Chapter 6: Bonnie's and My First Blowjob
The girls had not decided on a date for Bonnie to get her "oral" instructions, and they made a point out of taunting me about it. At school, either or both would flash slips and knowing smiles whenever they caught my eye. At this point, I think she could make me look at her through telepathy. I would feel compelled to look in a certain direction and there she would be. At first, she would look at me and smile, as if I had just performed a trick she wanted. Later, she would just seem to know, even if her back was to me. I always got a flash of slip.
On one occasion, Faye caught my eye in the lunchroom while she was eating a Popsicle. She was sitting with her "girls" as she called them. As my eyes found her, she slid the Popsicle into her mouth in a manner that caused an instant stir below my belt. Slowly, her lips holding firmly around it, she slid it all the way in to the base. She paused and looked directly at me, then slowly backed it out until the tip emerged. With open lips, she circled the tip with her tongue, never taking her eyes off me till she pulled the pop down. Then she turned her head and rejoined the conversation. I went back to my lunch but a few minutes later, I felt the calling again. This time she circled the pop with her tongue, and at the last minute before sliding the tip into her mouth looked at me again, her eyes taunting. In and out went the Popsicle until at last she bit down as it came out of her mouth and the top two inches disappeared. The look in her eyes made me shudder. If any of her "girls" caught on, they didn't show it. Their animated conversation broke up in laughter, Faye laughing as if on queue, and sneaking a blow kiss in the process.
The group broke up and went to dump their trays. As she passed where I was sitting, Faye slipped me a note.
"Tonight's the night" is all it said.
I knew what it meant, but could not fathom the teasing and torment that was in store for me as the "teaching aid" for this session. It didn't matter any more. I was a slave to anything Faye wanted to do to me and I absolutely had the hots for Bonnie.
I could only wonder what was in store for me. I'd never had a complete blow job, though Faye had often teased me, taking me in her mouth for a few strokes, especially if she thought I needed to be harder. I knew that however it happened, a quick cum was not in the cards for the night. Faye would see to that. She delighted in seeing how long she could prolong my climax, even when she had me stroking myself. On more than one occasion she made me beg to cum. I knew tonight would be like that.
I'd ridden to school with Faye and as we walked out of the building toward the student parking lot, Bonnie caught up with us.
"I can't wait for tonight" she said excitedly.
"You are going to have so much fun watching Ken writhe in agony" replied Faye.
"Ken, did you drink lots of water today like I told you? I don't want you getting dehydrated on us tonight" she added.
Then she let on to some of what she had in store.
"Bonnie, tonight you will learn, among other things, how to milk a man of cum without letting him have an orgasm. "
Bonnie looked at me and licked her lips, not so much in a seductive way as a predatory way. Again I shuddered.
As she walked to her car, she turned and flashed me her slip. Since I'd only seen the one the night she came over, each time she did it I got to see a new slip. I loved it and hated it at the same time. I ached to feel her hand wrap the nylon of each of those slips around my shaft.
We got into Faye's car and as we left the parking lot, she started to explain how the night would work.
"Bonnie's folks are going to be out so instead of our house, we will meet at her house. That should please you. I know you have wanted to see her bedroom and maybe even sneak a look in her slip drawer."
She went on. "I want you to be totally passive. For that reason I think it best if we restrain you. I want you to take that pill when we get home. That will ensure that you stay hard long enough for us to have our fun. Take a shower when we get home and scrub yourself"
Faye explained to our parents that she and I were going to the library after dinner. She came downstairs after dinner wearing a red dress that she didn't often wear. I knew she had a red full slip and hoped she had it on. I hadn't seen her in it.
It was already dark when we got into the car so I couldn't get a glimpse of the lace.
Bonnie met us at the door as we got out of the car. She was obviously excited. She too, wore a dress, a blue one that buttoned down the front. As she stepped forward, I thought I saw a glimpse of lace. Was that a royal blue slip under the dress?
I got a perfunctory peck on the cheek, while Faye got something far more passionate. I'm sure Bonnie had checked out Faye's tonsils thoroughly by the time the kiss broke.
"Come up to my bedroom" she said as she bounded up the stairs.
The house was almost as big as ours, with high ceilings and very elegant. Her room was really nice. A Queen-size bed with brass headboard and footboard filled only part of the room. The satin comforter was pulled down and pink satin sheets covered the bed. There was a settee in the corner as sort of a reading area. She also had a large TV in the room. There was a door to a private bath off to one side. The closet was a walk-in type and would have been a small room in many houses. Three sides had hanging clothes and I noticed that there was a large selection of gowns on one end. Her dresser was very large with six drawers. Close by was a lingerie chest. I wondered which one had her slips.
