maybe you'd better park a couple doors down the street," she said. "The neighbors could rat us out.  Just come right on in when you get back. You don't need to knock."

I moved the car to a side street and walked back to the house, entering on my own, as Adrienne had suggested.

The girls had sleeeping bags on the living room floor and were eating popcorn while watching a movie. Both were wearing little babydoll PJs and looked really HOT. They were sitting on the floor, backs against the sofa, pretty legs stretched out ahead of them. Penny patted a spot next to her; Adrienne stood. "You want a Coke?" she asked.

"Sure." She disappeared into the kitchen.

"Popcorn?," Penny sasked. "Come sit," she said, patting the spot again. No argument from me! She leaned close to me. "We're gonna watch some dirty movies, later." She had whispered it furtively, as if this was a conspiracy of some sort. I didn't know it at the time but it WAS  a conspiracy. Anyway, I was all for watching dirty movies with these two hotties.

"Is anyone else coming over?" I asked her.

"Nope. Just you -- and us," she said with an impish smile and a little giggle. 

Adrienne returned with my Coke and sat next to me, effectively making this a girl-boy-girl sandwich. I was in heaven.

Nobody seemed interested in the movie. "So, do you go out much?" Adrienne asked.

"Not much." Hell, hardly ever, I thought. "The band guys get together a lot." I added.

"Oh, yeah. I see you at football and basketball games," Penny said.

"Yeah."

"Just the guys or do some girls come, too?"

"There's some girls."

"So, what do you do with the band guys do?"

"Nothin' much. We go for pizza sometimes and sometimes one of the girls will have a sleepover, like this, and they'll invite three or four guys to come over."

"And, what do you do there?" Adrienne asked.

"We talk and sometimes we sing. You know, just regular stuff."

"So, do you ever, like, make out?"Penny asked. They were alternating in asking me questions, so my head was going right-left-right, like I was watching a tennis match.

"Ummm...yeah. I guess. Sometimes."

"Cool," Adrienne said. She continued, "Do you just kiss and stuff or do you, you know, use your hands?"

"Yeah, sometimes."

"All of you?" Penny asked. 

"Well... yeah."

"So how do you choose who's gonna make out with whom?"

"We don't. We just start kissing whoever we're sitting next to."

"So, everbody is just sitting there and kissing and... doing stuff? Right there in front of everyone?"

"Yeah. We're all friends." Then I added, "Sometimes we even switch."

"You mean you do stuff with a different girl?" Adrienne asked.

"Yeah. It's no big deal," I said.

"Do you ever do more than just kissing?" Penny asked.

"Yeah, I told you. Sometimes the girls will take off their tops so we can ... ummm ... kiss their boobs."

"Wow. So cool," Adrienne said in a kind of whisper.

"So, did you ever, you know, do IT with a girl?"

"No."

"Me, either. I mean with a boy," Adrienne said quietly.

"Me, either," Penny added. "Did you ever want to?"

I gulped. "Sure. What guy doesn't?"

"Well, we think about it, too -- sometimes," Adrienne whispered in my ear.

Wow! This was starting to get real heavy, I thought. And my dick was twitching in my pants with all this talk about making out and the sight of two pairs of gorgeous legs stretched out in front of me. "So, you've never done it?" I asked, incredulously. They both shook their heads. "I thought you were pretty popular and, you know, going out with guys in cars and all..."

Penny interrupted. "Everybody thinks that. They all think we're sluts... but we're not.

"I'm afraid I might get pregnant," Adrienne added.

"I am, too," Penny said.

"Wow!! I just figured....."

"Yeah, like everybody else. But we're not; we don't!" they snorted.

"So you just kiss and stuff?"

"Yeah. Well, maybe we let them feel our boobs sometimes," Penny said.

"That must be nice," I said, wistfully.

"Yeah, it feels good -- if they're gentle. Some guys are and some aren't. "Anyway," Adrienne continued, "Eddie and his friends want us to 'do it'  but we keep saying 'No.'"

Penny chimed in, "So, anyway, they want us to give them blowjobs if we won't put out."

"We don't want to go all the way so we figured we'd better learn how to suck a guy's dick. Maybe that'll keep 'em happy."

They looked at each other, nervously leading up to the question, "So that's why we asked you to show us how," Penny said, almost in a whisper.

"So, why me?"

They began to look sheepish. "Because we think you're a nice guy who wouldn't go around bragging to his buddies. And besides, nobody'd believe you anyway. Nobody would believe that you got us to suck your dick."

I suppose that was a compliment. Or not. My mind was churning.

"So, will you...?" Adrienne asked at last.

Penny finished the sentence"...show us how to give a blowjob?"

"I gotta confess," I said, "I've never had a blowjob."

They looked at one another, brows furrowed. "I guess we should have known that. So, here's what we do," Penny continued, "What say we watch one of Dad's videos and then we try what they're doing. You ok with that?"

My heart was pounding and my dick was trying desperately to straighten itself out in my shorts. "Yeah," I said, tentatively.

"You sound like you don't want to do it." Adrienne said.

