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I first met Laurie in High School in San Francisco, California when I was a senior and she was a sophomore. She ran track in High School, and she said that during that time she felt too tall, and she felt like her boobs were too large for her slender frame. I have always been attracted to girls with nice racks, so I took notice of Laurie when we first meet in a coed tennis class. She had a boyfriend at the time, a tall, basketball player named Greg who, like me, was also a senior.
I flirted with Laurie early and often during that tennis class. I thought about her constantly. She seemed to enjoy the extra attention. Our tennis class ended at noon. She knew that I always went off campus to lunch and one day she asked me if she could go with my buddy and me to lunch since she didn't have either a license or a car. Of course, I encouraged her to come with us, and I was happy that she joined us. During that tennis class, Laurie joined us at lunch a couple of times a week. I discovered that she usually joined us when her boyfriend Greg was doing his own thing for lunch. That was fine with me.
Toward the end of the semester, Laurie broke up with her boyfriend Greg. She told me that she needed some "space" from Greg and she said that he was "getting too controlling." She added that he was also jealous and she thought it best to give their relationship a break.
Saturday night finally rolled around and I picked Laurie up in my Volkswagen. We had a good time, but Laurie seemed distant. It was like she wanted to be somewhere else. So I asked her if anything was bothering her.
Laurie claimed that there was nothing bothering her. Perhaps it was me that was preoccupied because she sensed that something was different. She knew that it bothered me that she was talking to Greg still, but she told me that I was going to "turn into the jealous type," we'd need to give our relationship a break.
Once again, I had no alternative but to insist that I was not jealous and that if she was out with Greg the night before, "it was cool with me."
Laurie suddenly grinned brightly and leaned over and hugged and kissed me and thanked me for being understanding.
Later that night, Laurie asked me if I'd ever drink alcohol. I had not, and I admitted it. She then said that she was going to end my "alcohol virginity." I had my first beer that night. Laurie drank wine, while I had 3 Budweiser beers.
Laurie pushed me over onto my side of the back seat and she told me that since I'd agreed to drink with her, she was going to "give me a treat." But before, she said that she didn't know if I'd be able to restrain myself so she made me sit in left, back seat and she put the seat belt on me. She cautioned that if I released the belt, the "treat" would be over.
Once I agreed to not move, and to remain restrained by the seat belt, Laurie moved as far away as possible, by sitting in the right, rear seat. She starred directly into my eyes while she reached down and slowly pulled her snug fitting top over her head. There, before my straining eyes, was Laurie's bra, which seemed to barely harness her large breasts. The bra seemed so tight, that the tops of her boobs were spilling out of the top of it. Fortunately, we were parked in a parking lot that had good lighting. It was an incredible sight.
Laurie knew that I loved the sight of her bra covered breasts. She looking at my eyes, Laurie reached for my right hand and placed it up against her bra. I immediately squeezed her large, bra covered breast. It was awesome. I begged her to remove her bra. She agreed on the condition that I again promise that I would not get "jealous and weird" of Greg, who was just "a friend."
I would have agreed to anything and immediately said, "of course."
So Laurie reached behind her back and unhooked her bra strap. She slowly removed her bra, and I'll never forget her big boobs bouncing as she unleashed her 32 D cup breasts. Then I instantly noticed that her areolas were super large.
I'd seen lots of naked breasts in magazines, but the size of her nipples and areolas were amazingly large. They looked to be easily 2 inches in diameter. To be honest, I thought that her areolas were so large that they looked unusual. But then given the size of her big breasts, I'll never forget thinking, "well, all big breasted women must all have big nipples."
Anticipating that I was focused and starring at her large nipples, she said, "guys seem to love my big tits and big areolas."
When I said, "oh my God they look awesome," Laurie erupted in laughter again, causing her boobs to bounce on her chest. It was an amazing sight. Up to that point in my life, I'd never been more fascinated with a visual sight than that.
Then I noticed a number of marks on her boobs. I asked her what the marks were. She seemed annoyed by the naïve question and immediately blurted out, "oh my God, I thought you agreed not to be jealous!"
As soon as my brain processed her comment, it occurred to me that the marks may have hickeys. An "oh" must have escaped from me.
Laurie had all of the control in our relationship and she asserted it again by saying, "listen Markie [her pet name for me], if you're going to be jealous, you know that I'll have to put the breaks on seeing you, right?"
Again, I said, "I know our agreement and I'm not jealous . . . I swear, I just didn't know what the marks were."
Laurie said, "sure Mark."
I quickly apologized. And I tried to again insist that I was not jealous since I didn't want to do anything to hamper our relationship.
Laurie then said she thought we would need to just be friends for a while. I assured her that I was not jealous.
