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A couple years ago, I was in my early 30's, single, and was working in the back office of a local insurance agency in a sleepy suburb of Boston. I had been an English major in college, and had decided that I wanted to do something more interesting for a career than insurance. I decided to go back to grad school at a local university to complete the courses I needed to get my teaching certificate. I was still working full-time, so I just took two classes per semester, and the classes were held in the evenings.
One of the classes was Modern American Literature, and it was during the first class of the semester that I first met Pam. I got to class a bit early, and found a seat near the back. A few minutes later, a young blonde woman came in with her books and a cup of coffee, and she smiled and sat down in the chair next to me. She was about 5'3", probably late 20's, not overweight but kind of curvy, and her straight blonde hair was cut in a sexy bob. Her breasts were on the small side, but she had a shapely butt and a pretty cute face. We made some small talk, and it so happened that she was getting her master's degree in fine arts and this course was one of her prerequisites. She seemed quite bubbly and friendly, and she had an easy laugh and a sharp sense of humor. We kind of hit it off, and I did find her attractive, but there was also something about her that was just a little bit...unusual. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, because she seemed quite feminine in most respects, but there was something just a tiny bit masculine about her—the tone of her voice sounded like a woman's, but there was something about her enunciation that sounded like a subtle feminine affectation, as if she was trying to sound like a woman. I suspected that she might be a transsexual. I didn't really have any problem with that. Her personal life was none of my business, I enjoyed talking with her, and it was nice to make a friend in a new environment.
We had class twice a week, and Pam and I were really getting along well. We always sat next to each other, and talked and joked quite a bit both before and after class. A few weeks in, we were given an assignment where we had to give an oral presentation in front of the class. Pam and I were both nervous ahead of time, but we had both done our homework, and each of our presentations went well. As the class ended, Pam and I looked at each other and sighed with relief. We had gotten through it, and were satisfied with our performances.
"Whew," Pam said. "I could really use a drink after that."
"Me too," I said. Then the thought popped into my mind. Just ask her. Why not? "Say, there's a pub just down the street. Do you want to go grab one?" I asked.
Pam paused for a second and looked at me, and then a smile came across her face. "Sure," she said. "I have time for one."
The pub wasn't too far from the university parking lot where we had both parked for class, so we just walked there. I got a beer and she got a glass of wine. We ordered some appetizers, and just talked for an hour or so; the conversation flowed easily. It turns out we had similar taste in movies and music and comedy, and it was clear we were compatible as friends. As we were talking though, I found myself looking into her eyes and thinking about something more than friendship. I think she sensed it too.
We paid our tab and left, and we walked together back to the parking lot. It was dark now, but the streetlights were on and lit our way. We were kind of nudging each other as we walked, and she grabbed my arm several times as we walked and laughed. We got to her car, and I was trying to work up the courage to ask her out on another date. I kind of chickened out.
"Okay then," I heard myself saying. "I guess I'll see you next class."
She smiled and nodded. "Sounds good," she said. It was that awkward moment, and she stepped forward for a hug. We embraced, and the subtle scent of her perfume and shampooed hair really excited me. I held her for a bit longer than a friendly hug, and she squeezed back. I couldn't resist, and I leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. We pulled apart, and I was smiling—but she looked troubled.
"I...I should tell you something, before we go any further," she said. "You're hard to read. I'm not sure if you already know or not, but...I'm transsexual. Male to female."
I smiled sheepishly. "I wasn't absolutely positive," I said. "But I thought you might be."
She smiled. "Huh, I thought I could really pass," she said. She looked a bit crestfallen.
"Well, I wouldn't have bet money either way, if that makes you feel better," I said.
"That's okay," she said, and she shrugged. "No hard feelings, and I'll see you in class."
I don't know what came over me, but I wasn't ready to let it end there. I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her close for another kiss. This wasn't a friendly peck, though—our mouths soon opened and our tongues intertwined, and we held each other tightly. Her breath was sweet, and neither of us wanted it to end, and we kept kissing. Time seemed to stop. I could feel her breasts pressed against my chest, and I could feel my own erection swelling. I also felt an unmistakable firmness below the waist from Pam. The whole thing felt so natural and wonderful, yet in the back of my mind, I kept saying to myself "This girl has a cock. She has a cock!" I had to admit that rather than being turned off, I found the concept pretty exciting. We made plans for another date over the coming weekend.
