Hello again!

I have told you how Mr Rogers was the first man to penetrate me -  to fuck me - and we continued to have sex whenever he could arrange it. More often he told me to blow him in the car or in some alley-way. Either way, he was getting his rocks off regularly and I was learning a lot about pleasing men J

One of the ways for him to meet me was to offer me a lift into Nottingham (the nearest large town / city) where girls from our School used to go shopping etc. If I arranged to catch the bus – a usual plan  - all the girls would meet up on the way. But on those days, he would find me at the bus stop on the outskirts of the Village, drive around the back of the pub and I would slip across the road and into his car. It was relatively easy after that for him to find a quiet place for me to suck him or for him to give my little body a working over with his fingers and mouth. Many were the times I arrived in Nottingham with either a very wet, sore pussy or a tummy full of semen….  

Another convenient way for him to get a quick BJ was to pick me up on the way back from tennis practice. Early one evening in the summer when I still 13, waiting for my 14th birthday in September, I was walking back in the twilight after tennis, when I saw Mr Rogers car parked under some trees in a little park near the sports club. Making sure no-one was around I slipped into the Park and went up to his car. Mr Rogers must have been watching and waiting because as I got near he got out, came around the car and opened the back door.

“Hop in Julia”, he said quickly, “let’s go before anyone sees you”

This was pretty normal except I usually got in the front seat with him. As soon as I sat in the back seat I could see there was another man in the car with him and I was bitterly disappointed. By this time it was over a year since I first sucked his cock and Mr Rogers had been reaming out my pussy for about 8 months or so. I had got used to having sex with an adult man and I enjoyed it. Having someone else in the car was going to prevent me enjoying any sex games with him that evening.

However I was soon put right   

As Mr Rogers drove away the other man turned around and I realised that I vaguely knew him! He had two sons who were a long way ahead of me at the Grammar School (5th and 6th formers I think) and he played in a darts team at the pub where my brothers all went. He must have been in his late 40s /early 50s – quite a bit older than Mr Rogers, but much skinnier. Small, wiry.

“Jools, say hello to Danny” said Mr Rogers

“Hello” I said somewhat shyly because I could see Danny staring at me like I was a biology specimen in the lab!

"Stoop drooling, you dirty old man” chortled Mr Rogers as Danny continued to stare at my bare legs under the very short tennis skirt and my little boobies under the thin T-shirt I was wearing.

“Hey Julia”, Mr Rogers said over his shoulder as we drove along, “I was telling Danny how good you were at sucking cock and I thought you might give him a blow job. His wife will not do it for him and he hasn’t had any good sex for years.”

I barely heard what he as saying as the blood was pounding in my ears. How could he have told another man? What did he tell him about me? What was he expecting from me?

Well, at least that soon became clear as Mr Rogers tuned into one of our favourite stopping places in the woods and parked under the trees. As he had done with me so many times before.

“Hop in the back Danny-Boy, and let’s give you some fun”

I was just sitting there, dazed and confused as Danny jumped out of the car and fairly scrambled to get in the back seat next to me.    We both sat there stunned: me because this much older man was expecting oral sex from me and this man was stunned at the thought that this little schoolgirl was going to give him his first ever blow job!

“Sod this. Just kiss her and get on with it” snapped Mr Rogers from the front seat as he leered at us both. Danny leant forward and tentatively kissed my cool, closed lips.

“Give her some tongue Danny, she loves that” and, as instructed by his nasty friend, Danny tried to insert his tongue into my resisting mouth

“Oh for fuck’s sake Jools, get him hard and get on with it, we haven’t got all night!”

This snarling, sneering, sarcastic style from Mr Rogers was new to me: and I did not really like it 

But I did try to kiss him with a bit more passion and enthusiasm and Danny started to relax a little. A minute or two of snogging and then I felt him fiddling with his flies and I backed away from the kissing as he raised his bum off the seat and pushed his trousers and pants down over his thighs. I had my first glimpse of this new cock.

His cock was visibly throbbing and positively quivering. It was already slick with his leaking juices and throbbing with anticipation, excitement and frustration. The head of his cock was a bright red, a deep colour of arousal. I had seen other erect cocks of course, (although this was only my 4th penis seen close up!) but nothing like this angry colour before. Ever.