In response, Laurie said that she believed I was, but that she could "test" my claims of not being jealous. She said she wanted to be sure that I was not going to be jealous because she couldn't take having to deal with another jealous, controlling guy. She told me that I was likely going to fail her "jealousy test," and that most guys would.
I confidently assured Laurie I would easily pass her test.
Laurie then demanded that I remain restrained and put my hands behind my back. With that, Laurie sat back in her seat, and folded her arms under her big breasts, which only made them push out even more prominently. Looking directly into my eyes, Laurie leaned forward so that I could see her boobs up close (I was still restrained by the seat belt), and she asked, "do you know what the marks on my tits are from?"
As I starred up close to the amazing sight, I replied, "no" (even though I was praying it was not from Greg).
Laurie continued to look me right in the eyes and said, "last night, Greg and I went to the beach to smoke the rest of his pot, and he gave me the hickeys. Yes, those are hickeys from Greg sucking on my tits last night."
Laurie then waited to gauge my reaction. Now, however, her eyes alternated looking at my eyes and my erection. She added, "I told Greg not to suck them so hard in one place because it would leave a hickey, but I think he wanted to put the hickeys all over me."
Laurie then noticed that my penis jumped. She got an evil smile on her face. She slowly reached over and gently rested her hand on the tent that had developed in my Dockers.
Laurie continued, "Greg sucked on my nipples so much that they are still very tender tonight, but thank God they are already dark or you'd see huge hickeys there too."
Again, I have no idea why, but my penis jumped twice. I was rock hard. Laurie again grinned devilishly.
Laurie then asked, "now Markie, does it make you jealous or mad that another guy was sucking on my tits last night?"
I was insanely jealous, but my cock was undeniably totally erect. I didn't answer, but she didn't let me off the hook.
She repeated the question, to which I responded, "Oh, I'm just amazed at your fantastic breasts . . . and no I'm not jealous."
Laurie got that devilish grin again. "Are you sure you're not jealous of Greg?"
I lied again, "no, it's cool."
Laurie then whispered into my ear, "Markie, your cock is cute . . . it's small, but it's cute."
I didn't know what "cute" meant, but the small comment was embarrassing. I was speechless. Up till that point in time, I assumed I was average. Her devilish grin remained on her face as she was clearly enjoying tormenting me.
I was still sitting with my hands behind my back and Laurie leaned over and whispered, "You are still not allowed to touch me, but you can free your hands and, if you want, you can touch yourself."
I was not about to play with myself in front of a total hottie; that was something I did solely in private. I thought it was weird that she would want to see me play with myself, so I assumed it was another bizarre test of hers.
She continued, "Mark, if you stroke your cock, I just might show you my pussy."
I was speechless. Was she for real? Why the hell would she want to see me stroke my cock? Damn, I thought, "how humiliating to masturbate in front of someone else."
"Mark, you passed my test . . . now have you ever seen a real pussy?" Laurie inquired.
I was embarrassed to answer, so I said nothing.
She kept whispering in my ear, "Mark, I know that you jerk off thinking about me . . . so why not jerk off now while you get a glimpse of my pussy?"
I was frozen. I desperately wanted to see her pussy, but I was mortified at the thought of masturbating in front of her.
But Laurie was unrelenting, "go ahead and stroke your cute, little cock . . . and I'll show you my pussy."
I wanted to see her shaved vagina so much that I reluctantly zipped open the fly of my Dockers and released my 5" penis.
Laurie leaned back into her seat and with her devilish grin, she laughing said, "go ahead and stroke yourself Mark; I know you want to."
I gingerly grabbed my penis and began to slowly stroke it.
Laurie knew that my stroking was far too passive, and she blurted out, "come on, be a man and stroke that cute, little cock!"
In response, I started stroking in earnest. Laurie lifted her short skirt, and revealed a red thong. As I masturbated in front of her, she laughed while she pulled her thong to one side.
I saw my first pussy . . . and it was so incredibly beautiful. I immediately started having an orgasm. Sperm was flying as Laurie screamed and laughed at the same time.
She continued to tease me by laughingly asking, "Wow Markie, how long did that take you, all of 15 seconds?"
Laurie promised to call me later that night. I waited and waited for Laurie's call. It was 11:30 pm before she called. She said that she was tired and wanted to sleep and she asked if we could get together the next day.
I told her that I needed to talk to her that night.
She cut right to the chase by asking if I was "jealous" or if I wanted to talk about Greg?
Out of sheer habit of continually denying any jealously, I continued to insist that it was not about that. Of course, it was.
Laurie eventually relented and told me to come over.
As I pulled up to her house at 11:45 pm, she ran out and jumped into my car. I drove a couple of blocks away and parked the car.
She asked what was so urgent.
I started to mumble something about us and our relationship and Laurie stopped me.
She said, "Markie, it's obvious that despite your promises of not being jealous, you are very jealous of Greg."
