I had always fantasized about giving my first blowjob. There was something, I thought, so inexplicably sexy about pleasuring a lover with your mouth. And of course, after a month of exchanging teasing texts I wanted you.
But first things first; descriptions. I am a slender young woman of average height, with red hair and dark blue eyes, like the skin of a blueberry. My skin is milky white and dusted with freckles that run from my impish nose, down my neck and over my chest and shoulders. My breasts are round and perky 38 B’s with small pink nipples. Due to years of dance, my tummy is toned and small, flaring out into a pair of wide hips and a soft round ass.
Then there is you. You pick me up in your car and I can already see the erection in your pants. The extra cologne clinging to the collar of your dress shirt lingers in my nostrils, and the sexual tension is exquisite. We make small talk, and I can hear your breath tremble slightly when you see my skirt ride up my thighs. As you drive you nervously clutch the steering wheel and occasionally release it to push your glasses back up the bridge of your nose. The effect I have on you makes me smile, and I can already feel my pussy getting wet. I want to reach over and tease the thing tenting your pants, but I decide to wait.
We finally arrive at your house and I follow you up the stairs, feeling a bit timid and nervous now. You welcome me into your room and step out for a moment to hang up your jacket. While you’re out I sit on your bed, feeling it bounce beneath me. As you walk in the door you freeze, watching me lift my shirt up over my head exposing my breasts clad in a sweet white lace bra.
Your eyes glide over my flat tummy, traveling up to my round freckled cleavage. As soon as you look me in the eye I feel a wave of shyness and look away. The bed sinks slightly, telling me you have sat down next to me. The feeling of your strong hand on mine makes me feel better, and after a few tense moments your lips are against mine and we are kissing gently. Our lips brush lightly, the gap between our bodies closing. When I feel your tongue against my lips I start to get excited. The heat between us grows while our tongues explore each other’s mouths. Feeling suddenly emboldened I rub the palm of my hand over your crotch. Your dick is so hot and so very very hard in your trousers.
I gasp as I feel your rough hands slide over my breasts and squeeze them tightly. Moaning lightly against your lips from the sensation, my breath shakes audibly as the kiss ends. My hand is still teasing your hard-on, and I notice your eyes flutter open dreamily.
“So..what should I do?” You manage to stutter out.
“I think…you should lay down.” I reply quietly.
“Lay down?” You tilt your head inquisitively and I nod in response. “Yes.”
While you obediently lie down on the bed I slowly slide my skirt down my hips to reveal a see-through lacy G-string. I then crawl on top of you, straddling the bulge in your pants. Time seemed to be moving slowly now. Nearly crawling. I lean down and kiss your lips slowly and begin to unbutton your shirt. I start to kiss along your jaw, and then down your neck to your collar bone while button by button your chest and handsome toned stomach are exposed. I kiss from your chest down to your navel, dragging my fingertips down your sides which makes you shake. I look up at you and smile.
“I’m a bit ticklish,” you say nervously.
I laugh a little and place a few more kisses just above the waist of your pants, my long red hair trailing over your navel. I then sit up and proceed to unbutton your dress pants. The button is too tight so I smirk and whisper;
“Goddammit Lucien. Why would you buy these pants?”
“I’m sorry. It’s not on purpose I swear,” you reply chuckling. “Do you want me to-“
Just as you offer to undo it, it pops free and I then slowly slide down the zipper. You lift your hips so that I can slide them down, revealing that you are not wearing any boxers. Your long hard cock springs free and immediately I lick my lips. The shaft looks so thick and hard, and the head is big. I can’t help but think about it sliding past my lips and into my hot mouth.
I slowly reach out and wrap my hand around the base, tightening my grip gently. I feel your dick jerk suddenly and it encourages me to go further. I slide my hand up the shaft slowly, then back down again. I look at you while I stroke over and over and see that your eyes are completely glazed in lust.