All characters in the story are fictional. Any resemblance to any person is coincidental and all characters are above 18. I had posted this story before, but have reposted it with some modifications.
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How did this happen? How did she end up half-naked and on her knees in front of a guy she first spoke to three days ago? How did she find herself staring open mouthed at an erect pulsating cock for the first time in her life?
Her conflicted mind had paralyzed her. She was breathing heavily, perspiration building up on her forehead making her brown skin glisten. Her eyes watering with fear, and her cunt moistening with anticipation. Should she do it?
Karan gazed down at Rasika, eyes filled with lust and malice. He reveled at his accomplishment while seated on the couch. Finally, he had been successful in Rasika down to her knees; so close to convincing her to give her first blowjob, and to receive his first as well. He couldn't wait to get his cock inside her warm mouth past her moist lips. Both their sweaty bodies heaved under their heavy breaths, suspended in that decisive moment which would change their relationship forever or end it.
She looked at the first cock she had ever seen with wide eyes and a worried look on her face. The sight of the throbbing member getting indelibly imprinted in her memory. Her eyes ran over his shaft wondrously taking in the long appendage jutting out from between his legs, the two wrinkly sacs hanging below. She knew it would haunt her forever, the humiliation of her being made to give her first blowjob to this boy whom she was emotionally dependent on during these troubled times. She had decided now, that she would concede and give him what he wants. She couldn't bare the alternative, of him leaving her alone and distraught. She didn't want to be in her mother's position, abandoned by her companion who satisfied his carnal desires with another woman. She had come across those text messages on her father's phone when her parents were having a fight. It was surreal to read the disgusting exchanged between her father and that young woman from his office who always put on bright pink lipstick. She was appalled by how explicitly they talked about undressing in the office bathroom late at night when meeting a deadline; how she gave him a blowjob, sucked on his balls, deepthroated, gagged on it, and swallowed his cum. She hadn't known what those things meant, but she wished she hadn't googled them to find out. When she watched the porn videos for the first time, she was compelled to imagine her father and the slut from office acting out what was on the screen. The word slut, and those obscene oral acts were still very alien for her, but now she was kneeling in front of her boyfriend. She had kept scrolling through the texts till her parents stopped screaming, committing to memory all the encounters she read. She couldn't reach the end and didn't know how far back the affair went. She didn't want to end up like her mother, abandoned.
"Don't you want our relationship to continue? This is something we'll both have together, our first blowjobs. It'll be special, you'll see. Don't you see how much I love you? Look!" Karan said pointing at his dick.
She felt scared and a bit happy at the same time. The first question a disguised threat, and the rest of the speech meant to manipulate her. Her confused mind didn't catch the trick. She latched on to her hopes. He wanted to continue this relationship, and that's what was important. Love.
Her mind raced, is this how guys react when they feel love for a girl? Their penis gets hard? I feel love when I make out with him. The overwhelming warmth and sensation between her legs when his hands are inside her panties rubbing and probing her most private part, is that what love feels like? Yes, she wanted to be loved. He had rubbed against her often with his underwear on, that felt like love too. But today they were together naked from the waist down for the first time. He had wasted no time when she came to his house. He had tried to have sex and removed her panties while making out. She panicked when he took off his underwear and so he decided not to push his luck too much. But he was getting off tonight; he knew she wanted to feel loved.
"Look at me! You love me, don't you?" it was hardly a question, more of a demand.
Hardly able to hold his gaze she nodded submissively. Karan smiled, leaned back on the couch and spread his legs wider. If she loved him, it was implied that she had to suck his cock. To him, with the nod, she had agreed, and he let it be known to her with this move.
Rasika realized what she had just accepted, now there was no going back. Her mind passed the threshold of indecisiveness and fell towards acquiescence. Her body mirrored and leaned forward as her mouth opened.
She was still conflicted. It felt strange to be compelled to do it, submit to him. It felt rushed. But she had to do it, she depended on him for emotional support and couldn't lose him. There were precedents to her quick acceptance of his demands like today. She thought about all that had transpired that led her into being trapped in this position. Because she hadn't been able to process her father's affair in her mind, it was devastating her and she needed someone to talk to. Distant from her classmates and lonely, she her had clung to Karan from the first day he had made a move on her. She had given up a lot on that very day. In fact, it was the first time they had ever spoken to each other. He was on her the instant they entered the backseat of Karan's chauffer driven car which was dropping her back home after the senior prom for which she had actually come with some other timid boy. Karan was kissing her hard and she was trying her best to reciprocate in kind. His hands were all over her body, roughly feeling her legs and ass; desperately mauling her firm breasts. The straps of her dress had been pulled down within a couple of minutes. Karan had diverted his attention to her chest instantly, kissing her exposed parts. He mouthed her breasts over the bra and bit over them. Discontent with not getting full access, he pushed her to the far side of the car behind the driver's seat and against the door so that they were hidden. Then, boldly he reached behind her and unsurely placed his fingers on the clasp of her bra. He waited for a few seconds looking into her eyes, she could feel his breath on her lips. When she didn't protest, he unclasped her bra, fumbling as he did so, revealing her naked breasts. He had fed on her the entire time it took to reach her home. He had sucked on her breasts voraciously and bit her nipples hard. He had mercilessly squeezed and pulled her breasts every which way. When the car stopped, it was embarrassing for her to put her clothes back on before exiting the car while Karan watched, and the driver waited. She hadn't gotten a last kiss as she had expected and her abused breasts were red and had marks for days. But it felt nice to be wanted. He wanted her tonight, and she was giving him what he craved.
A loud moan from Karan brought her back. She suddenly realized that her lips were already around the tip on his penis sucking lightly. The reality of what she was doing hit her and her body flooded with a strange feeling of humiliation, submission, and the excitement of trying something new. She tried to block out the negative feelings, the salty taste in her mouth, and the pungent smell by rationalizing how this was the right step for her relationship with Karan. He wanted her, and loved her, and that's why he was erect for her. It was a show of his love and she had to reward him for it. With that thought she lowered her mouth more, taking more of him and sucking a bit harder. She had to satisfy him, so that he would want her again, and keep wanting her.
Completely inexperienced, she just kept her head still and just sucked hard on his dick, opening her mouth wide around it to breathe after every go. Karan moaned loudly, obviously enjoying the experience. But he knew what he wanted and intended to get it.
"Move your mouth up and down on it!" he demanded.
When she wasn't doing it to his satisfaction, he grunted and leaned forward to tightly grab her hair on both sides of her head and started controlling her bobbing.
"Don't suck, just press your lips tightly around it."
