Anxious to look and smell nice for Tony I spent a long time in a Gardena scented bubble bath, brushed my hair for a change rather than running my fingers through it and applied a little blush and lipstick. I tried on and discarded every dress in my closet.
On the second round I chose last year's white eyelet mid-thigh length scalloped bodice and hem summer dress. It was meant to be worn with a nude slip but I chose to wear it without undies today.
The dress was a bit snug across the bust since the girls were still growing but I thought that wasn't a problem particularly when I managed to align two eyelets with my nubby nips expecting them to stay fixed in place. My dark bush was clearly visible in the mirror if I stood still; otherwise it was only a shadow.
I also traded my flip-flops for my white canvas platform sandals. I placed a daisy blossom decorated headband on and slipped a buttery yellow sweater over my shoulders that I could use to conceal my deliberate exposure should I encounter a neighbor on the way to the park.
I spotted Tony as soon as I entered the park; he was wearing the same purple shorts and sitting along the bushes right at the gap in the evergreen border. I ran over to him and as I reached him he turned and slipped into our hideaway.
I was hurt that he hadn't even said "Hello", nor commented on my dress, or even said I looked nice.
Carefully stepping through the evergreen prickliness I was surprised that he was standing just inside and he was frowning.
"If I had known you were going to be late; I would have brought my ball."
"I'm sorry Tony but it is just about one o'clock; I don't think it is yet."
"Well I've been waiting for a long time."
Was it my fault that he had come early? He grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the milk crates. Reaching them he backed up to the wall and pulled me to him. His hands dropped down to my hips and he was raising my skirt as he nuzzled my neck. His palms found my naked cheeks and he began to spread and squash them. The air felt good as my butthole was exposed to the air repetitiously but it wasn't that erotic.
Leaving one hand to do its work; he reached up and grabbed my left tittie, ignoring my exposed nipples. He finally kissed me and I could taste beer on his breath. He lips and tongue were all over my face; that and the fact that he was panting made the image of a dog flash through my thoughts. Although he wasn't doing much for me; I could feel his excitement growing between our pressed together bodies.
When he tried to push me down to my knees, I resisted and stepped back from him.
"Hold on Tony; let me take off my nice clean dress."
Not offering to help me with the zipper he huffed in frustration and looked aggravated.
"Well hurry up."
"You first."
He groaned like I was asking for some kind of problematic indulgence; then pushed his shorts down and let them drop around his ankles. He didn't even step out of them. At least he had left his yellowed jockstrap at home.
I wanted his attention so I did some swaying, adding bumps and grinds as I removed my sweater, and placed it on the closest overturned milk crate. I unzipped myself and let the dress slide slowly down my body. I caught it, gingerly stepped out of it, folded it and placed it on top of my sweater.
Looking at Tony's cock I thought it seemed to be shrinking from its half hard state just moments ago. My cute little striptease that I had practiced at home hadn't excited him at all. I decided to take charge.
"Make your beautiful love muscle hard for me, Tony." To encourage him I clutched my breasts and jiggled them for him as an incentive.
"Fuck no! I'm not going to stand here and jack-off for you."
I took a huge, huge gamble knowing that I really wanted to have his manhood in my mouth to practice on. I wanted -- needed to have his cum stimulate my taste buds; coat my mouth and fill my greedy tummy.
He kicked at the dirt and nearly lost his balance since his shorts hampered his temper tantrum.
I had to prove to myself that I had Roxie's power. "Make it ten good long slow ones -- just for me, Tony."
He actually blushed but started to prime the pump as he stared at the ground. An important fact stamped itself in my brain. For all his worldly experience in college he was no more than an overgrown kid. It was painfully obvious that he wasn't my knight in shining armor but fortunately he had a cock and truthfully that was all I needed for him to provide.
"I... I'm ready", he said looking at my chest, not my eyes. At least he unwittingly acknowledged that I had lady parts. His own effort was awfully quick; I should have had him count the strokes out loud. I giggled and made a note to have him do that the next time.
"Come on Andi, I need you real bad."