I don't know why, but I continued to deny that it was jealousy of Greg.
Laurie called my bluff. She said, "well Mark, if you're not jealous of Greg, do you have any idea where I've been for the last 2 hours?"
I admitted to her that I didn't know.
Then came the big question, "Mark, do you really want to know where I've been and what I've been doing?" Before I had time to answer, she repeated, "do you really think you can handle it and not be jealous . . . do you really want to know?"
Then she added, "I guess if you're really not jealous, then maybe you do want to know."
I thought about it for a few seconds and wanting to know the extent of their relationship, I responded, "yes, I want to know."
Laurie said to drive to the secluded section of the empty K-Mark parking lot. As soon as we got there, she said "shut the engine off." Then Laurie sat back in her seat and asked, "one last time Markie, are you sure you want to know?" "Yes," I replied.
"Okay, Greg took me to dinner to celebrate his win. And after dinner, he drove me back to his house because he wanted to change his clothes. Laurie continued, "I didn't know that Greg's parents were in New York for the week. And as soon as we got back to Greg's house, he threw me on his couch and started kissing me." Laurie continued her description of the prior events, "he pushed my shirt and bra up and within seconds he was sucking on my tits."
Laurie then paused and looked down at my crotch. It was beginning to rise to attention. She couldn't contain her smile. She continued, "Greg is obsessed with sucking on my nipples, he can go for hours." "He sucked them until I couldn't take it any longer and I tried to pull his head up to kiss him, just to give my tits some much needed relief."
Laurie went on, "Greg likes to be a little rough, and before I knew it, he had pulled my skirt up to my waist and I was laying there in just my thong, with my blouse and bra pulled up around my neck."
My penis was now standing at full salute – totally erect. Laurie noticed and starting giggling and said, "oh my God Mark, I thought for sure that my description would freak you out . . . but I'm shocked that you're enjoying hearing about Greg attacking me!" She had her devilish look back and she chuckled at me and saying "oh my God, this is really freaky" and "I can't believe it." She quickly reached over, unzipped my jean, and pulled my penis out. As she starred at it in disbelief, Laurie asked, "wow, this really does turn you on, doesn't it?"
I honestly didn't know that the hell was happening to me. For sure, I knew that I was extremely jealous. Yet at the same time, my penis seemed to ignore my jealously because it was definitely hard as a rock.
As usual, I tried to deny my jealously so that I too could make out with Laurie. Thus, I boasted, "look Laurie, if I was jealous, would I have an erection?" Not sure what to make of the situation, Laurie exclaimed, "this is some weird shit, and I don't know what to make of it."
Laurie then slid over next to me and put her mouth directly next to my right ear. "Hey, you want me to keep going, don't you?"
I didn't say anything.
She then took her index finger and placed it just under the head of my penis, and barely touching my penis, she feathered the underside of my penis as she continued her description. "I have to admit that I love it when Greg eats my pussy, and besides, I was just glad to have his mouth off of my tender, sore nipples."
Laurie continued whispering in my ear, while gently feathering the underside of my penis, "Greg knows exactly how to bring me to orgasm with his tongue . . . and he knows that I'm putty in his hands once he gets me going."
I couldn't help it, not could I explain it, but my penis was twitching almost constantly as I fought to keep from coming all over myself.
Laurie continued her description of her earlier meeting with Greg, "as soon as Greg got me off, I felt the head of Greg's big cock at the entrance of my pussy." She added, "I don't know how Greg got it out so fast, but there it was pushing to try to get into my pussy."
"Greg's cock is so fucking big, that if I'm not really wet, and if I don't spread my pussy lips and help get him in, he rips me and I bleed," Laurie explained. "His cock is literally twice as big as yours." "So rather than get ripped apart, I reached down and spread my pussy lips and helped guide his big unit slowly into me."
Laurie sensed that I was starting to cum, so she quickly stopped rubbing my penis and grabbed the base of my penis and squeezed it really hard. She squeezed so hard that it hurt.
I yelped and said, "ouch, what are you doing?"
She said, "I don't want you coming just yet freaker boy." Still some cum was oozing out of the tip of my penis.
After she was confident that she'd postponed my orgasm, she scooped up the semen that had escaped from the tip of my penis and brought it to my lips. I quickly turned my head away.
Laurie then said, "Mark, if you want me to continue feathering your cock, you'll taste your own cum . . . come on, you can do it!" I would have killed to keep her massaging my penis, so I relented and opened my mouth.
"Good boy," Laurie praised me. It was the first time I had tasted semen.
It was obvious that Laurie loved the power and control that she had over me. And she loved teasing me, a previously sheltered religious k**, even more.
She asked, "how did your cum taste?"
I truthfully told her that it honestly didn't taste like much of anything.