"I mean YEAH. I'd like that a lot!" My mind was racing now with images of us all writhing naked on the floor, everyone licking and/or sucking something. "So, do we all take take out clothes off now?"

Again, they looked at one another. It was obious they were winging it.

"No," Adrienne said. "You just need to take your pants off."

"So I'll be the only one naked?"

"Yeah. We don't need to be naked," she said. I'm sure the disappointment showed on my face. "Look. Do you want a blowjob or not?"

She had a point. I wasn't in a position to dictate terms. So, reluctantly, I shed my shoes and stood to drop my pants.

"Underwear, too," said Penny. When I pulled my shorts down, my cock sprang out and bounced in front of their faces. "Wow!" she said, looking alternately at the stiff dick and at Adrienne. "So, what do I do first," she continued.

"I dunno," I answered. "I'm new at this, too. Remember?"

Penny scowled in thought. "Oh, right. So, what do we do now?"

"Maybe we should watch a movie so we can get some ideas.," said Adrienne.

"Ok," Penny said. "You sit on the sofa while we get it going." The two of them went through a stack of DVDs before settling on one they thought would be the most instructive. Then they sat next to me, one on each side, as the credits rolled.

The plot, if there was one, got going right away. The scene was in a car parked somewhere at night and two high school kids (although they looked like they were in their twenties) were making out. "Do it, babe." the guy said, and without hesitation the girl unzipped him and reached into his pants to extract a giant dick, much larger than my little thing.

"Oh, my God!" the girls screamed together. "Look at the size of that thing."

I looked down at my own and it seemed to wilt a little.

The girl in the movie wrapped her fingers around that massive pole, bent forward and licked the head a few times like a popsicle. "That doesn't look so bad," Penny said.

"No. Wait a minute," Adrienne answered. "I've seen this before. Watch what she does."

The words had barely escaped her mouth when the girl's head dropped down on the guy's cock, completely swallowing it. She must have taken five or six inches into her mouth and she still had several fingers wrapped around the shaft. Her eyes watched his as she gobbled his meat. "Oh, baby. That sooo good," he told her.

Then she began to work on the head again, her cheeks collapsing inward as she sucked on it. You could see movement in her throat as she worked her tongue back and forth. The guy was groaning in ecstacy as she worked his cock with her mouth.

Soon she was sucking furiously while jacking him, her eyes watching his most of the time. He kept say, "Oh, baby. Oh, baby," over and over as she brought him closer and closer. "I'm close," he said. "I'm close." And then, "Aaahhhhhhh." She kept her mouth clamped down on his dick and you could see she was milking him and swallowing. Not a drop escaped her lips. When she was finished, she opened her mouth to show him -- and the camera -- the last mouthful of slimy white cum. And then she swallowed that, too."

"Did you see that?" Penny cried. "She swallowed it. She swallowed all of it. That's gross!."

"Yeah, I don't know if I could do that," Adrienne said quietly, obviously concerned.

"Do I have to swallow it," Penny asked her.

"No. I've seen some of the others and sometimes the guy just lets it shoot out on her face or on her tits. Some of the girls really like it on their tits."

"That would be ok."

"Yeah. Maybe we could take our tops off," Adrienne volunteered.

"I could do that," Penny answered. They were talking about this as if I wasn't even in the room, setting their ground rules. Then she looked at me. "Ok, Steve. You get to see some boobs tonight. How's that sound?"

"Terrific!" I said. So, without another word, both girls shucked off their babydoll tops and dropped them on the floor. Son-of-a-gun. I was ecstatic. Two pairs of the most luscious titties in the world were right in fron otf me. Well, I didn't have much experience with titties to that point, but these were beautiful -- soft conical shapes topped with the prettiest pink nipples. Adriennes' nipples were bigger than Penny's, which were barely darker than the boob itself, and the most delicate pink. The flesh was satiny smooth and unblemished. My cock sprang back to attention as I gazed hungrily at them.

"You like?" Penny asked as I admired her.

"Yeah," I said. "You guys have the most beautiful boobs in the world." I think they actually blushed.

"They're not very big," Adrienne said.

"They don't need to be big to be beautiful," I countered.

"My friend Angie says that if you let a guy cum on your tits and rub it in, they'll grow faster," Penny said. "So, do you wanna cum on our tits?" she asked, rubbing and kneading her own little titties. They were just a handful, no more, but I found it incredibly sexy to watch her pleasuring herself that way..

"Yeah," I answered weakly. Hell, I'd cum anywhere they wanted me to if they'd just suck me off. 

"So...," Adrienne said, "who wants to go first?"

"I will," Penny volunteered. With that, she gingerly touched my cock, then wrapped her fingers around it, like she had seen in the flick. "It's kinda neat," she said to Adrienne, "stiff but soft or spongy when you squeeze it. Does that feel ok?" she asked me.

"Yeah. Feels great!" Penny began to move her hand up and down slowly, just as she had seen in the video.

"I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"No. You're doing fine."

