When I was a senior in college in the 60's, several of my friends and I let a girl practice her blow job technique on us during a road trip. Jane was a freshman. Earlier in the year she had lost her virginity to one of my friends. He thought he was in love with her at first, but then he got tired of her. Bill told me that he had tried to get her to blow him several times, but he just could not talk her into letting him put his cock in her mouth. She was cute. She was a little plump in the ass, but she filled out a pair of bell bottomed jeans perfectly. I had no trouble believing Bill when he told me that doggy style was her favorite position. She had nice round tits. She dressed like a hippie and she never wore a bra. Jane lived in a sorority house, but even after she and Bill went their separate ways, she would occasionally come over to our apartment to party. Several of us tried to get in her pants, but Bill was the only one that ever succeeded.
For spring break in 1966 we decided to go on a road trip to Florida. Six of us piled into a VW bus and headed out. We did not have much money, but we had a lot of smoke. At the last minute, Jane asked if we would give her a ride to meet some of her friends who had left a few days earlier. It was fine by us, because she offered to help on gas money. We all kidded her and told her that she either had to pay for the gas or put out if she was going to ride. She blushed in embarrassment and told us she had plenty of money. Our plan was to drive non-stop and we figured it would take two days.
When we left Minnesota, it was snowing and sleeting. We could not wait for some warm weather. By the second day, we had driven to where the weather had warmed and everybody started stripping off cold weather clothes for shorts and T-shirts. We stopped for gas at a truck stop early on the second day. The sign advertised showers and Jane informed us that she was going to shower. While we waited, we toked up the hash pipe and got stoned. When Jane emerged from the showers, she was dressed in a pair of short white shorts and a cropped off T-shirt. Everybody had an instant hard-on. I could see the outline of her bikini panties beneath her shorts and I was sure she did not have on a bra. Things were looking up.
As we headed out, we offered Jane a hit from the hash pipe and some wine. It was not long before she was completely stoned. She had to lean up over the back of the front seat to hand off the pipe to the guys in the front seat. Every time she bent over the seat, we had a good view of her ass and her tits were clearly visible beneath the cropped off T- shirt. I was convinced that she knew she was giving us a show and was enjoying it. I finally gathered enough courage and asked her to show us her tits. She giggled and raised her top exposing her tits. She immediately put her top back down, but nobody was going to let her get away with that.
We started chanting "Take it off! Take it off!" The strong hash had stripped her of inhibitions. I could tell she was turned on. Her nipples were clearly visible beneath the thin fabric of her T-shirt. Her face was flushed. She shrugged her shoulders and pulled the T-shirt over her head. She took a few more hits off the wine bottle while we all admired her tits. One guy asked if he could see her panties.
She looked confused - like a deer caught in the headlights. I think it suddenly dawned on her and us that it was not a matter of whether she was going to get fucked, it was a question of how many times!! Then she took us all by surprise and turned the tables on us. She blurted out "Will you guys teach me how to give a good blow job?"
Everybody's jaw dropped. I am not sure any of us believed what we had heard. I had to hand it to her. For a girl about to be gang banged, she showed tremendous presence of mind to take control of the situation. She was still going to get fucked, but on her terms. Everybody looked around at each other and then the silence was broken by somebody who yelled "right on!"
The sound of zippers was deafening. Bill, a 6'7" basketball jock, was first. He said "Honey, lose the shorts." Jane looked at him quizzically and he explained "You can't give a good blow job unless your completely naked." Like a robot, Jane unzipped her shorts and wriggled out of them. She still had on her pink bikini panties which left nothing to the imagination, but before she could pull them off she froze. Bill had dropped his pants to reveal a huge throbbing cock. It must have been ten inches if it was an inch.