"What, you can't taste it?" she questioned.
"Not really, I didn't taste anything," I said.
She seemed puzzled by my opinion. Nevertheless, she continued barely feathering the underside of my penis, the most sensitive area on my penis, as she continued her description of the events of barely one hour ago.
"As soon as he was in me, it occurred to me that he didn't have a condom on." "So I freaked out and told him that he better not cum inside of me," Laurie said. "But he couldn't give a shit and he kept driving his big, fat cock into me." She continued, "I kept telling him, don't fucking cum inside of me Greg." She annoyingly added, "But once he starts going, I know there's no way he can stop."
Laurie's voice seemed to get more animated when she said, "Two seconds later he was burying his big cock all the in me and groaning, and I felt his cock start to m start to spurt." Laurie said, "at that point, I didn't really care . . . I was just glad that his big cock wasn't hurting me anymore." "Besides," she added, "he's cum inside me so many times before, it's no big deal."
I couldn't help it. I, again, was having another orgasm. Laurie again squeezed the base of my cock and stopped the eruption.
Again she scooped the bit of semen that escaped to the top and put it in my mouth and asked, "can you taste it now?"
I just couldn't taste much of anything this second time and I told her as much.
Frustrated, Laurie said, "fuck, I can't believe you can't taste it!" So told me that it was an acquired taste for her but that she was okay with it now.
Then Laurie got that devilish gleam in her eye. She was determined to show me why she didn't like the taste of semen initially. Laurie whispered in my ear, "what if I were to tell you that I was thinking of maybe taking my top off and letting you play with my tits, and if you're gentle, I'll stroke you off."
I immediately begged, "yes, please, please, please." Nobody, besides myself of course, had ever stroked me off to orgasm. However, she added, "but you have to eat my pussy first."
I had a huge dilemma. I wanted to play with Laurie's amazing tits more than I wanted life itself . . . and getting stroked off by Laurie too? I couldn't think of anything better. And I didn't mind the opportunity to eat Laurie's pussy . . . but Laurie just got through telling me that Greg had just deposited a load of his semen in her merely half an hour or so ago.
Without giving me a chance to think too much, Laurie sat back, twisted her body, laid back and raised her legs so that her left foot was on the head rest of my seat and her right foot was on the dash board. She didn't have any panties on and this position left her pussy totally exposed. Only this time, her shaved pussy looked quite different. Instead of being a tight slit, her pussy was open. What's more, her vagina appeared to have a gaping hole in the middle, which I thought was due to Greg's big penis penetrating her. And there was clear fluid all around her pussy and even down the inside of her thighs.
I didn't want to get near Greg's semen, but before I could react, Laurie reached out and gently moved my head into position. "Lick it Mark . . . come on, its okay, lick it baby," Laurie exhorted me.
I resisted.
But Laurie pushed my head down to her pussy saying, "come on, do it . . . you know you want to." Laurie continued to push my head down to her pussy as she urged me to get into the task.
"Lick it" she demanded. "That's it Mark . . . keep it up . . . mmmm."
Laurie seemed to be truly enjoying herself. Then I felt Laurie contracting her pussy, and the same time she commanded, "suck it up . . . suck it up . . . keep sucking and licking . . . stick your tongue as far down as you can and keep sucking and swallowing."
I could definitely taste the pungent taste of semen mixed with Laurie's pussy juice.
As I was really getting into giving my first oral sex, I heard Laurie start to giggle. I thought she was giggling because she was enjoying my tongue work. But she kept giggling while cheering me on, "lick it . . . suck it . . . yeah." Then she'd giggle some more.
After 10 minutes of my giving Laurie oral, the first thing she said after she had an orgasm was, "oh my God Markie, I can't believe I just got you to eat my pussy after Greg just filled it with his cum!" She added, "wow, you must really love me!"
She was right; I was totally smitten by her beauty as well as her control. She had me.
Then she asked, "so how did Greg's cum taste?" Before I could even answer, she asked, "did you taste it? "Tell me how it tasted?"
I was embarrassed to tell her that it tasted okay to me . . . honestly neither good nor bad really. However, to agree with her that the taste was unpleasant, and to sound more masculine, I told her, "it was some nasty stuff, but your pussy juice was tasty."
She busted out laughing. She literally couldn't stop laughing at me with that devil grin of hers. She said, "get out of here, you can't tell the difference between my pussy juice and Greg's cum, and besides, 95% of what you just ate was Greg's semen . . . he cums like a ton . . . it leaks out of me for hours afterwards!"
She wanted to make sure that I was well aware of what I'd just done, "oh my God, you just swallowed a bunch of Greg's semen." "But don't worry," she cautioned, "I won't tell Greg!" She kept laughing.
She did stroke my penis while she exposed her tits. Her nipples were so sore from that jerk Greg that she told me to avoid her nipples altogether, which pissed me off.
