Ding dong...
Diane jolted up in bed. "Mark!" She thought. "Oh crap, it's 7 and he's here to pick me up for his frat party."
In a panic she dove for the robe puddled on the floor where she'd left it, pausing as she felt a twinge in her bruised pussy remembering... She collected herself, threw on the robe and ran downstairs to the front door which she yanked open.
"Mark, I'm so sorry," She said "I wasn't feeling well so I took a nap. Let me take a quick shower and get dressed. I'll be just 20 minutes." Diane noticed that Mark looked particularly good in his tight tee-shirt and tight jeans.
Mark went to the state college in the next town over. He was in his junior year and Diane felt flattered that a guy as good looking and as mature would be interested in a mere high-school senior when they met 6 months earlier, but Diane was not your basic teenager. Her 5 foot 7 frame and golden hair would have been enough to attract just about any guy around, but her slender torso topped with those large perky mounds of flesh jutting out from her chest and her tight butt drew Mark instantly to her when he first saw her. She was volunteering as a counselor at the youth summer camp for intercity kids making jewelry from stones. She had tiny cutoffs and wearing a snugly tied bandana as a halter top made him forget why he was there in the first place. He walked right up to her and asked her out right on the spot without any small talk. Diane surprised herself by saying yes immediately. Mark did not seem put off in the least that she was 17 and he was 21 and made no moves on her for the first months they went out. Mark wasn't able to get away when she had her 18th birthday as it was midterm week, but he had arranged for a special dinner to celebrate the following weekend. When he came to pick her up at her home, he found the front door open with a note that read: Come on up - I'm getting ready. "Diane?" he called as he leaned in. Not hearing an answer, he climbed the stairs to her room, opened her bedroom door and found her lying naked on the covers of her bed with a shy smile on her face.
"I know we have dinner reservations, but I just couldn't decide what to wear...wanting to please you and all..." Diane said plaintively, "so I thought you could pick something out." She watched as Mark's jaw closed back up. "Here, I'll get up and show you what I narrowed it down to." She started to get up, but Mark stopped her.
"Stay there, we have time." Mark replied as he walked to the bed removing his shirt. "I think perhaps we can do the dinner another night."
Diane looked at his six-pack abs and his defined chest and knew this was going to be a good night. She watched as he undid his belt pulling it out and dropping it to the floor. He stared at her eyes as he slowly undid the buttons on his jeans...slid them down slowly over his hips revealing his red plaid boxers. As he stepped out of his jeans she noticed a nice bulge starting to tent his boxers and as she watched, she moaned when the bulbous head popped through the opening in the front.
Mark looked down at his rising member and grinned at Diane. "I think you are about to meet a new friend." He laughed. "I think you should take off the rest..." as he walked over to the bed. He watched her breasts jiggle as she scooted over to the edge of the bed and swung her feet to the floor. He caught a glimpse of her tight pussy lips framed by the golden curls and thought he had to be the luckiest man on Earth.
Diane was mesmerized by Mark's woody bouncing in front of her as he brazenly came closer. He made no move to cover up and seemed proud of the protrusion from his underwear. Mark stopped with his hard cock inches from her face with his hands on his hips. He noticed that Diane had not once looked away from his stiff rod the entire time.
"OK, you feel like finishing the unwrapping?" Mark asked.
Diane looked up and him and back down to his cock right in front of her face. "It's beautiful...so firm looking...so stiff." She gingerly grabbed the waistband and started to pull the boxers off. but when she saw they would not go around his erection, she found herself grasping it with her right hand and pushing it back into the opening, listening to Mark's breathing become quicker, then she was able to pull the waistband over the large purple head. She pushed the underpants all the way to his ankles but that meant she had to press her face right against his stiff dick and feel his pubic hair tickle her face. She took in a deep breath of his musky smell and felt her juices start to flow. She leaned back and took hold of his cock again and started to stroke it. "So, this is a circumcised penis?"
"Yep. You like?" Mark replied softly. "You should taste it."
Diane looked at him. "I've never done this before. You need to tell me what you like."
"Just lick the head at first, then start sucking on the head. You do not want to use teeth, but when you feel comfortable, put as much in your mouth as you feel like...yes, that's it...use your tongue...ohhhh...yessss...I'm going to push a little and just stop me if it is too much...uhhhh...wrap your lips tightly...yes...yessss. That's it." Mark was starting to thrust his hips harder and harder and was amazed that Diane kept sucking on his cock no matter how deep he got. He felt her hands on his ass...clutching and pulling him in deeper. Mark's hands found their way down to those gravity defying breasts and started to squeeze them and gently pinch the rock-hard nipples. Diane's tongue licked and pressed in waves against the underside of his penis. Soon he was pumping into her mouth with a steady rhythm amazed at how great a cocksucker she was and was overcome with a feeling of power over the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen.
At first Diane was hesitant to put such a big stiff rod in her mouth but when she tasted the head with the leaking pre-cum she found she wanted more. At first she focused on exploring the hot spongy crown with her lips and tongue, but it was the musky smell that was so erotic. She wasn't done exploring with her tongue when Mark started pushing his cock farther into her mouth. At first Diane was afraid she was going to gag, but realized if she relaxed the feeling of the soft head against the back of her throat was exciting, plus when her nose was buried in his pubic hair the experience was almost too much. The aroma and Mark's pulling on her nipples brought on her first orgasm without even touching herself...though her hand dove down to stroke to the finish.
"Mmmfff...mmmmmm." Diane moaned. "Oh my God!" Mark yelled as he tried to push her face away so as to not shoot his cum down her throat. Diane gripped his ass tighter with her left hand and buried her lips all the way to the base of his cock, reached up and felt his balls with her right as they emptied their load into her stomach. She bobbed her head licking and sucking all the cum out of him and didn't stop until Mark abruptly pulled away and staggered backwards, plopping on the floor with a thud.
"Holy crap! I've never ever hand a blow job as good as that. Perhaps never came as hard either. When you came and moaned on my cock it felt like an electric shock when through me." Mark reeled to his feet and flopped down on the bed. "You seriously have never given a guy a blow job before?"
"I've never seen or touched a penis before...so no. I guess I got it right."
"I'm sorry I came in your mouth," Mark said "that was rude."
