[Note: As all of my other stories, this one is 100% true.]
" I was at work only three and a half hours ago, diligently typing on my computer,"
I thought to myself incredulously as the last jet of cum splashed across her perky titties. I could never have imagined, when I woke up that earlier that morning, that I'd be back in my living room only a few hours later, laying down stripes on this petite blonde's chest. I drank the image in as her cum-splashed torso rose and fell with every heavy breath, my cock still twitching from the spasms, knowing that I'll remember this little afternoon adventure for the rest of my life.
I was about 26 at the time, and at the tail end of a relationship that had seen better days. My day began as a perfectly ordinary Tuesday afternoon in June. I made coffee (black and bitter, as I liked it at the time)...I chatted with a few coworkers...I logged onto my computer and sipped my nasty, black coffee as I gradually settled into a rhythm as mesmerizing as the lines of computer code on my screen. I'm good for about 100 or so lines of code before my eyes begin to diverge and the letters begin to blur, fade and dance across the screen like ghosts on a page. I felt that familiar sensation around 10:30 that morning and decided it was time for a break. Besides, it had been over a day since I last checked my online dating profile, and I was curious to see if anyone interesting had come along.
What I like about this particular site is that it has three different sections in which you can create a profile, depending on what you are looking for: a blue section for long-term dating, a green section for short-term dating, and the more infamous orange section for intimate encounters. I had a profile in all three, but always checked the orange one first. As usual, there were the familiar profiles belonging to spam-bots promising a larger penis and free Viagra, and those belonging to creepy, old men posing as attractive young ladies, in hopes of...who the hell knows? Somehow they always manage to keep their profiles at the top of the page. Near the bottom, just below a profile belonging to a very pretty redhead named 'Frank' (most likely belonging to an overseas prankster who doesn't realize that 'Frank' is a male's name) was a new profile belonging to an 18-year-old recent high school graduate. Now, you may not have been aware of this, but there are as many 18 year old girls looking for online sex as there are men hauling around 10" penises. The number is not zero, but it is vastly smaller than the dozens of profiles that make the claim. The likelihood of my clicking on her profile was equally scarce, but for some reason I clicked anyway. I really didn't want to go back to writing code so soon into my break. [Even as I write my story years later, I thank the gods for the whims of my decision that day, and also for giving me a job so boring that I'd rather chat with a spam-bot.]
It was obvious from the beginning that this wasn't a spam-bot. Was it another creepy, old man, or had I stumbled upon one of the three legendary inhabitants of the virtual dating world? That remained to be seen; and so I was determined to find out for sure, and let the computer code be damned. I remained vigilantly aware of those around me in case a nosy coworker happened to wander by as I learned bits and pieces of this girl's story, quickly minimizing my browser each time someone passed. I honestly don't remember much of our instant-message conversation, but I do remember feeling both skepticism and intrigue. She's 5'3", with short-blonde hair, shy (hence the lack of photo), describes herself as kind of nerdy, and graduated high school only a month ago. She doesn't focus the conversation on her age or her recent status as a high-schooler, which at least lends a little credibility. She's only had sex with two different guys, both in the last year and a half. Once was with a guy friend, who later became awkward around her. The other was her boyfriend a year prior. She's never given a blowjob.
Now, I should explain something. One of my biggest turn-ons is the first-time blowjob. This particular kink sprang to life about a year prior when I was briefly dating this one girl who had never gone down on a guy. I asked her to give it a try one day, and was soon intoxicated by her inexperienced, clumsy attempt at giving head. Something about it was just...naughty and adorable, and had stuck with me ever since. So while the prospect of hooking up with a fresh-faced 18 year old was exciting enough, the mere notion of a shy teen trying out her first, awkward blowjob on me literally had me shaking in my seat. I spent those last ten minutes of our chat describing, in all sincerity, how turned on many women seem to get at their ability to make a guy squirm with a few strategically placed licks.
She asked a lot of questions, though I don't really remember the questions or my answers to them. I do remember that a lot of them were mundane (well...as mundane as questions about sucking dick can be), which began to gradually convince me that this may not be a creepy, old man after all. And so my pulse rose. Although I don't remember much of the conversation, I do remember its conclusion very well. Sensing that our chat had nearly run its course, I drew my courage and asked if she'd like to come over to my place and give it a try. Her words are indelibly etched in my brain:
"I don't know"
[followed by two minutes of IM silence]
"Um...well, ok"
My heart thudded in my chest. I was incredulous. This was so spontaneous, and we were practically strangers! She was eight or nine years younger than me, just out of high school, and had just agreed to give me a casual practice blowjob. It was so incredibly naughty on so many levels.
"Are you sure?"
I asked, breathing noticeably more heavy than before. After she assured me that she was, I gave her my address and we quickly worked out the details. She lived a few towns away, and would have to take the bus, so we agreed to meet at my place at 1:00. Frantically, I raced home.
