I was in love with him for the first time - Chapter 4

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The ‘Dirty Deed”

I don’t believe I need to wear heels with this, gown! I mean, an inch and a half really is my limit. But Chrissy insisted I go for the four-and-a-halfers. Stilettos no less. They were gorgeous shoes in apple green silk; the heel included. And the clutch was matching. I mean, only a man would desire this torturous device on a woman’s foot, you know?

“let me show you.”

“Eeew!” Eeew! Was she going to show me what she does with, it? Corie read my mind and giggled.

“No silly! Not that.”

And so she went on, and on and on about the proper way to do a BJ. I sat in rapt awe at her sage advice and technique. On the one hand hmm is that a scratch on my nail? Hmm okay, it’s merely the lighting. On the one hand, I was studiously making mental notes and visualizing myself with Jimmy. On the other, oh my God! This is my sister talking about what she knew and had obviously done! I was so clueless.

So anyway there we are on the couch. I had already let him get to second base and though my plates were on the smallish side, he was still there and safe. Motrin was still my best friend and he was so very gentle on my nips and breasts. I would cream, well it was actually more like water by that time, my panties from his simply kissing my nips.

Anyway, I have my blouse and bra off and he’s shirtless as well. BTW, he also would get a stiffy when I would reciprocate by kissing and nibbling gently on his nips. I really got off on hearing him moan and groan as I did my thing. What was interesting was that I tended to do to him as I wanted him to do to me. Isn’t that like a ‘golden rule’ or something? Hmmm.

So, Jimmy’s on his back and I’m straddling his waist doing my ass-wiggling thing on his crotch (and yes, we still have our pants on). I hopped off of him and knelt on the floor as I kissed and licked and nibbled my way down toward his belt line. He had his hands on my neck and shoulders. He was gently massaging my back and neck as I went along.

I suddenly sat up and began to undo his belt, button, and zipper. His pants had been ‘tenting’ since he arrived! With my Jimmy, if he was anywhere near me, it was like a tent city?

“What are you doing?”, He got up on his elbows, eyes in wide wonder and mouth agape, and then in one of his ever so dazzling smiles.

“Whatever I truly want. Should I stop?”

He laughed and laid back down. As I slipped his pants down and off of him, Jimmy’s dick sprang up tight against his shorts. Oh my God! His dick looked monstrous! I softly petted it from the bottom to its very tip through his shorts. Where the tip hit against his shorts, the material was sopping wet. It had spread through the material causing the head of his dick to be pronouncedly outlined in the material.

OH MY GOD!

Practice Makes Perfect.

These stupid heels! I need to walk around a bit in them. Hmm, I give it two hours, maybe less, before I kick them off. This is so not me! I don’t know. My feet will be killing me and I’ll look fat. Reunions suck and I haven’t even gone yet. My reunion he said. My reunion; like I owned the thing! My reunion my fat butt!

Hmm, oh yeah! OH MY GOD! I mean, it’s not like I looked at guys' dicks all the time but this was ridiculous! Jimmy’s dick was huge! I mean not huge but FUCKING HUGE!!! Before the HRT mine must look like a really small zit or something. Anyway, I had to see it. I thought it was like the eighth wonder of the world!

I rested my head on his tummy and I reached into his shorts. My God! I could barely get my hand around it! Jimmy moaned and his body spasmed as if he got hit by a jolt of electricity. I wondered how any girl could possibly get this thing inside of her. God, I was so clueless.

I lifted the waistband of Jimmy’s shorts to reveal his glorious wonder to my eyes. Oh my God! I could see his dick head, what Corie called the little ‘fireman’s helmet’. It was drooling and moist with his pre-cum. It shone in the dim lighting of the room.

I knew what I wanted to do; what I needed to do; what I desired to do. I quickly slipped his shorts down; never letting go of my grip on his shaft. Once they were down passed his rock-hard ass, he did the rest and got them completely off. He flung them up and out somewhere and I made the mental note that I had to remember to find them should someone arrive home before, I was finished, or he was finished; or whichever came (pardon the pun) first.

Anyway, his dick kind of sprang up and out at about forty-five degrees from his body. There was so much force in it that my hand was jerked up along with it! Oh my God! I could feel the entire organ twitch and throb. With my finger, I made circles around its head. Jimmy moaned, spasmed, and moaned in pleasure again.

I started to giggle. This was so amazing and wonderful. Corie was absolutely right! I felt the power I had I had in my hand, and the power I could exert over him. But more amazingly, what I was doing felt absolutely right, correct, and destined to be. In my mind, there was never any question that I was a girl playing with her guy. So there! See if I care!

