The following afternoon after school was like a lot of my afternoons through the rest of our senior year: Mindy and I went straight to her parent's house where nobody was home and she'd suck my cock. For the rest of the year, even when she had boyfriends, I stuck it down her throat several times a week.
We were still "just friends", but a new understanding of what our relationship was quickly developed. We still acted the same way when other people around, but in private she was my slut.
What I'm thinking about today is the first time she sucked my cock. It was still about a week before homecoming and the day after my first handjob.
I knew that I was going to get some head that afternoon. The reason I knew is that she slipped me a note in math class. I still have the note. It read "Please let me suck your cock after school?" The dynamic of it amazed me at the time. I felt like I should be the one saying "please" to her, but she really wanted to do it, and she must have wanted me to know how bad she wanted it.
I wish I could say that I sent her back a sexy note, but at the time I didn't know how to respond and gave her kind of a weak affirmative nod.
Naturally, for the rest of the day that's all I could think about. I was still a geek to everybody else in school, but I was suddenly a king to this girl.
We went to her parent's house after school. Mindy's mom wouldn't be home for about two hours and her dad had a job that kept him on the road for days at a time.
I did my best to act cool, but she could probably tell that I was sort of nervous. She was the exact opposite, like a kid in a candy store.
That day Mindy was wearing her trademark knee-length skirt and a brown sweater. She had her hair pulled back into pigtails with matching brown bows. I didn't remember her ever wearing pigtails before, and I liked it.
I really didn't say much as we walked into her house, then into her dining room. She snuck a little whiskey out of her parent's alcohol. They never noticed if we just took a little here and there.
I sat down at the dining room table and started nursing my drink while Mindy stood behind me for a minute, massaging my shoulders. Soon, she crawled under the table and started unzipping my fly.
Up to this point, neither of us had said very much except a little small talk. She spoke up now, giddy and giggling. "Here's what's weird about growing up. I've had dinner at this table every day since I was a little girl. Now I'm eighteen and I'm going to suck a dick at it."
I couldn't see Mindy very well under the table unless I leaned back. I did so to watch her pull my trophy out of my pants. She let out a little gasp like she was seeing it again for the first time.
"I still can't believe how big it is! Have you ever measured it?" She started stroking my warm meat in both of her hands.
"I'm not sure how big it is exactly," I lied. It's almost exactly a foot long, and I knew it.
"Well, it's bigger than my head," she said, and demonstrated by laying it across her face.
She licked up and down the shaft some, and around the head. Then she added, "I love your huge balls, too. I bet they're full of more cum than most guys could shoot in a week."
Mindy started sucking on one of my balls, and struggled to get it in her mouth. Remember, it was the first time I'd experienced that and it felt amazing. She stopped to breathe for a second and added to her thought. "Most guys balls are easy to put in your mouth, like a grape. Yours are like oranges!"