"Ok. Here goes," she said as she lowered her face to my lap. First she just gave my cock a little kiss, then she licked it a couple of times. She looked up at Adrienne and said, "Tastes ok." Then she gingerly slipped the whole head into her mouth and rubbed her tongue around it.

"It would be better if you were down on the floor between my legs," I told her.

She lifted her head and said, "Ok." Without letting go of my hard cock, she scooted down to the floor on her knees and immediately popped it back into her mouth. Now her tongue rubbed against the glans, just below the cap and the most sensitive part of my cock.

"Oh, yeah. Much better," I said. "Now suck and move your hand and mouth up and down like they were doing in the movie."

"Oh, wow!"

"Does that feel good?" Adrienne asked while Penny bobbed her head up and down on my cock.

"Oh, yeah. Feels great. Keep doing it, Penny." Penny increased the length of her strokes, swallowing more and more on my dick on each downstroke. Her hand, wrapped around the shaft, prevented more than a few inches from going in her mouth but the motion of her tongue against the underside, just behind the cap, was electrifying. I could feel myself approaching and then, without warning, my whole body spasmed and I shot my load right into her mouth.

"Gaaack. [Cough] Whup!" Penny sputtered, gasped and choked as the first spurt of cum hit her throat. She backed away, wide-eyed, with slimy, white goo dripping down her chin. "Shit! You asshole!" she screamed at me as another spurt of my cum splashed against her chest. I grabbed my own cock as she dropped it and I jacked myself until three or four more strings of cum shot out and fell on her chest and stomach. "You didn't warn me! I almost choked on that shit!"

I was torn between apologizing and laughing as she looked at me, her face crimson with rage and dripping long strings of cum from her chin. Adrienne DID start laughing hysterically.

"How can you be laughing at me, you bitch! Didn't you see what he did?" Penny was sitting back on her feet using her discarded top to wipe the cum off her face.

"It's just so funny," Adrienne howled.

"I'm sorry," I explained. "It just felt so good and it all came so fast I didn't have time to tell you. I didn't mean to do it. Really. I'm sorry." Then I started to laugh as well. The sight of all that spunk on her face and running down her chest was just too much.

Penny mopped away and then she, too, began to laugh at the absurdity of it all. "I can't believe you did that, you asshole," she said between chuckles, still trying to clean herself up. "So, I guess I did all right," she said finally.

"You did great!" I told her.

"So, how was it?" Adrienne asked her.

"It was ok. I kinda liked it until all the goop starting coming out."

"Yeah. I shoulda warned you," I said.

"So, how'd it taste? Adrienne asked.

"It's ok. Kinda strange but ok. I don't think I wanna swallow it, though."

"What's it like?"

"Kinda like vanilla pudding without the vanilla. You know, goopy."

"You like vanilla pudding," Adrienne reminded her.

"Yeah. I guess it'd be ok if it tasted like vanilla."

"I'll see what I can do," I said and we all laughed.

"If I do it," Adrienne asked, "will you be sure to tell me before you shoot?"

"Yeah. I can do that now that I know what to expect. It just feels so much better than it does when I jack off. So I came sooner than ever."

"Then you DID like it."

"Yeah, I did. You were really good at it."

"So, are you gonna suck Eddie?"

"Yeah. I guess so. It was kinda fun until Steve shot off in my mouth. I just gotta make sure Eddie knows he'll never get head from me ever again if he blows his stuff in my mouth."

"So, when can I try it?" Adrienne asked. "Look," she said, pointing to my now-drooping dick. "Look how it's all shrivelled and wiggly." She took it in her hand -- between her fingers, actually -- and shook it. There was still a little clear liquid oozing from the slit. "Wait. Lemme taste it." She touched the tip of her index finger to the tip of my cock and then to her tongue. "Mmmm. Not bad. Kinda salty. Definitely NOT like vanilla." We all laughed.

"You gotta get it hard again. try playing with it and sucking it while it's soft. I bet it'll get going again." She did and, after just a couple of minutes, it did. I had to admonish her about her teeth. Penny had managed never to touch her teeth to that most sensitive organ but Adrienne was all teeth at first. It took her a while, but she got the hang of it and gave me a first-rate blowjob that night. I was able to warn her to back off in time and I stroked myself to orgasm and splattered cum all over her boobs. She shrieked with pleasure as each spurt hit her and she rubbed the gooey cum all over her boobs.

I thought about this night several years later when I was in my thirties and realized I still preferred 12 and 13-year-old girls. That's the main reason I own a bright red Corvette now. It's like drawing flies to honey, but that's another story.

I'm thinking about writing about a little episode that happened last week. Let me know if you're interested.
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This story is just for our amusement -- yours and mine. I enjoy reading and writing good, realistic stories, usually  about older men and younger girls. They are fiction, however, strictly the product of an over-active imagination. So, if I've gotten you hard (or wet, for my female readers), then I've done well. If I haven't, if something is missing or out of place or just plain unrealistic, please let me know. Write me at:

                                              cyrano20038@yahoo.com

I also appreciate story ideas and to hear about your own experiences.