So, I’m looking at the glistening tip of Jimmy’s dick and I know that the inevitable was about to inevitably occur. I leaned over and licked the drop of pre-cum on the tip. I licked very slowly and with as much tongue surface as I could. He groaned and quaked. I giggled as I savored the moment. It was, salty and kind of yummy in a weird way?

“You don’t really have to do this.”

“Oh yes, I do!” I really had to, for myself as much, if not more, than for him. I smiled as I bent back down and kissed the head again, this time I kept going and engulf the entire thing (the head that is, not his whole dick you sillies) in my mouth. I could barely keep my teeth from scratching it, but I did somehow manage.

“Jesus, Joseph, and Mary! That is so fuckin’ intense!”

Okay, so I knew it. Like, when you get them to fold in half, that is, when their knees smack them in the forehead and you’re choking at the fold, you know you hit the good spot. He unfolded as quickly praise God. I still had my hands on Jimmy’s thick shaft and I began to actually suck on him. Each time I brought my mouth up and off of him, I made this popping sound. It was really kind of cool.

I got into this kind of rhythm of stroking, sucking, and popping. It was all I could do to keep it up because Jimmy jerked and spasmed and quaked and moaned and groaned all over the place. He kept bleeding his pre-cum into my mouth. It was so, Pavlovian? I mean, if I wanted a little bit of taste, I had to get the stroke right.

It was so very weird. Firstly, Jimmy was cut (no foreskin). That kind of saved the weirdness you can sometimes get when hygiene isn’t a major league priority (or even on the list cheese really sucks). Eeww! Anyway, I was recalling all of the little things Corie taught me and tried every one except the deep throat thingy? I mean, as if anyone could do that with him. But I could get the first few inches, as past the head and a bit more before it’s like gag me with a tree!

Jimmy was popping around like crazy. He was trying very hard not to push my head down any further than I could handle and I loved him for that. He was never insistent and always grateful. I mean, some guys really don’t care and they simply want to get off. But with my Jimmy, I could truly enjoy the moment and I almost always did. I really loved giving him blow jobs.

Thankfully, Corie told me about them you know them guys cumming; how to tell when they were close, and how to stop them or promote an end to the event. I must admit it was really hard for me to stay in the moment. I mean one hand was massaging my back and ass and the other was my neck and shoulders. Then he began playing with my nips and boobies. Between that and his taste and his smell, I found myself getting too lost and I wanted to be able to watch him shoot off, you know?

I don’t care what anyone else says, watching them squirt is so, I don’t know, completing? I mean, you put in all of this energy and work, if you do it right and it’s like fireworks on the fourth, you know? I loved watching him shoot. Thank God I paid attention to my sister. She told me that the first three squirts were the strongest. Those are the ones she avoided at all costs. Corie said that you simply had to jerk them in time with their squirting and that was enough to do the trick.

Okay, But she didn’t warn me about the kind like my Jimmy! He was what I now refer to as an extremely strong secretor (as in SECRETOR). I was into the ball massaging thing when I felt his hands press with more strength on my back. I also felt him begin to stiffen all over, and quake. Suddenly he roared and I couldn’t have timed it any better because my mouth came off his dick head with a pop just ahead (pardon the pun) of a stream of sperm. It was unbelievable! He shot this stream of thick creamy stuff high into the air! I thought I’d be cleaning it off the ceiling! I swear to God!

I sat there transfixed with a huge smile on my face as it fell back down with a splat on his tummy and chest. Then a second huge squirt erupted! Again I watched in awe as it fell back on my hair and face. ‘Nice’ I thought. I could envision my mom: “How was your night dear?” “Okay, mom. Oh, BTW I took a sperm bath.” “Oh, that’s nice dear.”

The third spurt was only high as the first; a good sign that this would one day end! After the third I dove down on him, taking his dick head into my mouth. I heard him groan between his roars and shouts of ‘Oh God’ and ‘fuck’.

Four, five swallows six, seven swallows.

I felt like I was on the Olympic Swallowing Team. This was my qualification round or something.

Eight nine ten eleven swallows.

That was merely a wee bit of stuff. I must say that my expectations of what would occur were not simply met, but wildly exceeded! Jimmy was so very creamy and salty. I continued to giggle even though I still had the head of his dick in my mouth.

Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen swallows.

Jimmy finally finished, or should I say his dick finished. His entire body seemed to suddenly relax as I kept sucking gently on him.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ! That was, amazing!”  He began to giggle as well.

