I remember exactly what happened after that, baby doll! You were sitting all alone and surly looking at the bar, and I walked right in and sat down next to you. You weren’t very glad to see me at first, but I changed your mind.
“I’ve had a frustrating evening,” you muttered when you finally decided to say something, and I said I knew all about it. That got your attention. I figured you had already fucked Lynn the night before, but one look at your face (combined with what I saw peeking through her window) confirmed that your balls were blue, buddy!
Your whole body turned a queasy color when I mentioned peeking through the window, though. “Jesus, Molly, are you stalking me or something?” you asked. I just smiled and said stalking was too much trouble, I only wanted some first-hand data about what you were like in the sack.
What I didn’t tell you was that I had gone through my freshman year in college playing around with boys my own age, just like high school, to see if they had anything to offer me. Just like in high school, they didn’t, not really. As you know now, I was having every kind of sex except cock-to-cunt intercourse with Daddy any time I could go home. That summer, though, Daddy was over in Europe doing research and hardly ever available, so I was getting horny. Really horny!
I told you right then how hot I thought you were, too self-absorbed in your studies, but I knew all about that type, and I figured you could fuck me adequately (until Daddy came to visit, anyhow). If Lynn hadn’t stolen you away at Dr. Daniels’ party, I would have made my intentions clear the night before and saved you a lot of grief.
“I appreciate your directness,” you said after a moment. “Molly, you looked like trouble the first time I saw you.” You were damn right about that, and to prove the point, I told you I’d go down on you right here.
“Really?” Your eyebrows arched mischievously, the way I just adore. “Shall I just whip it out on the bar, then?” Your dick bulged through the front of your shorts very appetizingly, I recall.
Nothing so obvious, I said, just meet me in the men’s room in five minutes. I got up to pee and then put on three of the loudest songs the jukebox had, right in a row. I didn’t think we’d need all that much time, though it was wise of me to drown out the sound. I sauntered into the john a full minute before I said I would, but you were ready.
Lynn, that stupid cock-tease psycho! She had no idea what she was passing up that night; I knew that even before I unzipped your shorts and pulled them down your hips to reveal that dick I would worship for the rest of my days. You were already big and hard when your shorts hit the floor. No, we sure wouldn’t need all three songs.
I noted how different it was from Daddy’s – his was longer but thinner, yours just a little shorter but much thicker than any I had seen before. We measured it later at 7 inches, but you seemed a lot bigger just then, baby doll!
I knew my way around dicks, but those little boys I fooled around with always exploded by time I touched them, or else they were too drunk to get it up at all. We started making up for those squandered experiences that night.
You looked too damn tasty for me to keep my hands off of! The head of your hard dick throbbed, stabbing at the air and then into my mouth. I sucked you, softly at first while I reached down for your balls, and then more vigorously as I milked them. When I flicked my tongue at the sensitive spot under the head of your dick, I could actually feel your balls start to churn!
I remember you looked down at that point to see this crazed minx with her free hand down under her skirt, frigging herself while she sucked you off. I had only ever done that with Daddy, but the whole scene was making me crazy with lust. Did that put you over the top? One more stroke, then you were filling my mouth with blasts of your jizz. The first pulse hit the back of my throat and I just kept sucking. Two more major jets followed, and I didn’t waste a drop.
You of course were hollering too much to notice. “Oh, fuck, yeaaahhh – that’s it!” Maybe those songs weren’t loud enough? After about thirty seconds, I finished sucking you dry, but your dick wasn’t getting any flimsier.
I asked if you lived with anyone, and you said your roommate was out of town. I suggested we go to your house, and you were pulling up your shorts before I even finished the sentence. I sent you out first while I washed my hands or some shit, I don’t remember. Like anyone couldn’t have figured out what we were doing, but it was fun to think we were being sneaky!
