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  “You know,” Sheila said, turning her head to the side as her face grew rather red. “You know...”

  Obviously the girl had something of grave importance to discuss, but her fine and proper lady-like upbringing prevented her from speaking it. Johnny, god bless his soul, was left to play the dangerous game that so many other men find themselves trapped in... read the girl's mind!

  Unfortunately, he didn't have a great track record of winning this game. And in most cases, an argument or angry outburst would ensue shortly.

  “Uhhh...” He stuttered, still gawking at her breasts. Mmm, how those supple tits, supported by a sex-laced bra, provided such ample cleavage! He wished at once to ram his face down and in between those mountainous handfuls of tit and nipple.

  “Uhhh, what?” Sheila remarked, still looking slightly in the other direction.

  “Uhh yeah,” Johnny replied after Sheila shook him back to reality. “Yeah, what?”

  “Haven't you ever wondered?”

  “...about?” Johnny said once more.

  “Oh for christ's sake, Johnny! Fucking! I'm asking if you've ever been curious about fucking! Do you think about fucking me!”

  Perhaps the young lass needed a refresher course on her lady etiquette... at any rate, for the first time in the history of humankind... a man understood what a woman was asking!

  “Whaaaa!” Johnny gulped, reeling back with shock.

  This kind of talk was so unusual for his girlfriend to mention. Downright nonexistent, in fact! In all the while they'd been dating, she'd never once made mention of anything sexual, not even in the slightest comment. Nor had she provided the horny lad with any relief of a lewd nature... not even a kiss! Although, she had allowed him to hold her hand – while in public, at that – and give her decently lengthy hugs. A cherished time where Johnny would linger for perhaps longer than he should have, loving the sensation of Sheila's large funbags pressing into his own chest.

  “Well?” Sheila spat back, folding her arms across her chest.

  “I mean, uh, yeah...” Johnny replied, rubbing the back of his neck as if he'd just admitted to taking the last slice of pizza from the family box.

  “You do, huh?” His girlfriend inquired, raising an eyebrow rather seductively.

  Although, the boy didn't quite catch onto her little signal. They rarely do... and so, he treaded lightly, lest there be yet another shouting assault on his person.

  “I mean I think you're gorgeous Sheila. But I don't ever...” He paused.

  “Don't ever what?” His lovely lady friend asked, leaning forward, and as she did so those magnificent tits were pushed right back into eyesight. Johnny was helpless. The damage had been done. Like a dog seeing its master grab the leash of the hook – he knew it was time!

  “Don't ever stop thinking about railing your tight little, wet pussy!” The lad blurted, eyes glued to her boobs.

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  “Oh...” Sheila said, quite slowly.

  And here there remained a tense moment of silence, where neither side, not man or woman, spoke a word. The lusty lad wasn't sure if he'd just blown his chance of ever having a girl as sexy and tight-bodied as Sheila suck on his manroot... he sat frozen, petrified stiff with the eternal fright of a sexless existence.

  But then, it happened... Sheila's plump lips lifted upward, taking on the shape of a very pleased, delightful smile. Yet not without its sinister, seductive side. For she had been bitten by the bug of lust! And the only thing on her mind was – sex! Sex! Sex!

  “That's hot to hear, Johnny,” she whispered, reaching out a hand to stroke his thigh.

  The boy gulped, nearly smacking her in the face. This was the most action he'd seen in his entire life. The moment was not wasted!

  “It is?” He questioned in total disbelief – though his eyes had not left the sight of her marvelous tits. The virgin knockers were beyond perfection! How he would love to slide her shirt down and to the side, exposing those glorious, round jugs! And then run his eager tongue along the skin, following it down until he reached the hard nipple... where he would swirl it around in his mouth, ever so expertly, nearly bringing the girl to the brink of orgasm – or so he'd like to think.

  A quick titty suffocation performance would be just as good, anyway. Slobbery, sexy, and satisfying!

  “Mmhmm,” she nodded, reassuring every taboo, rotten urge in the boy's body! Hearing his girlfriend concede to the very thought which had been dominating his brain for months... what a victory!

  He nearly shouted, hooped and hollered with joy. The young man had never been happier in his life, and this was before anything had actually been done! Try to picture his utter satisfaction if he ever did feel those warm lips of Sheila find their way around that thick, hard cock of his! Oooh...

  The man had to let out a sigh of anticipation.

  “I mean, do... you...” Here he stuttered left and right, clearly flabbergasted by the situation. In his mind, the conversation had gone much smoother. All those classy lines of dialogue which make a girl's southern slit drip like an exploding fire hydrant... they were nowhere to be seen! Abandoned right in the heat of battle! A typical fate for most virgin lads... “I mean, uh... why do you ask?” He tried to cover.

  “Well,” Sheila smiled, turning even redder than before, as her hand began to slide up the leg of Johnny – growing dangerously close to his raging hard-on! The one that had spawned instantly, as it were, right in the moment when she had confirmed his most sought after inner-desire.