“Really?” I had left his dick with a popping sound and was looking at him.

“Yeah” He was still catching his breath. When I saw all of the sperm puddles on his tummy and chest, I dove down and began to lick them up. I think that surprised him. Jimmy put one hand on my head and one on my back. He gently massaged me and ran his thick fingers through my hair.

I had gotten most of it when he took my face in his hands and brought my mouth to his. He kissed me. This was no ‘thanks for the BJ’ kiss. This was a heart-squeezing, suck-the-life-out-of-me kiss that left me breathless and with gazing eyes. I giggled and kissed him back this time.

I was in absolute heaven. Not only was I successful at pleasing him, but I really got off on the experience as well. I felt like I was bathed in his essence and he was now really a part of me and I was a part of him. I was dizzy with emotions and stimulated beyond belief.

But time was flying all too fast. I hopped off the couch after we both settled down and ran to the bathroom to get a wash of clothes to wipe him off. I managed to wash off what was in my hair and on my face. I pulled down my panties, tore out the liner, and wiped myself. Then I raced back with the damp, warm clothe and wiped him off as well.

As we started to put our clothes back on, we heard a car door slam. I looked at Jimmy, who was looking at me.

“Corie!” I spoke with an edge of panic in my voice.

We raced to finish dressing as we heard her key slip into the lock. We managed to take our places on the couch as the door opened and she entered our home. I was brushing Jimmy’s hair into place as she entered the family room. She walked into the family room and, as we sat watching T.V., she gazed around. She screwed up her mouth and rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, right!” She sounded upset?

“What?”

Corie walked over to dad’s reclining arm chair and reached down behind it. When she stood up, she had my bra in her hand. OMG!

“Oh my God!” I instantly crossed my arms and placed my hands over my boobies. I jumped off the couch and ran to snatch it out of her hand. Jimmy simply sat there smiling like a Cheshire Cat. I went back to the couch and sat, hiding the bra behind me. I could feel my face redden as Jimmy put his arm around me and giggled.

“It’s getting late and mom and dad will be home soon.” Corie was giving me her finest ‘pissed off older sister’ look.

“Yeah” Jimmy started to get up. “I should be going.” I looked up at him with MY best pissed-off look. I mean, I felt he was throwing me to the wolves so to speak. He looked down at me and, putting his arm around me, spoke. “Walk me out to the car.”

I kind of felt as if! But I really couldn’t resist him. He bid a good night to Corie as we left the room and headed out to his aunt’s car. As soon as we got to the driver’s door, he turned me toward him and we kissed. His holding me and us kissing was becoming second nature to me now.

“I don’t know how I’ll be able to keep my hands off of you at school.” I knew what he meant.

“I know what you mean.”

“I’ll never forget tonight.”

He’ll never forget tonight? I’ll never forget tonight! We kissed again and he got into the car telling me that he’d call me tomorrow. Then he motioned for me to go back into the house. As I closed the front door, he drove off. Now I had to face Corie.

She was sitting on the bed in her room. I changed into my nightshirt and put on a fresh pair of panties. I had wet mine through the liner during Jimmy and my, moments together? I heard Corie call my name and knew what was coming, or at least I thought I did. I walked into her room and joined her on the bed.

“What’s that in your hair?” She reached over and touch my head. OH my God, I thought I had gotten it all. Then she pulled my head over and sniffed at the spot. “Eeww!”

I couldn’t help myself; I started to giggle and couldn’t stop. Corie tried, in vain, to keep her stern ‘big sister face’, but she started giggling as well. Corie took my hands in hers as we faced each other, our faces inches apart.

“So you did it, didn’t you?” She was grinning ear to ear. I shrugged my shoulders and giggled again. “You know you kind of smell like him.”

“Yeah, I had to.”

“He didn’t force you, did he?” Her face took on a look of concern.

“No silly. I had to do it for me. You know?” She nodded her head. She understood.

Corie was relentless in her pursuit of the details. She wanted to know everything. I told her I had followed her instructions to the letter and then some. She wanted to know how big, how much, how everything! And I told her. I told her, to her surprise, that I liked what I did and would have no hesitation in doing it again. I even kind of liked the way he tasted it!

“I would never have believed it! My little sister sucked off a guy! Oh my God! As if!”

She grinned and, in a strange way, was proud of me. It’s as if I had made a rite of passage into young adulthood with that simple, well maybe not so simple, blow job. We were still speaking long after our parents returned and into the night.