Hello again

Here are the events that taught me how to suck off adult men !

I hope it gives you as much pleasure to read about it as it did for me to remember it all

My “best friend” in the 1st-3rd year at Grammar School was Mandy (Amanda) and we went to lots of things together, including the Youth club. Our Dads used to take turns delivering and collecting us and dropping us off at our homes. One night when I was 12, nearly 13, Mr Roberts, Mandy’s Dad took her home first. He had told us that he wanted to see my Dad about something, so Mandy needed to go straight home to finish her homework or something. This wasn’t unusual. Anyway, we were going back the normal way to my home when he suddenly turned the car into the Sports Ground and drove round the back of the Sports Pavilion.

Obviously I was a bit worried but we had been chatting away and I didn’t really think to say anything until he stopped the car turned sort of sideways to me and asked me if I had a boy friend ! Well, I was shocked. Your friend’s Dad shouldn’t be talking about that. I told him I didn’t have one, which was true and that my Mum and Dad though I was too young to start going out with boys. He said something corny like me being pretty or something and then leaned over and kissed me !

Well, I was really shocked. I had played around with kissing (with Mandy as it happened) and one of my “boyfriends” at a birthday party, but nothing serious or like ‘proper’ kisses. When he unzipped his trousers and dragged my hand down to touch his erection I was shocked. I was obviously alarmed because it was Mandy’s father, but not as shocked as I might have been if I hadn’t already become very familiar with that part of a man’s anatomy!

But I must have gasped because he acted very excited about how I was going to grow up now. I actually gasped because although I had been handling and servicing cocks for three years, this penis was much, much, bigger and thicker than either of my brothers. In fact, even allowing for my inexperience at that time (when everything would have seemed big!) I still think it was one of the largest (thickest) cocks I ever handled He must have realised that his was not my first hand job when my hand quickly and automatically slipped into the familiar stroking and squeezing motion. He must have thought I was lying about not having a boy friend, Certainly he never knew about how I did my learning about cock-handling with my brothers.

 I don’t think I stroked him for long before he reached over, grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my head onto his cock.

Even this I had done before and kissed the end of it like I did to my brothers. But he wanted more and told me to open my mouth and suck him! I tried to get as much of his fat cockhead in my mouth as I could but really I suppose only part of it must have been in my mouth that first time. All I remember is that within a few seconds my mouth was flooded with his sperm. Because of the extensive training I had experienced with my brothers, I knew exactly what was happening even though they had never ejaculated into my mouth itself. Even the smell and taste were vaguely familiar (I did use to take a little taste of my big brother’s spunk when I was left on my fingers !)

Mr Rogers seemed to pump an enormous amount of semen into me and I had to struggle to keep it all in my mouth. He grunted to me that I had to swallow it so I didn’t make a mess in his car and because he was still holding my head on his cock I dutifully did so. 

That was the first time I “swallowed” and after that I think I have always done so… whether or not the man asked me to Of course it was a little bit awkward when we got home but I think he found a reason to talk to my Dad another day… 

After that first time when he realised I wasn’t going to say anything, Mandy’s Dad found lots of ways to get me alone and I always ended up sucking him off. Often he would drop Mandy off first and I would have his cock in my mouth as we drove along the darkened streets. He preferred a blow job to a hand job and, as he pointed out, there was no mess when I swallowed all the evidence!

Actually I never really objected to doing it because it was very exciting for a 12 year old girl to be doing something so naughty with a 42 year old adult and it was very gratifying for me to be able to make a grown-up shudder and shake and moan out my name as he had an orgasm. And I quickly learned to enjoy the taste of an adult's semen being pumped into my tummy. Mr Rogers (I always called him that) had semen that seemed thicker and more mature than my brothers. But that was probably my imagination because I know that teenage boys have very potent sperm ! 

This went on for a few months until I was just over 13 when we had the chance of being in the house alone together and he fucked me on my little girlie bed. But that is another story, which I might tell you later if you ask me to