  “I heard Kelly the other day,” Sheila continued, referring to her stepmother of several years. “She was talking to her boyfriend. They were sitting on the couch, and I was kind of... hiding in the backroom, just watching them. You know, to see what they would do.”

  “What did they do?” Johnny leaned forward. He'd always had a crush on the older, seductive Kelly – ever since he first laid eyes on her. Though he'd never tell Sheila this. Oh my, the problems it would cause! Though perhaps he could have acted a little less intrigued by his girlfriend's current story. The mere mention of Kelly's name had sent him craning forward, eager to hear the lewd details. The little pervert...

  “They started feeling each other a little. You know, running their hands on their bodies. He grabbed Kelly's... boobs and started squeezing them. Her hand went down to his... his dick!” Sheila shouted the words, as if confessing to a terrible crime. And here she waited, attempting to gauge the reaction of Johnny.

  It was clear to see, by the growing bulge in his pants, that he wished for her to continue – and indeed, she did.

  “Then they started kissing. Real hot and heavy. The kind of stuff you see in the movies or something, you know.”

  “Then?” Johnny inquired, already dreaming heavily of Kelly and her enticing body. The way he'd fantasized more than a few times about, as he jerked his joystick at night.

  “Well, she started removing her shirt. I could see her shoulders first, and the red bra strap, I remember those quite clearly. Her red straps... and the way her boyfriend pulled them free of her body...” Here the two lovers took a moment to sigh in reverie, their naughty bits growing wetter by the moment. Sheila's little tale was most assuredly getting them fired up. Where it would go, nobody knew – but Johnny sure as hell wanted to find out!

  “And then,” the girl resumed, “she was sitting there with her boobs tits hanging out!” It seemed dear, sweet innocent Sheila had grown a little accustomed to using the foul language of the time.

  “You saw Kelly's tits?!” Johnny shrieked, more than a bit excited. Too excited it seemed...

  “Uhh, yeah, that's what I said,” Sheila raised an eyebrow.

  “Oh yeah...” He moaned in response. “How did they look?”

  “Look? I'm not sure – nice, I guess? You know they're big and round. Those MILFy boobs. I'm sure they look good to most people. Yeah, I thought they were nice,” Sheila told him.

  “Oh they do look real nice...” Johnny si
ghed like an adoring fan.

  “Excuse me?” Sheila rasied her eyebrow once more, none too pleased.

  “I mean, uh, they probably feel awful though!” He attempted to cover.

  “Uh huh...” His girlfriend nodded with a look of contempt. “Anyway, her boyfriend was sucking on them and licking and biting and everything else!”

  “Biting her nipples?!” Johnny nearly fainted on the spot.

  “Yes!” Sheila confirmed, a truly eye-opening experience.

  “Then what?” The boyfriend asked.

  “Then? Are you serious, Johnny? Are you really asking me what happened next?” In this disdainful pose, Sheila's breasts were looking remarkably delicious. The big orbs of feminine sexuality... calling out to Johnny, as he imagined biting down on Kelly's warm nipples. How he loved seeing her come in on a cool day, wearing a skin-tight shirt of course, and spotting the knobby things poking out against the material. A most attractive sight to the young man... yet another that he stored in the ol' spank bank for late night frenzied beat-off sessions. His mind had archived more images, poses, and sounds from Kelly than anything else!

  As is standard in most men, they hold about 95% of brain power for erotic imagery and the remaining 5% to fulfill those fantasies – usually done with a quick jerk and loads of shame.

  But today... today might be different, at last! Sheila was turning him on with this naughty story, and she herself seemed to be prepared to go all the way this afternoon. The girl had, after all, asked him if he was at all curious about the wanton act of fucking.

  “And then?” He repeated, smiling broadly like an eager child at story time.

  “And then...” Sheila continued. “I saw it...”

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  “...It?” Johnny paused, not sure how he felt about this news. Picturing the sexy Kelly was easy enough – but adding in the boyfriend's cock? That might be crowding in on his little fantasy a bit.

  “Yep,” Sheila nodded. “He whipped it out and she dropped down, started sucking on it right away! And he looked pretty big too, but Kelly slurped down that whole thing without even a warmup!”

  The fanciful lass wasn't sure what to make of this scene. She'd always heard of the difficulty in deep-throating. Apparently Kelly was immune to these pitfalls.

  “She was...” Johnny repeated, still in disbelief.

  “Sucking, yep,” Sheila intoned, starting to take pride in her position as the seductive raconteur.

  “Is that... why you asked, Sheila?” Johnny finally managed to sputter out, once he set aside the imagine of Kelly slobbering all of his throbbing dick. And what with Sheila's hand still lingering directly beside his stiff erection... it wasn't hard to fantasize! If only he could convince this young, virgin girl to give her tongue a taste of his cock. Sure, she wasn't Kelly – but he could make do in this moment! Johnny was flexible like that. Kind of how he imagined Kelly to be.