The poor man must have been in agony and it was at that point that I decided to try and make it good for him.  I was half turned towards him as his cock came free of his underpants and Danny took my hand and placed it on his cock. Like the rest of him it was smaller and thinner than Mr Rogers…. A pencil dick really.

But it was oh so hot. And oh so HARD! It was like an iron bar in my hand as my fingers curled around it and I was able to grasp it much more tightly than I could the fatter, thicker, penis of Mr Rogers.     Danny was sitting there stiff in his posture and VERY stiff in his cock

"Sod you two lovebirds,” Mr Rogers snapped, “I’m going for a fag while you try to do something worthwhile”

As he got out of the front seat and moved away from the car, Danny visibly relaxed and half smiled at me for the first time.

“Will you suck it for me?” he asked softly and gently started to tug my head down towards his groin.

By this time I realised there really was no alternative to sucking off this 50 year old and decided to try my best.

As my head started to descend I heard him muttering under his breath.

“Oh God, Oh Jesus, ohhhhh Jeeeeeee-ssssus” as my head slipped lower.  My lips brushed the throbbing, pulsing, cherry-red bell-end and he drew in his breath sharply.

“Sweet Jesus”, he breathed, “Oh sweet, sweet, Jesus”, as my lips opened a little and I slid my mouth carefully and slowly down his shaft. It was quite a novel experience for me to be able to use my tongue on an erection. In contrast, Mr Rogers’ cock almost completely filled my mouth whilst Danny was much slimmer, as I have said, and so my mouth was not so tightly stretched around it.  As my lips slid down the length of his shaft and my nose reached his pubic hair I was relieved to find how comfortable this was in comparison with having Mr Rogers’ much larger penis lodged in my mouth.

I closed my lips tightly around his cock shaft, gave a lick and started to draw my head back up.

“Sweet mother of God,” he muttered, “oh Jesus, oh Jesus!” He was in ecstasy (I hope!) as my suction engulfed his cock and my head drew slowly back up his cock. As his cock-head rested at the front of my mouth again I gave an extra hard suck and a squeeze of my lips.

“Oh JEEEEESSSSUUUUSSSS” he grunted and without any warning my mouth was immediately flooded with a torrent of hot semen that came pouring out of his poor throbbing cock. So sudden! Such a quick climax. Such a huge eruption!

I had never seen nor felt anything as strong as the flow of cum that he was ejaculating into my mouth that first time I sucked him. He must have been building up his sperm for months as the flood seemed never ending. In bad porn novels I have read rubbish about men ejaculating “gallons of cum” – which everyone knows is rubbish! But on this occasion, it almost seemed true! Danny poured more semen into me than I thought any man could produce…. I was in serious danger of choking as he filled my mouth time after time.

I sucked and swallowed and gasped and swallowed again.

Again and again and again he shot great big jets of hot semen straight into my mouth.

All the time he was calling to Jesus (!) as he experienced something he had never been able to do before – to let himself unload right inside the willing mouth of a girl / woman.

He never touched my head – he didn’t touch me at all in fact. He just sat there and revelled in the sheer delight of being able to relieve some of the pressure in his testicles and to empty himself into my willing mouth. I did not have to suck or squeeze – I just kept some pressure on his cock to create a seal to stop the semen flooding all over my face, but basically he just erupted in my mouth with no external stimulation. Maybe the sight of a 13 year old schoolgirl leaning over his groin in her tennis gear – bare legs akimbo, head bobbing up and down on his cock - was enough to keep him shooting without me needing to do anything else.  His mind and body must have been focussed on just one thing --- pumping his semen into me as fast as he could.

Even Danny had to stop ejaculating eventually and the flow of semen started to slow to a few dribbles. As his eruptions slowed, I gave a last experimental suck and was rewarded with another gasp from Danny and a final squirt of his cum into my over-full mouth.

Once I knew he was not going to unload any more into my mouth, I sat up and coughed to clear the thick, sticky semen that was filling my mouth and throat. I coughed and swallowed and swallowed some more to make sure that I got it all down and kept it down. It was not unpleasant – I have never found sperm an unpleasant taste, but there was just so MUCH of it for me to deal with and was worried that I might not be able to keep all of his cum down without retching.