The next couple days, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I was really drawn to her, but what would sex be like? I had to admit that I was a little bit bisexual anyways, as I occasionally jerked off to gay porn, but I had no real experience with guys or cocks. I watched a few transsexual videos online, and they really excited me—I began to get an idea of what was possible, and I was pretty sure it would be fantastic.
Saturday came, and I met Pam at a Japanese restaurant not too far from me. We had a nice dinner, and she quickly accepted when I invited her back to my place. I had a small one-bedroom apartment, and although it wasn't very big, it was pretty cozy. I poured us each a glass of wine, and we sat on my couch and put a movie in on the DVD player. Before long, she leaned in close to me, and I put my arm around her I pressed my lips to hers and we started making out, and then things escalated.
She started rubbing my already-hard cock through my jeans, and I was fondling her nice tits through her t-shirt. I pulled up her shirt, and she lifted her arms without any hesitation as I pulled her t-shirt off. I kissed her neck, and the scent of her perfume was so exciting. She went back to rubbing my bulge, and I kissed between her small tits, which were still held captive in her bra. She reached back and undid her bra, and her beautiful breasts came into view. They weren't spectacularly big, but they were nice and pert. She had really thick nipples, and I leaned in and gently suckled one, and then the other. She moaned, and then she undid the button and zipper to my jeans as I kept licking and sucking her tits. I stood partly up and pulled my jeans down, and then she pulled my underwear down, exposing my rock-hard cock.
"Wow," she said. "You're pretty big." She gently fisted my cock and stroked up and down a couple times. I'm not huge, but I'm a respectable six-and-a half inches, and my circumcised cock was pretty thick. I had never had any complaints, and she wasn't complaining, either.
"Would you mind if I kissed it?" she asked, smiling. I shook my head. She leaned in and planted a wet kiss on my swollen, purple cockhead. Then she kissed it again and again, swirling her tongue around and over my sensitive head. I moaned—the feeling was fantastic—and then she took my cock into her warm, wet mouth.
"Oh, that feels so good, Pam," I said. My breathing was heavy. Pam bobbed slowly up and down on my cock. I put my hand on her head and brushed her straight blonde hair, and she began moaning softly as she sucked. She got into a good rhythm, and I was in ecstasy. A couple times she pulled off and gently kissed my balls and then licked up the length of my shaft, and then she put the head back in her mouth and went back to sucking. She knew how to give a blowjob, no doubt about that. I could feel the pleasure building in my shaft and balls, and I knew I couldn't last much longer.
"I'm going to cum," I said, and I think I whimpered a little. She just kept bobbing up and down. The pressure and pleasure were too much, and I went past the point of no return. My orgasm started, and I shot powerfully into Pam's mouth, one spurt after another. The pleasure was incredible, and as I came, Pam didn't miss a beat. She kept sucking and swallowing until my orgasm wound down. I shot the last spurt and then sighed heavily, and leaned back. Pam pulled her mouth of my cock, and then she squeezed it and milked the last drop of cum out of the tip, which she licked off. She definitely knew how to handle a cock.
"Mmm," she said, looking me in the eye. She licked her lips. "You have yummy cum." She came back up and kissed me on the mouth. I was half-expecting to taste my own cum, but she had swallowed it all. "What did you think of that?' she asked.
"That was the best ever," I said. I wasn't lying.
She giggled and leaned back on the couch. "Glad you liked it."
Now, I knew what I had to do. Turnabout was fair play. She had sucked my cock, and she needed to cum too. I wasn't quite sure what I was doing, but I leaned in and kissed the bulge in her jeans.
"Nope," she said. She pushed my head away.
"You don't want me to?" I asked.
"Have you ever done it before? Sucked a cock?" she asked. I shook my head.
"Then let's not rush things. I don't want to overload you the first time. I can wait, and so can you,' she said. She stood up and put her bra back on, and then her t-shirt. "I'm going to head out, now."
