My sister's sorority always put up a kissing booth during the homecoming fair. She asked me to help out by keeping track of the money they raised. She was a junior at the time and I was a freshman, but I've always been good with numbers. Math just makes sense to me. And at five dollars a kiss, the math was made even easier.
Throughout the day, the sorority girls would take turns at the booth. None of them were there for very long, maybe an hour at the most. It was a treat to watch the pretty girls come and go all day. My job was to collect the money, keep track of the total, and determine which girl raised the most money.
It was getting late when I heard a mature female voice ask, "Is that little cutie on the menu? I'll pay double to kiss him!"
As I looked up from my laptop, I saw a full-figured lady staring right at me. She looked to be older than my mother. She had a chubby face with a bright, toothy smile. Her short, golden blond hair was thick well above her shoulders. Her enormous breasts were captured under a loose-fitting sweatshirt with my school's logo on the front. And she was wagging her finger in my direction.
Two of the sorority girls moved behind me and propelled me toward the counter. They told the woman that I was most definitely on the menu. The woman handed one of the girls a ten-dollar bill and leaned over the counter to get a hold of me. She grasped one of my hands and looped her other behind my neck. She pulled me toward her and soon my lips met hers. She forced her tongue into my mouth and I couldn't stop myself from moaning softly.
Until that moment I'd never been kissed. I was a nineteen-year-old virgin who had never even held a girl's hand. I had always been shy and insecure. And I completely lacked the courage necessary to ask a girl out on a date.
And now this older woman was not only kissing me, she was sucking on my tongue, licking my teeth, and nibbling on my lips. I was leaning against the counter and had no idea what I should do with my hands. After a time, I remembered watching the girls loop their arms around the boy's necks that were kissing them. So I did the same thing, I leaned further over the counter and looped my arms around the woman's neck.
When she felt my arms around her neck, her eyes opened and our lips popped apart, but she still held me, so I kept my arms around her neck. Looking right into my eyes with her lips brushing against mine, she whispered, "That's my good boy." She then glanced down while slapping another ten-dollar bill on the table.
She pulled me back to her and kissed me once again. Our tongues were sliding against each other. I was breathing heavily and my poor penis had never been stiffer. I tried to be sly as I slowly ground myself against the edge of the counter. When that kiss ended, I was left gasping for air and I know I was blushing from head to toe.
She grinned at me while fishing another bill from her pocket. "Come around to this side of the counter, Baby Boy." And she then slapped a twenty-dollar bill on the counter.
The sorority girls were cheering me on. They helped me to climb over the counter until I sat on its edge with the woman standing between my wide-spread knees. She wrapped her arms around me that time and smushed me against her soft body while sliding her tongue deep into my mouth. My back arched and I moaned into her mouth while she kissed me how I'd always dreamed of kissing a girl someday.
While holding me firmly against her large, soft body, she let one of her hands slip between us. That hand slowly made its way between my spread legs until she gently cupped the bulge of my over-excited penis in the palm of her hand. My eyes popped open but slowly drifted closed while she continued to kiss me and gently fondle my penis. The kiss eventually came to an end and as our lips smacked apart, she asked in a soft voice, "What's your name, Baby Boy?"
When I failed to answer because I was still trying to catch my breath, one of the sorority girls leaned in close and answered for me. "His name is Sam."
She smiled, kissed my lips gently, and said, "It's nice to meet you, Sammy. I'm Donna."
Donna then looked to the sorority girl who was still lingering nearby. "Excuse me, does Sammy need to stay here?"
The girl looked around for a second and then said, "No, I think we can handle it for the rest of the day."
Donna looked at me in my horny, inexperienced frenzy and asked, "Sammy, Sweetheart, would you like to come with me?"
I bit my lower lip, leaned in close to her, and asked, "Where are you going to take me?"
She nipped my earlobe with her teeth and asked, "Does it matter?" She then squeezed my desperate erection over my shorts.
Shaking my head from side to side, I slowly slid off the counter until I stood just in front of Donna. She was taller than I thought, a full head taller than me. Reaching out, she took my hand in hers. And before we walked away, she said, "Sammy, don't you want to say goodbye to your friends?"
Looking back over my shoulder, I saw my sister had recently arrived and was grinning from ear-to-ear, as were the two other girls who were standing nearby. My voice cracked when I spoke. It might have been because Donna had rested her hand on my butt and at least one of her fingers was wiggling its way to parts unknown by anyone! "Bye!"