Not concerned with his needs but having my own I dropped to my knees and kissed the head as he pushed his now firm man meat against my lips. I started to lick the side of his length.
"No baby, just suck it. Suck it real hard."
Angered by his lack of appreciation for Roxie's special intro I did as he ask; not for him, but because my genuine need was having his cock embedded in my mouth. I stayed out at the tip, working the crown just inside my mouth with my tongue and not putting the energy out that bobbing up and down took. Of everything I had tried so far, this technique was my favorite, so I went with it.
"Suck baby, suck. Just like that!"
It was convenient that he was pleased with my choice. He began to throb and my own juices were building. Maybe we could hit it together on this first try.
He had placed his hands gently on the sides of my face, not behind my head so I didn't bat them away. His hands acted like blinders and enhanced my concentration.
I was going down his length farther than yesterday with ease. His mushroom was popping in and out of my throat without any effort on my part. The momentary blockage seemed acceptable, even natural. My mind was spinning, my nips were bursting, and my kitty was swelling and getting wet. This was fabulous!
His body stiffened, signaling that he was approaching blastoff. I reminded myself to pull back when he started to spurt so I could taste his thick sea water cum. (Roxie had written that thinking of cum as sea water or saltwater taffy helped accept it as more pleasant than it sometimes was.)
Oops! Tony came straight down my throat as he jabbed his cock forward. I pulled back and scolded myself for not keeping my head in the game, although sucking cock wasn't a game; it was a serious yet delightful adventure.
I was in deep delight as I swirled the second, third, fourth spurts and then the steady pulsating dibbles from Tony's fountain. Tony wasn't cooperating as he was trying to extricate his cock -- my cock from my mouth.
"Wow! Jimmy LIKE! Jimmy WANT!"
That voice wasn't Tony's! It was loud enough to be heard blocks away.
In a panic I jerked my head toward the voice as Tony dropped his hands away. A familiar short heavy-set guy was standing in the secret pathway just a few feet from us. He had his fist in front of his gut; his khaki shorts around his knees and in his extended hand were two one dollar bills.
He had obviously jacked-off while watching me suck Tony as his hand was coated in cum. I hadn't heard him because of the slurping I had been doing and I hadn't seen him sneak up on us because Tony had blocked my peripheral vision.
DAMN TONY!
I look up at Tony with fire in my eyes. "Who the HELL is this?" My question was purely a reaction.
I knew who the intruder was; it was the wandering young man that looked like a teenage boy with a listing head, simple gate and unfocused eyes that everyone in town called Dimwit. He wasn't exactly a midget; he was taller than pictures I had seen, but he had the figure of one. He had Popeye arms and legs.
He was always dressed in clean, crisp clothing but even so I had avoided interacting with him when out shopping because he acted strange all the time walking back and forth on first one side of the street of the two business district blocks and then the other with his hands busy in his pockets. He never bothered anyone yet everyone gave him extra space when passing him.
Many of the girls from school had at one time or other sat on the bench in front of the bank to watch him play with himself and teased him when he passed by. They would ask him questions just so he would stop, face them and play with himself much to their delight.
"He's my parents' neighbor's kid. He's kind of slow and lonely. I told him you would suck him off twice for two dollars."
Tony pulled his shorts back up. His explanation reminded me that he hadn't offered me a dollar today.
FUCK! I couldn't believe I let that word even enter my mind in this absurd situation. I had been caught giving a blowjob right here in public. Caught wasn't precisely the right word for it; Tony had set me up!
It was obvious that Tony had concluded that I was just a neighborhood slut good for a cheap thrill. Thinking back I couldn't really blame him for misunderstanding my motives when I flashed him so deliberately and willingly followed him behind the bushes. I couldn't change his opinion now, and as long as he wanted me to blow him or any of his friends I would.
Why not? I was the one collecting all the benefits. I would be a Grade-A cocksucker by the end of summer.
I started to question what Roxie would do in this circumstance, but knew I had no choice. Actually, what was I worried about? I had another cock to practice on!
Dimwit shuffled forward, still holding out the money.
"Put the money on top of my dress, honey. What's your name?"
"Ji... Jimmy."