I was a little confused. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked.
She leaned in and kissed me again. "No silly, you did everything right. And it'll be even better next time. Are you free next Saturday?"
I nodded.
"Then I'll see you then," she said.
The next few days had me in a state of nervous excitement. I would soon be giving my first blowjob. I was going to suck Pam's cock, and both she and I knew it. I went online and watched video of girls and guys giving blowjobs, and read articles about the best technique. A couple times I jerked off and tasted my own cum. It didn't really have much of a taste, I thought—but did all cum taste the same? All in all, I couldn't see that I'd have much trouble swallowing Pam's load just like she did for me. But I was still a little unsure. What would Pam's cock look like? How big was it? I couldn't really get a good idea just from squeezing it through her jeans. Was she circumcised like me, or uncut? What if I gagged?
Finally, Saturday came, and Pam came over to my place later in the evening. It was pretty hot for September, and Pam was just wearing a sexy orange and white sun dress. We started off again on the couch with a couple glasses of wine, and watching a movie. Then she leaned in and kissed my neck, and we were soon passionately French-kissing. I softly slipped one of her breasts out of her dress and began nursing, and she rubbed my erection through my pants.
"I think it's time," I whispered in her ear.
"Are you sure you want to? You don't have to do it if you're not into it, you know. Different guys like different things," she said.
"Well, I know I want to try it, at least," I said. I rubbed her balls and hard cock through her dress.
"Okay. Just go slow, and I'll guide you all the way. I want you to enjoy it too," she said. "Why don't you get down on the floor in front of me?" she said.
I kneeled down in front of her, and she spread her legs. I leaned in and began kissing her inner knees, and then worked my way up her smooth thighs. I had my head under her dress as I went ever higher, and then I came to the huge bulge in her delicate white panties. I must have been doing something right, because her penis was hard and she was moaning.
"That's it, baby," she said. "Keep going." She was really breathing heavily.
I kissed her hard cock several more times through her panties, and then I slipped my fingers back behind the elastic waistband. She lifted her ass up to make it easier, and my head came out from under her dress as I pulled her panties all the way down her legs and then over her feet. As she sat back down, her orange dress was really tented up by her now free rock-hard cock. She smiled seductively, and slowly pulled her dress back and up. What I saw was spectacular.
I guess because everything else about her was so feminine, I just kind of expected her to have a fairly small, delicate cock. That was not the case. If anything, she was a little bigger than me. It was very thick and a good seven inches long, and she was circumcised with a wide, flared purple cockhead. Her penis had a slight upward curve, and it was rock-hard and throbbing almost angrily; she had a pretty large set of balls as well. Her cock and balls were completely shaved except for a square of dark pubic hair just above her cock. Taking in the sight of her huge, throbbing penis had the strangest effect on me—it was so lewd and vulgar and powerful-looking, but also absolutely beautiful and irresistible.
"Wow." It was all I could think to say.
She giggled. "Not exactly a pussy, is it?" she said. "Just take your time, and I think you'll like it."
I leaned in slowly and kissed her balls. They were heavy, warm and moist, and I gently nuzzled them as I kissed and licked. Her scent was intoxicating. It had been kind of a hot day, and her big cock and balls were just a little sweaty, but it was a fresh sweat; it mixed with the very feminine soap or perfume from her panties, and the aroma was incredibly arousing. I breathed in as I kissed up her extremely hard shaft. I couldn't believe how big and heavy and warm her penis and balls felt so close up. I flicked my tongue across the sensitive underside of her cockhead, and she moaned again. There was a clear drop of precum seeping from her slit, and I licked it off. The slight salty taste really turned me on, and I began kissing that big, purple cockhead passionately. I pressed my precum and saliva-smeared lips all over her velvety helmet, and then I slowly took the whole head into my mouth. It was so big! Being on my knees in front of her, I was a perfect angle, and I began sucking her big cock in earnest. I got into a steady motion, up and down, and I bobbed away in her lap. I had read advice on giving blowjobs, and they always said to be careful not to let your teeth touch the cock, and I knew I was doing well on that front.
