Strange Love, or: How I learned to stop worrying and love to suck cock
**Disclaimer: All characters in this story are over the age of 18, and no minors are involved in any way**
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I guess I write things now. A lot of my newest friends have asked me about the path that led me here, and other than drowning my mind in erotic fiction and online porn, the biggest influence was my kinky-as-fuck boyfriend when I had just turned 18.
Mark was a little older than me, and we met when we went to high school together in the outskirts of Austin. He had just graduated and I was a senior; he was into punk music and metal and loud angry stuff and I was going into a gothy phase, wearing black clothes and generally being a girl that typical Texas 18 year old girls avoided. So by the time Mark and I started hanging out, I didn't have very many close friends and almost no experience in sex.
I was a virgin when we met, and barely knew how to deal with my own feelings of horniness and boys and my own body.
I was always skinny, and not very gifted in the breast area, and in Texas, big boobs are part of the culture as much as beer, guns and football. I didn't really have anything that Texas guys liked.
Mark was a dark, brooding guy and teenage me just wanted to impress him and be liked. So we would hang out in his parents' guest house a lot and listen to music and make out and smoke weed. It wasn't long before he started rubbing me inside my pants, or under my skirt.
I had played with myself before but Mark was way better. Plus, he knew the right words to say that made me melt, drip and explode. I didn't know what he was doing at the time, but I'm sure it would have looked obvious to anyone with half a brain. Mark did a pretty good job of preventing me from thinking too much about anything.
At first it was just like playful filthiness; what we wanted to do to each other while he teased my pussy with his hands. He let me know it was easier when I wore my little goth skirts and I pretty much stuck to that for most of the time we were together.
I call him my boyfriend but if you had asked him I'm not sure if he would have called me his girlfriend. Sometimes I wonder what he said about me when I wasn't there; how much dirtier it was than the stuff he whispered in my ear while he rubbed my clit until my brains dropped out.
After he got me used to getting the most amazing orgasms at his hand, he started moving the boundaries a little further out. He started talking about my mouth on his cock. We had talked about it while making out and watching movies and stuff before, but now it was about what a little slut he wanted me to be for him. How much of a good girl I wanted to be for him.
Before I knew it I had lost control over my own orgasms. I could cum on my own, and I did, but usually it was the thoughts Mark put in my head that would push me over the edge. I can remember nights where I laid in bed trying to fantasize about the sweet sexy things I had imagined before I started becoming slutty, and not being able to get off until I pictured his whispered commands and my eager obedience.
He edged my dripping cunny until I begged him to let me suck his cock. It has taken maybe 6 months from when we started dating , from me being a naΓ―ve innocent virgin to being a slut on my knees learning to suck cock by his instructions.
He would still bring me to the edge of orgasm, or have me touch myself or use a toy while I worshipped his cock, but making me hold out until he came in my mouth before letting me climax. And they were intense! I had nothing to compare them to, but in my mind they were the best feelings I had ever felt before. And Mark mixed them with these new feelings of submission, obedience, and my inadequacies of my small tits and low self esteem.
I loved sucking his cock. He really made me feel like he was doing it for me, that sucking cock was my reward for being a good slut. I was getting addicted to all of it too; the edging, the kneeling, dressing slutty, the things he would say to me while I sucked or touched myself. I thought it was all fun and sexy games. Mark had plans for me though.