However, I didn't have much time to get pissed because she jerked me off for about 15 seconds before I had my first orgasm at the hands of a woman.
I flirted with Laurie early and often during that tennis class. I thought about her constantly. She seemed to enjoy the extra attention. Our tennis class ended at noon. She knew that I always went off campus to lunch and one day she asked me if she could go with my buddy and me to lunch since she didn't have either a license or a car. Of course, I encouraged her to come with us, and I was happy that she joined us. During that tennis class, Laurie joined us at lunch a couple of times a week. I discovered that she usually joined us when her boyfriend Greg was doing his own thing for lunch. That was fine with me.
Toward the end of the semester, Laurie broke up with her boyfriend Greg. She told me that she needed some "space" from Greg and she said that he was "getting too controlling." She added that he was also jealous and she thought it best to give their relationship a break.
Saturday night finally rolled around and I picked Laurie up in my Volkswagen. We had a good time, but Laurie seemed distant. It was like she wanted to be somewhere else. So I asked her if anything was bothering her.
Laurie claimed that there was nothing bothering her. Perhaps it was me that was preoccupied because she sensed that something was different. She knew that it bothered me that she was talking to Greg still, but she told me that I was going to "turn into the jealous type," we'd need to give our relationship a break.
Once again, I had no alternative but to insist that I was not jealous and that if she was out with Greg the night before, "it was cool with me."
Laurie suddenly grinned brightly and leaned over and hugged and kissed me and thanked me for being understanding.
Later that night, Laurie asked me if I'd ever drink alcohol. I had not, and I admitted it. She then said that she was going to end my "alcohol virginity." I had my first beer that night. Laurie drank wine, while I had 3 Budweiser beers.
Laurie pushed me over onto my side of the back seat and she told me that since I'd agreed to drink with her, she was going to "give me a treat." But before, she said that she didn't know if I'd be able to restrain myself so she made me sit in left, back seat and she put the seat belt on me. She cautioned that if I released the belt, the "treat" would be over.
Once I agreed to not move, and to remain restrained by the seat belt, Laurie moved as far away as possible, by sitting in the right, rear seat. She starred directly into my eyes while she reached down and slowly pulled her snug fitting top over her head. There, before my straining eyes, was Laurie's bra, which seemed to barely harness her large breasts. The bra seemed so tight, that the tops of her boobs were spilling out of the top of it. Fortunately, we were parked in a parking lot that had good lighting. It was an incredible sight.
Laurie knew that I loved the sight of her bra covered breasts. She looking at my eyes, Laurie reached for my right hand and placed it up against her bra. I immediately squeezed her large, bra covered breast. It was awesome. I begged her to remove her bra. She agreed on the condition that I again promise that I would not get "jealous and weird" of Greg, who was just "a friend."
I would have agreed to anything and immediately said, "of course."
So Laurie reached behind her back and unhooked her bra strap. She slowly removed her bra, and I'll never forget her big boobs bouncing as she unleashed her 32 D cup breasts. Then I instantly noticed that her areolas were super large.
I'd seen lots of naked breasts in magazines, but the size of her nipples and areolas were amazingly large. They looked to be easily 2 inches in diameter. To be honest, I thought that her areolas were so large that they looked unusual. But then given the size of her big breasts, I'll never forget thinking, "well, all big breasted women must all have big nipples."
Anticipating that I was focused and starring at her large nipples, she said, "guys seem to love my big tits and big areolas."
When I said, "oh my God they look awesome," Laurie erupted in laughter again, causing her boobs to bounce on her chest. It was an amazing sight. Up to that point in my life, I'd never been more fascinated with a visual sight than that.
Then I noticed a number of marks on her boobs. I asked her what the marks were. She seemed annoyed by the naïve question and immediately blurted out, "oh my God, I thought you agreed not to be jealous!"
As soon as my brain processed her comment, it occurred to me that the marks may have hickeys. An "oh" must have escaped from me.
Laurie had all of the control in our relationship and she asserted it again by saying, "listen Markie [her pet name for me], if you're going to be jealous, you know that I'll have to put the breaks on seeing you, right?"
Again, I said, "I know our agreement and I'm not jealous . . . I swear, I just didn't know what the marks were."
Laurie said, "sure Mark."
I quickly apologized. And I tried to again insist that I was not jealous since I didn't want to do anything to hamper our relationship.
Laurie then said she thought we would need to just be friends for a while. I assured her that I was not jealous.
In response, Laurie said that she believed I was, but that she could "test" my claims of not being jealous. She said she wanted to be sure that I was not going to be jealous because she couldn't take having to deal with another jealous, controlling guy. She told me that I was likely going to fail her "jealousy test," and that most guys would.
