It was the summer after my sophomore year of college when I really got into cocksucking in a big way. Oh before then I had some experience but nothing great. I never went down on a guy until I was 19. When I was 15 my Dad had nicknamed me 'Queenie, The Late Starter' cause my body never really developed like a girl's should. I was barely out of a training bra when I graduated high school, and was still barely a small B cup 3 years later. But I doubt that Dad was thinking about me starting on giving head either late or not late. But I am Queenie -- that's my actual, legal name - an unusual name for an unusual girl.
I had a boyfriend for part of freshman year of college and a different one that summer and I blew both of them a number of times. It didn't mean much to me one way or t'other but they seemed to want it a lot and I liked both of them well enough to let them finger fuck me so I figured why not give something back. You know? Anyhow my first blowjob was over Christmas break my freshman year and I'd guess I went south on these guys maybe 30 times over the next year and a half. Probably would have been more but it was hard to find privacy and I've never been one -- even today -- to like giving head in a car or on a park bench somewhere. I like my comfort when I'm working I guess. Which is ironic if you consider that my first decent bj was on my knees in the dirt out in the woods. But I'm getting ahead of myself now.
One thing I never would do is to let the boys cum in my mouth back then. My sister Anne, who is a year older than me, told me it was gross and I didn't need to do it to please my guy. I figured she was my expert and so took her advice. I guess probably a little precum juice must have got on my tongue but I didn't mind it and that's way different anyhow. What I did notice is how much power I had over the guys from kneeside. It was unbelievable! I mean they were nice guys overall anyhow, but still with guys they always want their own way whether its which movie to see or when we should meet up to hang out or what dress I'm going to wear on a date. But once I was on my knees it was all over -- they would do anything I wanted. I actually talked the summer boyfriend -- his name was Billy -- into inviting me to his sister's wedding while slowly licking and kissing his shaft for like an hour while we were up in his room "studying." His mother was down in the kitchen banging pots and pans around to remind us that we were not home alone. He really didn't want to have to go with a date -- but he did once he got me to seal the deal with my mouth. I kind of liked the power I guess but it really didn't do that much for me.
My friends were not much help. We were pretty much all of us giving head to our boyfriends by this age, but no one ever wanted to talk about it. I mean girls who would go on for hours about their periods or their parent's marital and financial problems or worries about the size of their tits or the sizes of their brother's dicks would get all coy and bashful if you ever said anything about cocksucking. I had figured out that most were like me -- giving it but not all the way. The only way to get information was from your own boyfriend, because the guys were all sharing notes on what each girl would give or not give. When Billy told me that one of the girls in our group, Sam, was letting his friend James cum in her mouth- well we all kind of knew she was just a slut after that and she faded away from us girls.
But then things changed. Billy and I never broke up -- he just moved away with his family in the middle of my sophomore year. So that was that and for the rest of that year I was remained single. In July I found my Dad's porn stash down in his office in a box marked 'Taxes.' I had never suspected anything about sex there but was trying to find out how much he really earned which I knew you could off the government tax forms. Imagine my surprise when what I found under some old irrelevant tax forms was a collection of videos with names like 'Oral Amateurs', 'That's Not Going to Fit in There!' and 'A Throat Named Sally.' There were about 25 of them in all plus a collection of porn mags featuring girls that looked to be about my age doing everything I had never even imagined doing.
Well you know how that sort of thing goes. I was disgusted after 10 minutes with the mags and threw them all back in the box and went out for a smoothie. I watched my Dad at dinner that night -- he seemed the same however. But I woke up the next day deciding to see a little more. That day I watched one of the blowjob videos and forced myself to watch as two girls who looked about my age swallowed load after load after load of cum from about 6 guys who had taken them on a harbor cruise. Most of the guys in the video looked normal sized -- sort of like older versions of my two boyfriends -- but one in particular was hung like the proverbial horse. The video ends with the 2 girls sucking different sections of his huge pipe because they feel bad about not being able to take him even half as deep as they did the other guys. Then they kneel in front of him while he cums on both their faces. The End.
Within a month I'd found enough privacy to watch every one of the videos and study every picture from the magazines. I never really felt turned on by what I saw, but I could feel my brain buzzing trying to process the meaning of all that sperm spilled over all those tongues and faces and shot up into all those pussies. What did it all mean?
The other thing that happened involved Annie, and that's really where this story begins. About a week after we got out of school that year, the family headed into the deep north woods for 2 weeks of vacation. We had a really nice little camp on a lake up there that Annie and I had learned to swim in as little girls. Dad only had the first week for vacation time so he was going to leave early, but Mom and Annie and I were going to be there for the duration. After Dad left it took all of one afternoon for Annie to convince Mom that it would be OK if, unknown to Dad, she invited her boyfriend Tom up for a couple of days before the weekend. Tom is this sort of OK guy, nothing special but nice enough to Annie I guess. Anyhow on his second day up he and Annie were on the raft out on the lake sunbathing and splashing around from time to time when Mom asked if I would accompany her into the small town nearby to pick up some groceries. We waved to the adorable couple on the raft and drove off but before we went a half mile my period cramps started in and I asked Mom if it would be ok if I just walked back to the camp to lay down. She wanted to drive me but something told me my business was going to require some privacy. Well I didn't exactly hurry back -- probably was timing the thing in my secret brain while my other brain was looking at the flowers and such. The cramps were not really so bad. As I turned into the last stretch I could see that Annie and Tom were no longer on the raft, and I knew it was time to hurry up just a little.
When I got to the camp I circled around back through the woods that came right up almost to the window of the bedroom Annie and I shared. The window was one of those crank out windows that's tall and thin and goes almost all the way to the floor. It was wide open, probably because I'd opened it before Mom and I left for town. I realized I could stand behind a big old oak tree that was like 10 feet from the window and from inside I could hear Annie's voice.
"Why don't you just fuck me? You never just wanna fuck."
"Baby I'm going to fuck you. I just need you to suck me for a while before I do."
"Jesus -- what is it with you and blowjobs? I mean I'm giving you my pussy."
I peeked out from behind the tree. I could see Annie standing at the foot of my bed, which was closer to the window. She had on her bathing suit bottoms, but her top was off. Her tits looked really nice then. Just kind of big enough, at least from a girl's point of view. And they stood right up on her chest with nice hard little pink nipples that pointed up. I couldn't see Tom at all and was guessing he was lying on my bed already. Then I saw Annie's face and chest going downward as she sunk to her knees. I felt a rush in my pussy. When she did that she looked exactly like one of the girls on the boat video when she sank to her knees on the deck to suck off the guy with the huge cock. She looked a little pissed off but in a kind of determined "I'll show him" way. I had to creep forward to see more.
When I did I could see Tom lying back on my bed, an arm draped over his eyes. And I could see the back of Annie's head as it went forward to lick his cock. Then she was bobbing a little. Then she stopped and took Tom's cock in her hand and started to jerk him off. I got a good view of his cock then to the side of her body and a second jolt hit my cunt. It was a really neat looking cock -- I mean a really nice size, bigger than my boyfriend's had had, smaller than the huge guy in the video, nice and thick and veiny in a very masculine way, standing hard up on its balls shiny wet from her mouth and bending backwards like a banana while Annie's little hand started stroking up and down fast. Whew!
I jumped a bit when Tom took the arm off his eyes and bent his head forward. But it sure didn't seem like he saw me. "Use your mouth slut, not your hand" was all he said before dropping back down to the pillow. Now it was Annie who jolted, and I mean her whole body stiffened and I could see her fair skin blotching red like she was getting mad. But she did it. Moved her mouth back over the cock and started to suck again.