"You've got it, baby," Pam said. "Just like that. Brush my balls with your fingertips every now and then—just barely touch them." She was smiling and looking down at me, like a proud teacher whose favorite student was doing well.
I kept going, and my own cock was straining in my pants. While keeping Pam's cock in my mouth, I undid my pants to give my cock some room. I was really getting into sucking Pam's big cock—I had no idea that cocksucking could be so satisfying and pleasurable. It was very primal and instinctive, almost like I was nursing on her penis. It was as if both Pam and I were exactly where we were supposed to be in the universe at that moment, and we were both completely focused on one thing: me sucking her massive, straining cock. I lost track of time—I don't know if I sucked her for five minutes or thirty.
"Okay baby, I'm going to cum soon. You should pull off for your first time," she said.
I kept sucking. The soft, warm head of her big penis, sitting at the end of that hard shaft was the greatest thing I had ever had in my mouth. I appreciated her concern for me, but she had taken my load, and I didn't want to quit now.
Pam moaned, and had trouble getting her words out as I sucked her. "No...it's just that I cum a lot. Oh, that feels so good...I mean...I cum a LOT...it might be too much for you..."
I ignored her and kept up my service of her magnificent cock. She moaned again, and then inhaled quickly with a gasp. I felt her start to tighten up—and then for a split second, everything froze. I prepared myself, and sealed my lips around her swollen cockhead. What happened next completely caught me off guard. I was expecting a normal first shot of cum, but what I got instead was a virtual explosion of Pam's warm liquid into my mouth. Her first spurt was easily as much cum as I shot during a whole orgasm. I swallowed in a big gulp, and then the next shot was there, almost as big. Between her bucking and me being surprised, her cock slipped out of my mouth and she started spraying my face with more. I say "spraying" because it wasn't like spurts—her cum was very thin and milky, and it was more like a warm, steady liquid stream splashing onto my lips, mouth and cheeks. Somehow I was able to get her still-pulsing cockhead back into my mouth for the final couple of shots, and I swallowed those down. Her cum didn't have a strong flavor—it was a little salty and tangy, and just a bit sweet. It tasted like sex, basically. I absolutely loved it. The total sensation was so powerful, it put me over the edge and my own cock erupted without me even touching it. I spurted onto the couch, and I think a couple shots went onto Pam's leg. I was almost in a trance of pleasure. After both our orgasms finished, she exhaled heavily and leaned back on the couch, and her half-hard cock slipped out of my mouth. I sat back on my knees, and wiped some of her warm cum off my face.
Pam smiled. "Sorry about that. I tried to warn you." She reached over and lovingly wiped some more of her cum off my lips. "But you were a stud—that was really great for your first time. You suck cock like a champ." She noticed the cum I had shot on her leg. She reached down and scooped up some on her finger, and brought it to her mouth. "Mmm...looks like you had a good time, too. You can't fake that."
I was still in a daze, but her praise made me feel really good. I didn't know sex could be so intense and intimate. She looked unbelievably sexy sitting there, with her pretty dress hiked up around her waist and her half-hard cock hanging over her big balls. I couldn't believe it. I had just sucked that big cock, brought her to orgasm, and swallowed a huge load of her sweet cum (well, most of it, anyways). It was so intimate, and I was so proud that I had done it.
I came back to reality, and smiled up at Pam. "I thought I shot a pretty good load, but yours was like..."
"Like twice as much?" she asked, and I nodded. "When I was eighteen or so and jacking off a couple times a day, I thought that was just normal. Then I started watching porn online, and I realized I shot a lot more than average. Just another way I'm a freak, I guess."
"No, it's fantastic," I said. I was still trying to make sense of what had just happened, but I knew it had been the most powerful sexual experience of my life.
"That pretty much ended my last relationship," Pam said. "I haven't had too many partners, but the last guy I was with—just over a year ago—he didn't like that. To be honest, he wasn't really into cocks in the first place, and this was just too much for him. The first time he gave me a hand job, that was all it took. He dumped me shortly after that."
"What an idiot" I said. I leaned in and tenderly kissed her soft cock and balls, and she stroked my hair.