  “Hmm, I guess so...” She agreed, still wet between her legs and eyeballing her boyfriend's member – the very one prodding against the inside of his pants. It was the most obvious boner she had ever witnessed. Sheila even spotted it pulsated against the material – and what appeared to be a wet spot at the end of his love lance, right there at the tip. Evidently Sheila wasn't the only one with lusty drippings taking place...

  “So,” Johnny said after a brief pause – one in which he dreamed of Sheila lowering down to taste his virgin manhood. “Do you... want to try?”

  “What?!” Sheila squealed. Apparently she hadn't lost all of her good-girl reservations, or at least the will to pretend as much. But in truth... with the way her pussy ached for action and her mouth longed for a liquid load, their fate was all but sealed!

  “I mean, if you wanted to,” Johnny said, raising a hand in defense.

  “Well... ok!” Replied the horny girl.

  And with that, Johnny felt an even bigger jolt of excitement course through his throbbing manhood! He had to stop himself from doing a full on fist pump into the air and running around in a victory gallop, so intense was the eagerness. He was going to get his dick sucked! At long last!

  Every virgin lad loves this moment in time. When he's able to look down and see a pretty face, some plump lips and an open mouth wrap around his little willy.

  “Should we... get your pants off then?” Sheila asked, quite hesitantly, as she cast her gaze toward his pants – as if they were an enigma.

  “I think so,” her boyfriend replied.

  And with that, Sheila slid her hand up all the way! Placing it right atop his boner hiding beneath the trousers. A large, sturdy thing... both boy and girl moaned a sigh of pleasure. The first sexual contest had begun! Sheila patted his dick a few times then, almost as if it were a happy puppy. Johnny hadn't a clue what she was doing, so he took the initiative by reaching down and undoing the button and zipper for her – then sliding them down his hips. It was then just a pair of boxers that separated his boner from fresh air and Sheila's warm lips.

  The pair of lovers felt their hearts beginning to race. The thrill of sexual adventure was at hand!

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  But, they weren't alone... another pair of lusty eyes was staring on – watching, waiting, hoping...

  There Sheila was, watching Johnny rearrange his cock so that it popped up through the front hole in his boxers... the meat wand shot into view! She let out a gasp in both horror and delight... never having seen one in person like this. How delicious it looked! The big head, thick shaft and pleasant color. It appeared to be quite a tasty treat, and she at once felt herself longing to feel it exploring the back of her throat – or at least to swirl her tongue around the tip and see what all the fuss was about, dicks and such you know.

  “Should I, you know?” She asked.

  “Yeah, I think so,” Johnny nodded, already lifting his hips toward her mouth – the eagerly little welp!

  “Ok...” Sheila whispered.

  And with that, she stooped her head low and true – with her mouth held open, she felt the first cock of her life head past her lips! A bit of precum already dripping down the tip, greeting her tongue with a sweet taste of satisfaction.

  “Mmm...” Sheila moaned, reaching a hand down to stroke at his erect cock, hoping to coax out even more of the clear dessert.

  “Do you know how?” Johnny asked, his eyes bulging with both excitement and fear – mirroring those of Sheila.

  “Of course!” She spat, as if offended by some great insult. “Didn't you hear me say I was watching Kelly! I can do that, easy!”

  And here Johnny began to wonder just how much truth was in her statement. Was simply watching a sexual act the same as learning it? He certainly didn't seem to think so... or all the countless hours of porn he'd viewed his life would have made him a master cocksman!

  “Oh, ok,” he nodded, leaning back on the couch awaiting his heavenly treat.

  Mmm, how wonderful her mouth looked! Those glistening lips... and ohhhh, there she was! Spreading them around Johnny's cock!

  “Oh my god!” He shouted. “You're actually doing... it?”

  But the words came with a reserved, almost unsatisfied tone. Apparently the sensation wasn't all he had expected. Sheila stuck the cock into her mouth and began bobbing up and down, as she had seen Kelly doing – but not with quite the same effect, as it were.

  Evidently watching wasn't the same as learning!

  “Mmm!” She moaned, attempting to sound sexy. “This is just how Kelly did it!” Sheila roared out as she withdrew the long man-stem for a moment.

  “Uhhh, was it?” Johnny sputtered, in disbelief that Kelly would ever deliver such a terrible feeling. “You're sure?”

  “What, big boy?! You don't like it?”

  “Oh I do!” Johnny yelled without hesitation. For even though he was a virgin, he knew NEVER to critic or belittle a woman's blowjob, at least not if he ever wanted another in his life...

  “I thought you would, big dick!�
�� Sheila winked, lowering back down to resume her awkward slurps and uncouth gags. Trails of slobber ran down his long pole, pooling at the bottom.

  “Oh... oh...” Johnny spoke with a monotone. “Oh baby... it feels... so good...” Trying to think of what they'd said in porn videos, but he wondered if the men in those actually enjoyed the acts being delivered upon their willies. He was hopeful this current knob-slob was the standard... or he might as well give up on sex right now!