I confidently assured Laurie I would easily pass her test.
Laurie then demanded that I remain restrained and put my hands behind my back. With that, Laurie sat back in her seat, and folded her arms under her big breasts, which only made them push out even more prominently. Looking directly into my eyes, Laurie leaned forward so that I could see her boobs up close (I was still restrained by the seat belt), and she asked, "do you know what the marks on my tits are from?"
As I starred up close to the amazing sight, I replied, "no" (even though I was praying it was not from Greg).
Laurie continued to look me right in the eyes and said, "last night, Greg and I went to the beach to smoke the rest of his pot, and he gave me the hickeys. Yes, those are hickeys from Greg sucking on my tits last night."
Laurie then waited to gauge my reaction. Now, however, her eyes alternated looking at my eyes and my erection. She added, "I told Greg not to suck them so hard in one place because it would leave a hickey, but I think he wanted to put the hickeys all over me."
Laurie then noticed that my penis jumped. She got an evil smile on her face. She slowly reached over and gently rested her hand on the tent that had developed in my Dockers.
Laurie continued, "Greg sucked on my nipples so much that they are still very tender tonight, but thank God they are already dark or you'd see huge hickeys there too."
Again, I have no idea why, but my penis jumped twice. I was rock hard. Laurie again grinned devilishly.
Laurie then asked, "now Markie, does it make you jealous or mad that another guy was sucking on my tits last night?"
I was insanely jealous, but my cock was undeniably totally erect. I didn't answer, but she didn't let me off the hook.
She repeated the question, to which I responded, "Oh, I'm just amazed at your fantastic breasts . . . and no I'm not jealous."
Laurie got that devilish grin again. "Are you sure you're not jealous of Greg?"
I lied again, "no, it's cool."
Laurie then whispered into my ear, "Markie, your cock is cute . . . it's small, but it's cute."
I didn't know what "cute" meant, but the small comment was embarrassing. I was speechless. Up till that point in time, I assumed I was average. Her devilish grin remained on her face as she was clearly enjoying tormenting me.
I was still sitting with my hands behind my back and Laurie leaned over and whispered, "You are still not allowed to touch me, but you can free your hands and, if you want, you can touch yourself."
I was not about to play with myself in front of a total hottie; that was something I did solely in private. I thought it was weird that she would want to see me play with myself, so I assumed it was another bizarre test of hers.
She continued, "Mark, if you stroke your cock, I just might show you my pussy."
I was speechless. Was she for real? Why the hell would she want to see me stroke my cock? Damn, I thought, "how humiliating to masturbate in front of someone else."
"Mark, you passed my test . . . now have you ever seen a real pussy?" Laurie inquired.
I was embarrassed to answer, so I said nothing.
She kept whispering in my ear, "Mark, I know that you jerk off thinking about me . . . so why not jerk off now while you get a glimpse of my pussy?"
I was frozen. I desperately wanted to see her pussy, but I was mortified at the thought of masturbating in front of her.
But Laurie was unrelenting, "go ahead and stroke your cute, little cock . . . and I'll show you my pussy."
I wanted to see her shaved vagina so much that I reluctantly zipped open the fly of my Dockers and released my 5" penis.
Laurie leaned back into her seat and with her devilish grin, she laughing said, "go ahead and stroke yourself Mark; I know you want to."
I gingerly grabbed my penis and began to slowly stroke it.
Laurie knew that my stroking was far too passive, and she blurted out, "come on, be a man and stroke that cute, little cock!"
In response, I started stroking in earnest. Laurie lifted her short skirt, and revealed a red thong. As I masturbated in front of her, she laughed while she pulled her thong to one side.
I saw my first pussy . . . and it was so incredibly beautiful. I immediately started having an orgasm. Sperm was flying as Laurie screamed and laughed at the same time.
She continued to tease me by laughingly asking, "Wow Markie, how long did that take you, all of 15 seconds?"
Laurie promised to call me later that night. I waited and waited for Laurie's call. It was 11:30 pm before she called. She said that she was tired and wanted to sleep and she asked if we could get together the next day.
I told her that I needed to talk to her that night.
She cut right to the chase by asking if I was "jealous" or if I wanted to talk about Greg?
Out of sheer habit of continually denying any jealously, I continued to insist that it was not about that. Of course, it was.
Laurie eventually relented and told me to come over.
As I pulled up to her house at 11:45 pm, she ran out and jumped into my car. I drove a couple of blocks away and parked the car.
She asked what was so urgent.
I started to mumble something about us and our relationship and Laurie stopped me.
She said, "Markie, it's obvious that despite your promises of not being jealous, you are very jealous of Greg."
I don't know why, but I continued to deny that it was jealousy of Greg.
Laurie called my bluff. She said, "well Mark, if you're not jealous of Greg, do you have any idea where I've been for the last 2 hours?"