"I guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder," Pam said.
"What are you doing next weekend, beauty?" I asked.
"Hmm...I think I may have a window in there," Pam said, smiling.
One of the classes was Modern American Literature, and it was during the first class of the semester that I first met Pam. I got to class a bit early, and found a seat near the back. A few minutes later, a young blonde woman came in with her books and a cup of coffee, and she smiled and sat down in the chair next to me. She was about 5'3", probably late 20's, not overweight but kind of curvy, and her straight blonde hair was cut in a sexy bob. Her breasts were on the small side, but she had a shapely butt and a pretty cute face. We made some small talk, and it so happened that she was getting her master's degree in fine arts and this course was one of her prerequisites. She seemed quite bubbly and friendly, and she had an easy laugh and a sharp sense of humor. We kind of hit it off, and I did find her attractive, but there was also something about her that was just a little bit...unusual. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, because she seemed quite feminine in most respects, but there was something just a tiny bit masculine about her—the tone of her voice sounded like a woman's, but there was something about her enunciation that sounded like a subtle feminine affectation, as if she was trying to sound like a woman. I suspected that she might be a transsexual. I didn't really have any problem with that. Her personal life was none of my business, I enjoyed talking with her, and it was nice to make a friend in a new environment.
We had class twice a week, and Pam and I were really getting along well. We always sat next to each other, and talked and joked quite a bit both before and after class. A few weeks in, we were given an assignment where we had to give an oral presentation in front of the class. Pam and I were both nervous ahead of time, but we had both done our homework, and each of our presentations went well. As the class ended, Pam and I looked at each other and sighed with relief. We had gotten through it, and were satisfied with our performances.
"Whew," Pam said. "I could really use a drink after that."
"Me too," I said. Then the thought popped into my mind. Just ask her. Why not? "Say, there's a pub just down the street. Do you want to go grab one?" I asked.
Pam paused for a second and looked at me, and then a smile came across her face. "Sure," she said. "I have time for one."
The pub wasn't too far from the university parking lot where we had both parked for class, so we just walked there. I got a beer and she got a glass of wine. We ordered some appetizers, and just talked for an hour or so; the conversation flowed easily. It turns out we had similar taste in movies and music and comedy, and it was clear we were compatible as friends. As we were talking though, I found myself looking into her eyes and thinking about something more than friendship. I think she sensed it too.
We paid our tab and left, and we walked together back to the parking lot. It was dark now, but the streetlights were on and lit our way. We were kind of nudging each other as we walked, and she grabbed my arm several times as we walked and laughed. We got to her car, and I was trying to work up the courage to ask her out on another date. I kind of chickened out.
"Okay then," I heard myself saying. "I guess I'll see you next class."
She smiled and nodded. "Sounds good," she said. It was that awkward moment, and she stepped forward for a hug. We embraced, and the subtle scent of her perfume and shampooed hair really excited me. I held her for a bit longer than a friendly hug, and she squeezed back. I couldn't resist, and I leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. We pulled apart, and I was smiling—but she looked troubled.
"I...I should tell you something, before we go any further," she said. "You're hard to read. I'm not sure if you already know or not, but...I'm transsexual. Male to female."
I smiled sheepishly. "I wasn't absolutely positive," I said. "But I thought you might be."
She smiled. "Huh, I thought I could really pass," she said. She looked a bit crestfallen.
"Well, I wouldn't have bet money either way, if that makes you feel better," I said.
"That's okay," she said, and she shrugged. "No hard feelings, and I'll see you in class."
I don't know what came over me, but I wasn't ready to let it end there. I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her close for another kiss. This wasn't a friendly peck, though—our mouths soon opened and our tongues intertwined, and we held each other tightly. Her breath was sweet, and neither of us wanted it to end, and we kept kissing. Time seemed to stop. I could feel her breasts pressed against my chest, and I could feel my own erection swelling. I also felt an unmistakable firmness below the waist from Pam. The whole thing felt so natural and wonderful, yet in the back of my mind, I kept saying to myself "This girl has a cock. She has a cock!" I had to admit that rather than being turned off, I found the concept pretty exciting. We made plans for another date over the coming weekend.
