Subject: Blowjobs; Blow jobs.
Description: The Teenager From The Third Floor Reveals Secrets During A Friendly Blow Job.

BLOWJOB GIRL (Or, Talk, Suck Cock, Talk...)

Linda looked up at me, holding my hard-on lightly in her fingers. "How come I like to suck cock so much?" she said.
            "How come you like to talk so much?" I teased.
            "You'd better be nice to me," she said. "Or I'll bite your dick."
            "You can bite it, if you want to," I said, "a little bit. I like that. Not too hard."
            She popped the head back into her mouth, sucked, and then released it again.
            "Have you ever sucked a cock before?" she said.
            "Once or twice, a long time ago. I tried it."
            "Was it once, or was it twice? How long ago? Did you like it?"
            "Maybe a few times," I admitted. "I had to get drunk. It was a long time ago."
            "Did you like it?" she insisted.
            "You ask too many questions," I said, grabbing a couple of swallows of my cold beer.
            "Did you?" she said.
            "Let me put it this way, Linda. If you had a cock, I'd suck it every day. But boys are not my thing. At least not legal ones."
            "You want to suck off little boys?! " she grinned. "Me, too! That would be fun."
            "Yeah, until you end up in the hoosegow," I said.
            Linda gave my cockhead a playful lick. "I know," she said, "but it makes me hot to think about things that you can't do."


            "What else makes you hot?" I said.
            "What have you got," she said, and went down on me.
            Down, down, down.
            Linda was just a girl from the third floor who liked giving blowjobs. Blowjobs were her way of being friendly, she said.
            Take what you can get, I say.
            The last time I got head from an eighteen-year-old was back in the days when I was doing that other experimenting. Getting sucked regularly by a girlie as cute as Linda was like winning the lottery.
            "Can I ask you a question?" I said.
            "Mmph," she said.
            "Take off your clothes. Suck me naked."
            "S'not a question."
            "Will you?"
            "Okay. You can look at my pussy, but only look. That's for my boyfriend."
            She stripped, sat on the floor, and spread her legs. Turned her head and looked away while I looked, as if she were showing me a scar, or a tattoo.
            "Lucky boyfriend," I said.
            "Tell him that! -No, on second thought, don't," she smiled.
            "Isn't he taking care of you the way he should?"
            I stroked my shaft, drinking in the sight of her tender body. She watched my hand, clearly fascinated to see me masturbating.
            "No," she pouted.
            "A girl like you needs it a lot, huh?"
            She was touching herself. Her pubic fluff. Sandy blond, softly curled, delicate pink cunt lips.
            "You need to rub your pussy right now, don't you?"
            "But I can't," she said.
            "You can," I said. "It's making you excited thinking about it. You've never rubbed your pussy in front of somebody, have you?"
            To encourage her, I began jacking with more abandon, setting my knees apart, cradling my ball sac. It seemed to please her.
            She abruptly started fingering herself. "It will take me a few minutes," she said.
            "When you climax, I'm going to shoot my jizz all over you," I said.
            That did it. She became frantic, her pretty hand flying back and forth, up and down, back and forth again, her slim body arched off my living room rug.
            She began murmuring breathlessly, half to herself. Oh, Daddy, don't spank me!!! I need to do this so bad. Please don't spank me too hard. I'm sorry I sucked my brother's cock, Daddy! Ooooohhhh! OH! OH! OH! OH!"
            I stood up and let my semen fly, and I asked no questions. But I did have some new ideas for next time she showed up at my door, in addition to the many fine blow jobs I was already looking forward to.
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