After the tour of the upstairs, we settled in her room.
Faye started. "I think you owe Ken more of a kiss than what you gave him at the door. After all, you are going to kiss other parts of his body tonight. Give him a kiss to break the ice."
Bonnie smiled, said, "You're right. That was cruel of me." With that she came over to me and took my face in her hands, pulled me to her and pressed her lips to mine. I nearly exploded right then. Then her lips parted and her tongue found its way into my mouth. It was like a serpent with a mind of its own. Her lips moved against mine, as the serpent in my mouth explored and caressed its way until it entwined with my tongue. I immediately started to get hard. She had molded herself to me and felt it. She giggled through the kiss then started to pull away.
"That seems to have broken the ice, Faye." She turned and reached for Faye who in turn reached for her.
"It seem to have" agreed Faye, smirking at the bulge in my trousers.
They kissed again, and as they parted they each started unbuttoning the other's dress. Now I would see the slips. They each proceeded as if they were unwrapping a delicious gourmet dessert, each with a look of anticipation on her face.
As each got to the other's belt, fingers eagerly worked the buckles In a moment, the belts went to the floor with a soft "clunk". The unbuttoning continued. As they pulled open each other's dress, my hopes became reality. At the same time, each slid the dress of the other off her shoulders.
Faye was adorned in that pretty red slip I'd seen but had not touched yet. It was gorgeous. She filled it well, and the uplift bra pushed her breasts up nicely. She could have worn it as an evening gown. Lace accented the breasts and cascaded down the middle to almost her navel. The nylon shimmered in the light.
Bonnie, not to be outdone, was wearing a beautiful royal blue slip. The nylon shown with a soft luster that gave a hind to the silky sexual quality just about begging to be caressed. Bonnie too, wore an uplift bra that amply displayed her breasts.
They turned to me. "Well?"
I quickly undressed, tossing my clothes into a corner. I didn't even make a pretext of not undressing all the way.
As I tossed the last of my clothes, they smiled in satisfaction. Especially seeing that my cock was rising to the occasion. Just the sight of those slips and I got harder.
"Those are the two prettiest slips I think I have ever seen" I stuttered.
"Thank you" they replied then turned to each other and continued with the disrobing ceremony. They both discovered that the other was wearing a front hook bra and giggled. Maybe they were even the same brand, I don't know.
"I'd love to be the meat in your sandwich with you two in those slips."
"Down, Boy" came from both of them as they removed each other's bra from the beneath the slips.
Then they both walked over to me. Faye on my left, Bonnie on my right, they pressed against me, molding their bodies to mine. They began a cat-like move that rubbed nylon all up and down my sides. Then they began to walk around me. Bonnie was facing me first.
She looked into my eyes with a very confident smile. She knew I was loving what was happening. As she got fully in front of me she started moving her hips so that the beautiful blue nylon was rubbing against my cock. I leaned into it. She took my face in her hands again and kissed me. This kiss was intended to seduce. Her tongue matched the rhythm of her hips. My hips began to match her hips, thrusting in passion. I could tell there were no panties beneath that slip.
She broke the kiss and pulled back just enough to study my face. Her right hand traveled down from my face with a feather touch the length of my body to my hip, then slid between us. It collected a handful of nylon and wrapped it around my cock. She stroked slowly, knowing I was feeling every fiber in her hand. Her hand continued down and cupped my sacks in the nylon and gently kneaded them. The sensation almost made me swoon.
Then she slid around my side, never pulling back far enough that the slip wasn't in contact with me.
Now Faye was facing me. I'd felt her nylon clad body molding to my back as she moved cat-like against me, making sure the nylon did its work.
She pressed full against me, making sure the hard tube of flesh pressing against her was encased in nylon. She too, kissed me slowly with that seductive yet cruel way that she has. Gathering the slip in one hand, she took hold of my cock and rubbed it against her belly. I pumped my hips into the tunnel of nylon, looking into eyes. She let me continue for a few minutes then pulled back. A wet spot of precum was visible on her slip.
"I think he is ready" she commented to Bonnie, "are you?"
Bonnie came around from behind me, keeping her slip touching me. She appraised my cock.
"I think he is and I certainly am," she said.
"Sit down on the hope chest at the foot of the bed, Ken" Faye commanded.