The next couple days, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I was really drawn to her, but what would sex be like? I had to admit that I was a little bit bisexual anyways, as I occasionally jerked off to gay porn, but I had no real experience with guys or cocks. I watched a few transsexual videos online, and they really excited me—I began to get an idea of what was possible, and I was pretty sure it would be fantastic.
Saturday came, and I met Pam at a Japanese restaurant not too far from me. We had a nice dinner, and she quickly accepted when I invited her back to my place. I had a small one-bedroom apartment, and although it wasn't very big, it was pretty cozy. I poured us each a glass of wine, and we sat on my couch and put a movie in on the DVD player. Before long, she leaned in close to me, and I put my arm around her I pressed my lips to hers and we started making out, and then things escalated.
She started rubbing my already-hard cock through my jeans, and I was fondling her nice tits through her t-shirt. I pulled up her shirt, and she lifted her arms without any hesitation as I pulled her t-shirt off. I kissed her neck, and the scent of her perfume was so exciting. She went back to rubbing my bulge, and I kissed between her small tits, which were still held captive in her bra. She reached back and undid her bra, and her beautiful breasts came into view. They weren't spectacularly big, but they were nice and pert. She had really thick nipples, and I leaned in and gently suckled one, and then the other. She moaned, and then she undid the button and zipper to my jeans as I kept licking and sucking her tits. I stood partly up and pulled my jeans down, and then she pulled my underwear down, exposing my rock-hard cock.
"Wow," she said. "You're pretty big." She gently fisted my cock and stroked up and down a couple times. I'm not huge, but I'm a respectable six-and-a half inches, and my circumcised cock was pretty thick. I had never had any complaints, and she wasn't complaining, either.
"Would you mind if I kissed it?" she asked, smiling. I shook my head. She leaned in and planted a wet kiss on my swollen, purple cockhead. Then she kissed it again and again, swirling her tongue around and over my sensitive head. I moaned—the feeling was fantastic—and then she took my cock into her warm, wet mouth.
"Oh, that feels so good, Pam," I said. My breathing was heavy. Pam bobbed slowly up and down on my cock. I put my hand on her head and brushed her straight blonde hair, and she began moaning softly as she sucked. She got into a good rhythm, and I was in ecstasy. A couple times she pulled off and gently kissed my balls and then licked up the length of my shaft, and then she put the head back in her mouth and went back to sucking. She knew how to give a blowjob, no doubt about that. I could feel the pleasure building in my shaft and balls, and I knew I couldn't last much longer.
"I'm going to cum," I said, and I think I whimpered a little. She just kept bobbing up and down. The pressure and pleasure were too much, and I went past the point of no return. My orgasm started, and I shot powerfully into Pam's mouth, one spurt after another. The pleasure was incredible, and as I came, Pam didn't miss a beat. She kept sucking and swallowing until my orgasm wound down. I shot the last spurt and then sighed heavily, and leaned back. Pam pulled her mouth of my cock, and then she squeezed it and milked the last drop of cum out of the tip, which she licked off. She definitely knew how to handle a cock.
"Mmm," she said, looking me in the eye. She licked her lips. "You have yummy cum." She came back up and kissed me on the mouth. I was half-expecting to taste my own cum, but she had swallowed it all. "What did you think of that?' she asked.
"That was the best ever," I said. I wasn't lying.
She giggled and leaned back on the couch. "Glad you liked it."
Now, I knew what I had to do. Turnabout was fair play. She had sucked my cock, and she needed to cum too. I wasn't quite sure what I was doing, but I leaned in and kissed the bulge in her jeans.
"Nope," she said. She pushed my head away.
"You don't want me to?" I asked.
"Have you ever done it before? Sucked a cock?" she asked. I shook my head.
"Then let's not rush things. I don't want to overload you the first time. I can wait, and so can you,' she said. She stood up and put her bra back on, and then her t-shirt. "I'm going to head out, now."
I was a little confused. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked.
She leaned in and kissed me again. "No silly, you did everything right. And it'll be even better next time. Are you free next Saturday?"
