The night before my eighteenth birthday I broke my leg. Bad. It required multiple surgeries and I still have a plate and screws in it to this day.

Anyway, my birthday came and went, and for the next few weeks I was at laid out on my parent’s couch. I was on heavy painkillers and not able to move around much. I’d been chatting with this girl online who lived a few states away. When she found out that I’d broken my leg she said she felt bad and asked if she could come see me. Her name was Alexa. She was 19, blonde, from New York, and honestly seemed a little out of my league. Of course I said sure, thinking nothing would come of it.

A few days later, Alexa messaged to ask if she could come that weekend. I told her that I was still laid out and not able to do anything so it might be a boring visit, but she was okay with it.

Friday came and her cab pulled up. She got out in front of my parents' house in this little black and white striped dress. It wasn’t exactly a mini-dress, but it rode high up on her very thick thighs.

I watched her pay the cab, and flip her hair back and come up the front steps. It was like the scene of a movie.

Alexa knocked and I yelled that she could come in. As soon as she came in, she came straight over to the couch where I was sprawled out and gave me a hug, saying, “It’s so nice to meet you finally.” Her breasts pressed against my face as she leaned down for the hug. She smelled of floral perfume with a hint of cigarettes.

Alexa pulled back from the hug, our eyes met and she had this wild intensity in her expression. To this day I can’t read what she was thinking. Nervousness? Lust? Serial killing? At that moment my parents, who’d been lurking in the kitchen, came in and said hello. We all made pleasantries and had dinner on TV trays around the couch since I was still unable to sit upright at that point.

We watched dumb shit on TV, talked and hung out for hours. The whole time I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. I know she caught me glancing at her thighs, and tracing their path up into her tight-fitted dress. It’d been a few weeks since I’d even been able to jack off. I was dying, and having Alexa sit near me was torture.

Finally my parents went up to bed and the house was quiet. We’d been sitting there for a while, me lying on the couch and Alexa sitting in the chair next to me, watching some old movie, when she leaned over and whispered into my ear, “Would you like a blowjob?”

I felt her hot breath in my ear and she touched the tip of her tongue to my earlobe.

Before I could answer, she knelt on the floor beside the couch. Her hands pulled the waistband of my sweatpants down.

My cock sprung out of my boxers. I was harder than I’d been in my entire life. Her lips traced a line down my neck, over my T-shirt and kissed the head of my dick.

“Yes,” I exhaled, both in answer to her question and encouraging her to keep going.

She grasped the base of my cock with one hand, and I watched the other go between her legs. She adjusted her knees, widening her stance and giving herself better access to her pussy.

I was transfixed by the sight of her hand moving forward and back beneath her dress, the mound of her ass perfectly bending arcs of black and white stripes. Then she took my cock fully to the back of her throat. I closed my eyes and groaned.

Her hand massaged my balls and she pulled slowly back up the length of my cock. She moaned and her arm moved faster between her legs.

Alexa took my cock back into her mouth and down to the base again and again. She whimpered and let out small moans each time I was fully down her throat.

I ran my fingers through her hair and she continued. It was only a few minutes before I whispered to her, “I’m going to cum.” She didn’t slow or stop, just made a “mmm-hmmm” sound.

That was it. I exploded cum into her mouth and she took me again fully down into her throat. Lights flashed in my vision and my toes curled. I swear that I almost lost consciousness. I was vaguely aware that her arm was moving much faster now and I could sort of tell that she was saying, “Yesh, yesh, yesh” with her lips still around my cock.

Her body shook all over, and she let go of my cock. She laid her head on my stomach and we stayed like that for several minutes, neither of us saying a word.

After a bit, she sat up and looked me in the eyes with that same intensity as before and said, “Did you like that?”

“I loved it,” I told her.

“Good. Me too,” she said and held two glistening fingers in front of my eyes. Not breaking eye contact, Alexa slowly put her fingers into my mouth. I tasted her sweet, pungent sex and felt a surge of desire. I wanted to taste her pussy. I needed to have her on my face.

I put my hand on her ass but she shook her head. “I think it’s time to go to bed.” Then she smiled and said, “Tomorrow.”

Alexa was staying until Sunday morning. She’d made a quick trip to meet and pity me, I suppose. After that visit she and I lost touch and never saw each other again. Saturday was equally as mind blowing, but this is still the best blowjob I’ve ever had in my life.