I couldn’t sleep. I just lay there thinking of what had taken place just a short time ago with Michael. I kept imagining his hard cock between my lips. His hips rocking as it slid in and out of my mouth. I wanted him there with me. I wanted to feel his hot cum pumping into my mouth again.
The magazine article said some women become obsessed with fellatio. All of what else I had read was very true in my mind so why should I not believe this too. And the way I was feeling, I was one of those women. Well, I was only sixteen, but someday I would be a woman.
I drifted off to sleep with visions of my obsession filling my thoughts.
The sun shone bright through my window. It was going to be a wonderful day. I showered while thoughts of last night danced through my brain. I rubbed my pussy as I once again imagined Michael’s cock in my mouth.
I dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. Mom was already late for work and was rushing out the door. Dad kissed my forehead as he made his way off to work also. I poured my juice and got myself a bowl of cereal. As I picked up a banana my mind went back to Michael’s cock.
I peeled back the skin of the banana slowly, imagining I was sliding Michael’s boxers off of him. My lips gently kissed the tip of the banana before I slid it slowly into my mouth. It wasn’t as large as Michael’s cock, nor was it hot and hard, but with my imagination it would do.
I was sliding the banana in and out of my mouth when I heard a knock on the door. It scared me and I bit off the tip of the banana.
“Sorry Michael,” I thought to myself, while smiling.
I wondered how long the man at the door had been standing there.
“Did he see me sucking the banana?”
“May I help you?” I asked
He smiled. I didn’t recognize him at first. Then I knew who he was. He was my older brother’s best friend from college. He looked so different, in a good way. He had a sexy smile and his eyes were the deepest blue. I caught myself staring at him.
“Susan?” he asked in a surprised tone.
“Yep, it’s little old Susan,” I replied in a playful tone.
“You sure have grown up, not little old Susan anymore.”
He was flirting with me and I liked it.
“So, you like bananas huh?” he said as he smiled at me once more.
I could feel my face becoming flaming red. I wonder if he thought I was doing what I imagined I was doing.
“Uh, yea, mom says I should eat fruit every day,” I replied.
Did I just say that? How lame.
I told Steven that my brother was not at home but should be back soon. I asked him if he would like to come in and wait for him. He nodded and I let him in.
I drank the last of my juice as he sat at the table.
“Can I get you anything?” I inquired.
“No thank you Susan, I’m good.”
He began telling me of his first year at college and I found myself drifting off to Michael’s cock again. I couldn’t seem to get it out of my head. I think I was truly obsessed with fellatio.
“So, what have you been up to Susan?” Steven asked.
I wanted to say I sucked Michael’s cock last night, but that didn’t seem appropriate. I wanted to tell someone about how incredible it made me feel.
“Just school as usual, nothing exciting.” I answered.
“I would think a girl as pretty as you would have lots of exciting things going on in her life.”
He was flirting with me again. I liked it even more.
“Thanks, but you know how things are in this small town, not much excitement.”
He started telling me more about college, but my mind once again drifted to fellatio. But this time it wasn’t about Michael. It was about Steven. I found myself wondering what his cock looked like. Would it feel as incredible as Michael's did in my mouth? What would his cum taste like? How much would he pump into my mouth?
I couldn’t believe I was thinking all of these things about this guy. Was I truly obsessed with fellatio? It was too late to read more about the obsession. I would just have to go on my only feelings. And my feelings at that moment were to suck Steven’s cock.
I moved my arm and knocked my juice glass to the floor. It shattered in a million pieces. As I reached to pick up some of the pieces, Steven’s hand touched mine. We both stopped. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. A warm flush came over me.
Steven jerked his hand away. He was cut. I could see blood on his fingers.
“Come here. Run some water on that while I get a bandage.”
I dried off his hand. The cut was not so bad and one band aid was all that was needed. I didn’t want to let go of his hand. It felt so warm against mine. He didn’t try to pull his away either.
We both leaned towards each other and kissed. It was a very romantic kiss. Long, slow and deep. His lips felt so soft and warm against mine. An even warmer flush rushed through my body.
He pulled me closer to him as his tongue parted my lips and swirled inside my mouth. With an instinctive reaction, I sucked his tongue deeper inside me. My obsession for fellatio was controlling me.
I could feel his cock stiffening against me. I slid my hand down to feel his bulging manhood, while sucking even harder on his tongue. His cock grew as I rubbed my hand against his pants. I had to have it in my mouth.
I moved my other hand down and untied his sweatpants. My lips moved to his neck as my hands shoved his sweatpants to the floor. I cupped his cock between both hands. Even through his boxers it felt quite large. My mouth was watering to have his cock deep inside it.
I pushed Steven back against the sink. Kneeling in front of him I slid his boxers to the floor. As I did, his cock sprang straight out to meet me. It looked similar to Michael's, except not quite as large. I knew I would have no trouble handling it.
I stroked Steven’s cock with both hands slowly up and down each side. It pulsed in my hands. A gentle kiss on his tip and it jumped to meet my lips.
I could feel the pulsing of his blood rushing through a large vein which ran along the left side of his cock. My eyes examined every inch of his manhood. I loved how his shaft narrowed as it reached the valley just above his tip.
I imagined my lips resting in this valley as I would gently suck his tip in and out of my mouth. My resistance was gone. I had to have Steven’s throbbing cock between my lips.
Opening wide I slowly slid the entire length of his cock to the back of my throat. I drew it back out even slower. His body shook. I knew he loved what I was doing.
I rested his tip between my lips and gently sucked it in and out of my mouth. His cock was jumping up and down. Once more I slowly slid his entire length into my mouth. I held it there as I swirled my tongue around his tip and sucked deeply.
He had both hands braced against the sink. I knew I was driving him completely wild with my technique. Reading all those magazines surely had paid off.
I began sliding him in and out my mouth at a faster pace. His hips started rocking in rhythm with me. His heart pounded and I could feel his cock becoming engorged with its flow.
My hands surrounded his ass as I pulled him closer to me. I wanted to feel his entire cock in my mouth. His tip reached my throat and I gently swallowed, allowing its entire length inside of me.
His legs shook uncontrollably. His hands were on the back of my head helping to thrust his cock deeper into my hungry mouth. His moans were in perfect rhythm with his rocking hips. I could feel my juices gushing from my pussy and running down my legs.
I felt his cock tip grow larger in my mouth. I knew from my experience with Michael that meant he was about to shoot his load into my mouth.
I slowed down my movement and concentrated on sucking harder. His cock pressed tight against my lips and I felt his heart beating. One more suck and I felt his cock pulse wildly. He shot an enormous load of hot cum against the back of my throat. Without hesitation I swallowed every drop.
I was in heaven. Feeling a warm hard cock sliding over my lips and pounding the back of my mouth was my favorite feeling of all. I wished it could last longer. Such pleasure is over so fast.
I could hear him panting as his cock pulsed again and another flow of his creamy cum coated my mouth and tongue. He tasted much the same as Michael did, although I don’t think Steven’s cum was quite as thick. Still I loved the feel of it pumping into my mouth and coating my tongue.
Another swallow was followed by yet another blast of cum. Steven pumped three more loads into me before he was drained. I swallowed each drop of my creamy reward.
As I pulled his cock from my mouth, I closed my lips tight to squeeze out every last drop of cum. I kissed his tip and licked off a tiny trickle of cum that remained.
I looked up at Steven and smiled. I know he could see my lips were coated with his cream. He smiled back at me.
“Not bad for little old Susan?” I asked as I kissed his cock one last time.
He looked at me and smiled as his body slid limp to the floor.
Oh yeah, I was becoming very good at this.
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