I nodded.
"Then I'll see you then," she said.
The next few days had me in a state of nervous excitement. I would soon be giving my first blowjob. I was going to suck Pam's cock, and both she and I knew it. I went online and watched video of girls and guys giving blowjobs, and read articles about the best technique. A couple times I jerked off and tasted my own cum. It didn't really have much of a taste, I thought—but did all cum taste the same? All in all, I couldn't see that I'd have much trouble swallowing Pam's load just like she did for me. But I was still a little unsure. What would Pam's cock look like? How big was it? I couldn't really get a good idea just from squeezing it through her jeans. Was she circumcised like me, or uncut? What if I gagged?
Finally, Saturday came, and Pam came over to my place later in the evening. It was pretty hot for September, and Pam was just wearing a sexy orange and white sun dress. We started off again on the couch with a couple glasses of wine, and watching a movie. Then she leaned in and kissed my neck, and we were soon passionately French-kissing. I softly slipped one of her breasts out of her dress and began nursing, and she rubbed my erection through my pants.
"I think it's time," I whispered in her ear.
"Are you sure you want to? You don't have to do it if you're not into it, you know. Different guys like different things," she said.
"Well, I know I want to try it, at least," I said. I rubbed her balls and hard cock through her dress.
"Okay. Just go slow, and I'll guide you all the way. I want you to enjoy it too," she said. "Why don't you get down on the floor in front of me?" she said.
I kneeled down in front of her, and she spread her legs. I leaned in and began kissing her inner knees, and then worked my way up her smooth thighs. I had my head under her dress as I went ever higher, and then I came to the huge bulge in her delicate white panties. I must have been doing something right, because her penis was hard and she was moaning.
"That's it, baby," she said. "Keep going." She was really breathing heavily.
I kissed her hard cock several more times through her panties, and then I slipped my fingers back behind the elastic waistband. She lifted her ass up to make it easier, and my head came out from under her dress as I pulled her panties all the way down her legs and then over her feet. As she sat back down, her orange dress was really tented up by her now free rock-hard cock. She smiled seductively, and slowly pulled her dress back and up. What I saw was spectacular.
I guess because everything else about her was so feminine, I just kind of expected her to have a fairly small, delicate cock. That was not the case. If anything, she was a little bigger than me. It was very thick and a good seven inches long, and she was circumcised with a wide, flared purple cockhead. Her penis had a slight upward curve, and it was rock-hard and throbbing almost angrily; she had a pretty large set of balls as well. Her cock and balls were completely shaved except for a square of dark pubic hair just above her cock. Taking in the sight of her huge, throbbing penis had the strangest effect on me—it was so lewd and vulgar and powerful-looking, but also absolutely beautiful and irresistible.
"Wow." It was all I could think to say.
She giggled. "Not exactly a pussy, is it?" she said. "Just take your time, and I think you'll like it."
I leaned in slowly and kissed her balls. They were heavy, warm and moist, and I gently nuzzled them as I kissed and licked. Her scent was intoxicating. It had been kind of a hot day, and her big cock and balls were just a little sweaty, but it was a fresh sweat; it mixed with the very feminine soap or perfume from her panties, and the aroma was incredibly arousing. I breathed in as I kissed up her extremely hard shaft. I couldn't believe how big and heavy and warm her penis and balls felt so close up. I flicked my tongue across the sensitive underside of her cockhead, and she moaned again. There was a clear drop of precum seeping from her slit, and I licked it off. The slight salty taste really turned me on, and I began kissing that big, purple cockhead passionately. I pressed my precum and saliva-smeared lips all over her velvety helmet, and then I slowly took the whole head into my mouth. It was so big! Being on my knees in front of her, I was a perfect angle, and I began sucking her big cock in earnest. I got into a steady motion, up and down, and I bobbed away in her lap. I had read advice on giving blowjobs, and they always said to be careful not to let your teeth touch the cock, and I knew I was doing well on that front.
"You've got it, baby," Pam said. "Just like that. Brush my balls with your fingertips every now and then—just barely touch them." She was smiling and looking down at me, like a proud teacher whose favorite student was doing well.