I admitted to her that I didn't know.
Then came the big question, "Mark, do you really want to know where I've been and what I've been doing?" Before I had time to answer, she repeated, "do you really think you can handle it and not be jealous . . . do you really want to know?"
Then she added, "I guess if you're really not jealous, then maybe you do want to know."
I thought about it for a few seconds and wanting to know the extent of their relationship, I responded, "yes, I want to know."
Laurie said to drive to the secluded section of the empty K-Mark parking lot. As soon as we got there, she said "shut the engine off." Then Laurie sat back in her seat and asked, "one last time Markie, are you sure you want to know?" "Yes," I replied.
"Okay, Greg took me to dinner to celebrate his win. And after dinner, he drove me back to his house because he wanted to change his clothes. Laurie continued, "I didn't know that Greg's parents were in New York for the week. And as soon as we got back to Greg's house, he threw me on his couch and started kissing me." Laurie continued her description of the prior events, "he pushed my shirt and bra up and within seconds he was sucking on my tits."
Laurie then paused and looked down at my crotch. It was beginning to rise to attention. She couldn't contain her smile. She continued, "Greg is obsessed with sucking on my nipples, he can go for hours." "He sucked them until I couldn't take it any longer and I tried to pull his head up to kiss him, just to give my tits some much needed relief."
Laurie went on, "Greg likes to be a little rough, and before I knew it, he had pulled my skirt up to my waist and I was laying there in just my thong, with my blouse and bra pulled up around my neck."
My penis was now standing at full salute – totally erect. Laurie noticed and starting giggling and said, "oh my God Mark, I thought for sure that my description would freak you out . . . but I'm shocked that you're enjoying hearing about Greg attacking me!" She had her devilish look back and she chuckled at me and saying "oh my God, this is really freaky" and "I can't believe it." She quickly reached over, unzipped my jean, and pulled my penis out. As she starred at it in disbelief, Laurie asked, "wow, this really does turn you on, doesn't it?"
I honestly didn't know that the hell was happening to me. For sure, I knew that I was extremely jealous. Yet at the same time, my penis seemed to ignore my jealously because it was definitely hard as a rock.
As usual, I tried to deny my jealously so that I too could make out with Laurie. Thus, I boasted, "look Laurie, if I was jealous, would I have an erection?" Not sure what to make of the situation, Laurie exclaimed, "this is some weird shit, and I don't know what to make of it."
Laurie then slid over next to me and put her mouth directly next to my right ear. "Hey, you want me to keep going, don't you?"
I didn't say anything.
She then took her index finger and placed it just under the head of my penis, and barely touching my penis, she feathered the underside of my penis as she continued her description. "I have to admit that I love it when Greg eats my pussy, and besides, I was just glad to have his mouth off of my tender, sore nipples."
Laurie continued whispering in my ear, while gently feathering the underside of my penis, "Greg knows exactly how to bring me to orgasm with his tongue . . . and he knows that I'm putty in his hands once he gets me going."
I couldn't help it, not could I explain it, but my penis was twitching almost constantly as I fought to keep from coming all over myself.
Laurie continued her description of her earlier meeting with Greg, "as soon as Greg got me off, I felt the head of Greg's big cock at the entrance of my pussy." She added, "I don't know how Greg got it out so fast, but there it was pushing to try to get into my pussy."
"Greg's cock is so fucking big, that if I'm not really wet, and if I don't spread my pussy lips and help get him in, he rips me and I bleed," Laurie explained. "His cock is literally twice as big as yours." "So rather than get ripped apart, I reached down and spread my pussy lips and helped guide his big unit slowly into me."
Laurie sensed that I was starting to cum, so she quickly stopped rubbing my penis and grabbed the base of my penis and squeezed it really hard. She squeezed so hard that it hurt.
I yelped and said, "ouch, what are you doing?"
She said, "I don't want you coming just yet freaker boy." Still some cum was oozing out of the tip of my penis.
After she was confident that she'd postponed my orgasm, she scooped up the semen that had escaped from the tip of my penis and brought it to my lips. I quickly turned my head away.
Laurie then said, "Mark, if you want me to continue feathering your cock, you'll taste your own cum . . . come on, you can do it!" I would have killed to keep her massaging my penis, so I relented and opened my mouth.
"Good boy," Laurie praised me. It was the first time I had tasted semen.
It was obvious that Laurie loved the power and control that she had over me. And she loved teasing me, a previously sheltered religious k**, even more.
She asked, "how did your cum taste?"
I truthfully told her that it honestly didn't taste like much of anything.
"What, you can't taste it?" she questioned.
"Not really, I didn't taste anything," I said.
She seemed puzzled by my opinion. Nevertheless, she continued barely feathering the underside of my penis, the most sensitive area on my penis, as she continued her description of the events of barely one hour ago.
