After a good while of exploration of my own body, I decided to talk about my new feelings for boys with Mom. I figure that most girls wouldn't dare discuss their desires with their mother but given our "unique" relationship and my own confusing feeling I figured it'd be best. To my surprise, she was delighted to hear I was taking an interest in boys. She spend the whole evening giving me a crash course on dating as a girl. Let him make the first move, how to subtly flirt, what to wear to spark attention. Once again, I found being a girl to be far more complicated than I thought. I was excited to put all my new knowledge into action. Unfortunatly, Mom told me the following day that she wanted me to abstain from sex for at least the next month. I was surprised she took that approach given the very quick origins of her own relationship with Derek but then she presented me with a bottle pills. She told me she had been on the phone with my doctors and they were confident that since I had already experienced periods, I was physically capable of getting pregnant. The pills would take some time to kick in so she told me not to jump the gun and end up pregnant. It all made sense but didn't make me any less horny. I told her my problem a few days later while were sitting on her bed. She told me she had just the solution as she dug around in her night stand. Her hand emerged holding a large pink dildo. She told me she bought it for herself right before meeting Derek but never actually needed it. The mention of her very active sex life instantly sent me back the night I peeped on them. I quickly thanked her, grabbed the rubber tool and made for my room.
I was used to my fingers but the dildo was something else entirely. I was a bit too tight down there so I had to take it slow. Eventually I came to the conclusion that some sort of lube might help. I didn't have anything on hand but remembered all the times Helen had gone down on me in the past to give my dick a bit of lubrication. In a moment I had slipped the rubber tip inside my mouth and began to coat it.
As I licked up and down the shaft I found myself getting more turned on. The whole experience was actually kind of fun. I kept licking the surface as my fingers warmed me up downstairs. It was properly soaked well before I began to use it again and the saliva did the trick.
I steadily pushed in and out of myself. Eventually I felt the pressure begin to build. I sped up the motion and grabbed a handful of my boob. The pleasure tipped over and I felt the most intense orgasm I had had yet. I kept that routine for the next week. Each time beginning with my mouth and then moving to my pussy. I even tried to watch some porn and mimiced the blowjobs the girls would give. Soon I realized that maybe I didn't have to wait the full month to get some satifaction.
I had been flirting with Tyler for weeks at the point and I knew I had him wrapped around my finger. He was a sweet but dumb football player who, according to rumors, was packing where it counts. Today I finally decided to got for it. I wore a tiny skirt and low cut shirt. Sure, I had to watch out for being dress-coded but it was worth it to get what I wanted. Finally I reached the math class he and I had together and put all my tricks into practice. I twirled my hair, I bent at the waist to give him a full view of my cleavage, and I licked my lips just before turning away. It was no surpise that he asked if I could come help him study tonight at his house.
The pretense of studying was thrown out almost immediately after we got there. Before I knew it, I was sprawled out on his bed and my clothes were on the floor. I told him I couldn't go all the way today but was happy to take care of him. He was satisfied with it and so I got to work. I quickly showed attention to his balls while I worked his shaft with my hand. I knew I had had them all my life, but from this angle they looked huge and foreign. He tasted salty but I found myself kind of in to it. My dildo hadn't had balls so I was a bit at a loss on how to handle them but his grunts told me he was enjoying himself.
I made eye contact as I plunged my lips down onto his tip. I knew that when Helen had done this to me in the past I had always enjoyed when she looked up at me. Now a days Helen and I were both on our knees. I wanted to feel some sort of sad about that but I couldn't seem to get there. The taste, the growns, the feeling of having someones pleasure be at your whim was just too much fun.
I tried my hand at deepthroating him. He responded by placing his large hands on my ass. I wanted to focus on the dick in my throat but the way his hands felt on my body just made me melt. I lost focus and gagged a bit. I pull out and apologized but he said he was having a great time and that I'd get there. His compliment laced with the idea that I would be blowing him many more times gave me a sense of pride and made me feel sexy.
I quickly got back to work on his tip. I had had my fun and now I wanted my reward. I didn't know yet if Chloe was a spit or swallow type of girl but I was eager to find out. It didn't take longer before I felt him start to twitch more fequently. He kindly gave me a warning that he was very close but I just kept going. Before I knew it he was erupting in my mouth.
I quickly decided that spitters were quitters and started to swallow as it came. I figured it must of been a while since there was no end in sight. Despite my efforts, I just couldn't swallow fast enough and some of it spilled onto my chin and chest. When his meaty fire hose had finally let up I polished him off with my tongue. I asked if he had a good time and he told me that I was clearly a natural. Once again, I felt a sense of pride. I had made him cum with just my mouth and now I got to lick the proof off my hands and chin. As I slipped my thong back between my legs he told me he thinks he'll need a lot more help with math in the future. I winked and told him he can count on it.