I kept going, and my own cock was straining in my pants. While keeping Pam's cock in my mouth, I undid my pants to give my cock some room. I was really getting into sucking Pam's big cock—I had no idea that cocksucking could be so satisfying and pleasurable. It was very primal and instinctive, almost like I was nursing on her penis. It was as if both Pam and I were exactly where we were supposed to be in the universe at that moment, and we were both completely focused on one thing: me sucking her massive, straining cock. I lost track of time—I don't know if I sucked her for five minutes or thirty.
"Okay baby, I'm going to cum soon. You should pull off for your first time," she said.
I kept sucking. The soft, warm head of her big penis, sitting at the end of that hard shaft was the greatest thing I had ever had in my mouth. I appreciated her concern for me, but she had taken my load, and I didn't want to quit now.
Pam moaned, and had trouble getting her words out as I sucked her. "No...it's just that I cum a lot. Oh, that feels so good...I mean...I cum a LOT...it might be too much for you..."
I ignored her and kept up my service of her magnificent cock. She moaned again, and then inhaled quickly with a gasp. I felt her start to tighten up—and then for a split second, everything froze. I prepared myself, and sealed my lips around her swollen cockhead. What happened next completely caught me off guard. I was expecting a normal first shot of cum, but what I got instead was a virtual explosion of Pam's warm liquid into my mouth. Her first spurt was easily as much cum as I shot during a whole orgasm. I swallowed in a big gulp, and then the next shot was there, almost as big. Between her bucking and me being surprised, her cock slipped out of my mouth and she started spraying my face with more. I say "spraying" because it wasn't like spurts—her cum was very thin and milky, and it was more like a warm, steady liquid stream splashing onto my lips, mouth and cheeks. Somehow I was able to get her still-pulsing cockhead back into my mouth for the final couple of shots, and I swallowed those down. Her cum didn't have a strong flavor—it was a little salty and tangy, and just a bit sweet. It tasted like sex, basically. I absolutely loved it. The total sensation was so powerful, it put me over the edge and my own cock erupted without me even touching it. I spurted onto the couch, and I think a couple shots went onto Pam's leg. I was almost in a trance of pleasure. After both our orgasms finished, she exhaled heavily and leaned back on the couch, and her half-hard cock slipped out of my mouth. I sat back on my knees, and wiped some of her warm cum off my face.
Pam smiled. "Sorry about that. I tried to warn you." She reached over and lovingly wiped some more of her cum off my lips. "But you were a stud—that was really great for your first time. You suck cock like a champ." She noticed the cum I had shot on her leg. She reached down and scooped up some on her finger, and brought it to her mouth. "Mmm...looks like you had a good time, too. You can't fake that."
I was still in a daze, but her praise made me feel really good. I didn't know sex could be so intense and intimate. She looked unbelievably sexy sitting there, with her pretty dress hiked up around her waist and her half-hard cock hanging over her big balls. I couldn't believe it. I had just sucked that big cock, brought her to orgasm, and swallowed a huge load of her sweet cum (well, most of it, anyways). It was so intimate, and I was so proud that I had done it.
I came back to reality, and smiled up at Pam. "I thought I shot a pretty good load, but yours was like..."
"Like twice as much?" she asked, and I nodded. "When I was eighteen or so and jacking off a couple times a day, I thought that was just normal. Then I started watching porn online, and I realized I shot a lot more than average. Just another way I'm a freak, I guess."
"No, it's fantastic," I said. I was still trying to make sense of what had just happened, but I knew it had been the most powerful sexual experience of my life.
"That pretty much ended my last relationship," Pam said. "I haven't had too many partners, but the last guy I was with—just over a year ago—he didn't like that. To be honest, he wasn't really into cocks in the first place, and this was just too much for him. The first time he gave me a hand job, that was all it took. He dumped me shortly after that."
"What an idiot" I said. I leaned in and tenderly kissed her soft cock and balls, and she stroked my hair.
"I guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder," Pam said.
"What are you doing next weekend, beauty?" I asked.
"Hmm...I think I may have a window in there," Pam said, smiling.
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