"As soon as he was in me, it occurred to me that he didn't have a condom on." "So I freaked out and told him that he better not cum inside of me," Laurie said. "But he couldn't give a shit and he kept driving his big, fat cock into me." She continued, "I kept telling him, don't fucking cum inside of me Greg." She annoyingly added, "But once he starts going, I know there's no way he can stop."
Laurie's voice seemed to get more animated when she said, "Two seconds later he was burying his big cock all the in me and groaning, and I felt his cock start to m start to spurt." Laurie said, "at that point, I didn't really care . . . I was just glad that his big cock wasn't hurting me anymore." "Besides," she added, "he's cum inside me so many times before, it's no big deal."
I couldn't help it. I, again, was having another orgasm. Laurie again squeezed the base of my cock and stopped the eruption.
Again she scooped the bit of semen that escaped to the top and put it in my mouth and asked, "can you taste it now?"
I just couldn't taste much of anything this second time and I told her as much.
Frustrated, Laurie said, "fuck, I can't believe you can't taste it!" So told me that it was an acquired taste for her but that she was okay with it now.
Then Laurie got that devilish gleam in her eye. She was determined to show me why she didn't like the taste of semen initially. Laurie whispered in my ear, "what if I were to tell you that I was thinking of maybe taking my top off and letting you play with my tits, and if you're gentle, I'll stroke you off."
I immediately begged, "yes, please, please, please." Nobody, besides myself of course, had ever stroked me off to orgasm. However, she added, "but you have to eat my pussy first."
I had a huge dilemma. I wanted to play with Laurie's amazing tits more than I wanted life itself . . . and getting stroked off by Laurie too? I couldn't think of anything better. And I didn't mind the opportunity to eat Laurie's pussy . . . but Laurie just got through telling me that Greg had just deposited a load of his semen in her merely half an hour or so ago.
Without giving me a chance to think too much, Laurie sat back, twisted her body, laid back and raised her legs so that her left foot was on the head rest of my seat and her right foot was on the dash board. She didn't have any panties on and this position left her pussy totally exposed. Only this time, her shaved pussy looked quite different. Instead of being a tight slit, her pussy was open. What's more, her vagina appeared to have a gaping hole in the middle, which I thought was due to Greg's big penis penetrating her. And there was clear fluid all around her pussy and even down the inside of her thighs.
I didn't want to get near Greg's semen, but before I could react, Laurie reached out and gently moved my head into position. "Lick it Mark . . . come on, its okay, lick it baby," Laurie exhorted me.
I resisted.
But Laurie pushed my head down to her pussy saying, "come on, do it . . . you know you want to." Laurie continued to push my head down to her pussy as she urged me to get into the task.
"Lick it" she demanded. "That's it Mark . . . keep it up . . . mmmm."
Laurie seemed to be truly enjoying herself. Then I felt Laurie contracting her pussy, and the same time she commanded, "suck it up . . . suck it up . . . keep sucking and licking . . . stick your tongue as far down as you can and keep sucking and swallowing."
I could definitely taste the pungent taste of semen mixed with Laurie's pussy juice.
As I was really getting into giving my first oral sex, I heard Laurie start to giggle. I thought she was giggling because she was enjoying my tongue work. But she kept giggling while cheering me on, "lick it . . . suck it . . . yeah." Then she'd giggle some more.
After 10 minutes of my giving Laurie oral, the first thing she said after she had an orgasm was, "oh my God Markie, I can't believe I just got you to eat my pussy after Greg just filled it with his cum!" She added, "wow, you must really love me!"
She was right; I was totally smitten by her beauty as well as her control. She had me.
Then she asked, "so how did Greg's cum taste?" Before I could even answer, she asked, "did you taste it? "Tell me how it tasted?"
I was embarrassed to tell her that it tasted okay to me . . . honestly neither good nor bad really. However, to agree with her that the taste was unpleasant, and to sound more masculine, I told her, "it was some nasty stuff, but your pussy juice was tasty."
She busted out laughing. She literally couldn't stop laughing at me with that devil grin of hers. She said, "get out of here, you can't tell the difference between my pussy juice and Greg's cum, and besides, 95% of what you just ate was Greg's semen . . . he cums like a ton . . . it leaks out of me for hours afterwards!"
She wanted to make sure that I was well aware of what I'd just done, "oh my God, you just swallowed a bunch of Greg's semen." "But don't worry," she cautioned, "I won't tell Greg!" She kept laughing.
She did stroke my penis while she exposed her tits. Her nipples were so sore from that jerk Greg that she told me to avoid her nipples altogether, which pissed me off.
However, I didn't have much time to get pissed because she jerked me off for about 15 seconds before I had my first orgasm at the hands of a woman.
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