Mr Rogers was a little distance away, smoking his cigarette and half watching the outline of the car from across the clearing in the woods. As he saw me sit up and start coughing he came back towards the car, stubbing out his cigarette as he got closer.

"Bloody hell Danny. You finished already? What a tosser!”

He sneered at Danny then looked at me and asked if I had swallowed it all.

I nodded, not sure I would be able to speak with all of his semen still oozing down my throat.

“Good girl. Now give me a quickie before we go home”.

He forced his way onto the back seat, making it very much more crowded. Danny hunched himself in the corner and tried to cover himself up and pull up his trousers at the same time.

Mr Rogers just unzipped himself as he sat in the corner of the back seat and pulled my head down onto his cock.

”Come on, then suck me off! Take my big fat cock and suck it dry”

He was being cruel towards Danny, I could see that, but I could not deny that his cock was much more impressive than Danny’s and even half-hard as it was, his penis was much fatter and longer than poor Danny's. My mouth quickly adjusted to having his thicker girth back in my mouth and I started to bob my head up and down his cock in the way that I knew he liked me doing it. Mr Rogers must have been enjoying showing off to his friend because he was more excited than he admitted. I could tell that he was fighting to prevent an early eruption. Having made fun of Danny’s rapid climax, I guessed that Mr Rogers wanted to hold out for longer….

But even trying to keep it going, it did not take long before I got my second load of cum into my tummy! As his orgasm started, Mr Rogers used his hands to keep my head jammed down on his cock until he had finished unloading in me. Although Mr Rogers had a much fatter, bigger cock, it was clear that Danny had ejaculated far more into me than the younger man had.

I sat back on the seat, jammed in tight between two much older grown-ups, breathing pretty heavily from the effort of sucking off two men and swallowing BOTH loads, but also from the excitement that I felt at having successfully serviced TWO adult cocks in succession.

Mr Rogers sat there brazenly displaying his slimy cock -  still poking out of his trousers and he stroked my legs.

“Feel these lovely pins Danny. Imagine the feeling when she wraps them around your neck as you lick her quim. Or when she hooks her feet over your bum as you fuck her.”

This crudity and public discussion of Danny having sex with me was so new….. and  it was scary – but even I had to admit to a thrill when Danny’s hands started to wander as he started to stroke my other leg.  Mr Rogers gently, but firmly, prised my legs apart so that he could get his hand up the inside of my thighs. By that time my skinny little legs were almost bare and completely exposed to the eyes of these two older men.       

“Wank my cock Julia” Mr Rogers told me and I was astonished to find that he was getting erect again. Obviously the stimulation of having a blow job from his little slutty schoolgirl in front of his mate was a real aphrodisiac. His penis was almost hard again and I felt it growing as rubbed his cock with his big hand wrapped on top of mine.

“Wank Danny too” he commanded and I moved Danny’s hand away from where he was hiding his smaller cock from Mr Rogers’ view and grasped his cock in my right hand. He was hard too!

Now I was suddenly handling TWO erections at the same time!!

Oh! This was an amazing experience: BOTH of my hands full of hard male meat and me trying to stroke them both at once.

Mr Rogers and Danny were both stroking my legs now and pulling them towards themselves – spreading my legs wide open and forcing my white skirt even higher. Mr Rogers invited Danny to feel my breasts and so 50 year old Danny reached over and lifted my T-shirt as high as it would go and then, without waiting to ask me (of course!) he pulled up my white training bra to expose my tits to two sets of eyes. So there I was, sitting up on the back seat. Jammed between two grown-ups, my legs hooked over their legs, my shirt pulled up over my little titties to reveal my breasts to their lecherous eyes with their cocks getting a slow gentle wank from my little hands.

Mr Rogers had worked his hand up my thigh and burrowed inside my tennis panties. (NOT very sexy panties by the way!) . Then he pushed the gusset aside and slid his finger into my pussy. I was embarrassed to realise how wet I was and how he would know how turned on I had become. Mr Rogers started to push his fingers into my pussy and then draw them slowly out, then a sudden plunge back in, making me gasp. He looked up from where he was staring at his fingers plunging in and out of my sopping pussy and grunted to his mate:

“Suck on her titties, Danny. And she really likes it if you chew on her nipples”