I sprinted in the house and still had tears running down my face. We weren’t even supposed to touch. I went straight for the shower. Pulled off my clothes, my panties were wet with his cum!

Damn you Tommy! I was so mad at him. He knew this was happening and he let it! God damn all men! Fucking asshole! Doesn’t matter to him that I could get pregnant!

I climbed in the shower. Pulled the handheld shower head down and sprayed between my legs. I used my other hand to reach up and try to finger out his load from inside me.

I sprayed the water inside me and winced as the spray reached parts of me that didn’t agree with the spraying water. The water felt like a constant stream of needles poking at my sensitive parts. After a minute or two I gave up. Fell laying in the tub, water spaying across my body from the shower head I had dropped.

Finally, I got up turned off the water and dried myself off. Maybe nothing would happen, people have sex all the time and don’t get pregnant. We didn’t even have sex!

He’s my best friend, how could he put me through this! I’m only 14! I started to cry a little again. I remembered it happening. Me siting with his huge penis hanging between my legs. It was hard and curved upwards, but I was pushing it down to rub against my pussy. It felt so nice, then when I shook like crazy, That was fun. Had Tommy ever fingered a girl? He never told me about anything even close to that happening to him before. As I thought about it, it occurred to me I was the first for Tommy too.

It wasn’t his fault, I realized. I sat there watching his semen stream out onto my pussy. I told him not to let it drip out. What was I thinking? I never tried to stop it, his jiz was right on top of my lips. Where did I expect it would go?

I felt so bad for yelling at him. Oh my god! I yelled it out in front of his father! His dad knew me! He knew my parents! Shit!

I wrapped the towel around myself and went to my room. Got dressed quickly and ran back to Tommy’s house. I rang the bell to his house. Not sure what I was doing there. Would I apologize to Tommy or explain things to his dad? What would I say-

His dad opened the door, “hello again Jeanette,” he held up his hand as I stepped forward to walk in. “First, we need to talk.” I saw Tommy behind his dad. He looked scared.

“Yes, sir. I wanted to apologize to you. I should have stayed to explain.” I started.

He stepped out and closed the door. “Listen I know you two have been friends forever. I have let you two remain close and I never once prepared my son for this.”

“Huh?” I was confused.

“He’s a boy, you’re a girl. I should have warned him the day might come when you or he might want to experiment… Sexually, with each other.” This was awkward. I couldn’t look Tommy’s dad in the eyes, what did he think of me?

“Sir, it’s my fault. I made him and I let it happen then blamed him because it felt too good I didn’t want to stop…” Oh my god I just said that to his dad! Just shut up Jeanette, I thought.

His face turned red and he had a proud smile at the corner of his mouth. “Well I went to the store and got you both some protection for next time.”

“Next time, oh no sir! That was a one time thing and even that wasn’t supposed to happen. We where just supposed to look at each other’s stuff, you know?” I kept talking. Why couldn’t I stop talking? “The next thing I know I was touching his then he wanted to touch mine. And…”

“That’s alright Jeanette. I understand how it works better than the two of you I’m sure. Here take a few.” He passed a handful of condoms to me.

“Sir, I’m not doing that yet! We didn’t have sex. We just gave each other a hand job and some dripped into my…” I reached out and took the condoms. It seemed the only way to get me to stop talking.

“Carry those on you, you may not expect to have sex but then as you said you didn’t expect to give Tommy a hand job and you didn’t expect some to go in you.” I nodded. “So you don’t expect to have sex but now you’re ready if you do. I don’t care if it’s Tommy or any other guy you make them wear one every single time!”

“Yes sir.”

Everything was cool after that, a little awkward but mostly back to normal. Tommy was so nice to me for the next month it was almost weird. All our friends teased him saying he was ‘sucking Jeanette’s dick’. Which made me a little uncomfortable and I always stuck up for him.

He never mentioned it to me again. There were some silent moments when I thought he wanted to talk about what happened but I tried to talk about a million other things anytime it got too quiet.

I did notice that he stopped talking to me about pretty girls at school. He used to tell me who he thought was pretty and I’d tell him to go for it or no you don’t want her because… But ever since that night, not even once did he ogle a girl passing by us.

His dad threw a party for the end of the school year. We still had a few more weeks left so it was a little premature but any excuse to party. Tommy said it was because his dad thinks he’s having sex with the hottest girl in school. “I swear I heard my dad say it on the phone once.” Tommy told me.

That’s funny, so Tommy’s dad thinks I’m hot huh? Haha. I dressed up in a cute skirt and a sexy see-through blouse with a black camisole underneath. I wore bright red underwear, matching bra and panties. For a 14 year old that was a feat.

My parents, especially my dad would never buy matching underwear for me. ‘No ones going to see it so who cares if it matched?’ My dad would say. So I tricked him, I got him to buy the bra with a story about my size changing and my other one was digging into me. Then a few weeks later in the same store bought three pair of panties just needing new ones. Two were everyday casual whatever panties but the last one was the matching reds.

The party was fun and there were lots of kids there. A few of the boys talked to me and tried to single me out but my girl friends Aida and Cynthia helped keep them back. After eleven a bunch of kids left and it was mostly the people we actually knew. Then it turned into just a hang out session.

I went to the kitchen to get some more drinks. Tommy’s dad, MrH was there.

“Hey,” I said “just here for a few more…” I said about the sodas.

“Oh, uh… I have some in my room.” He told me.

“Uh, ok great. I’ll follow you then?” I asked. I didn’t understand why he had soda in his room. Maybe he thought we were done and took them there. Or maybe he stocked the extras there for when we ran out.

We walked down the hall past where everyone was hanging out in the entertainment room. They were all watching a movie still and didn’t see us.

I walked in his room. “I’ve never been in your room,” I said looking around. “Wow, that’s a big bed!” I couldn’ resist jumping on it.

“Yeah it’s a king size.” He told me looking in his closet.

I rolled over something under the covers. “Sorry I think I sat on something…” I said as i lifted the covers to pull it out.

He was walking out of the closet with a little box in his hands, “what did you say- No leave that…”

I looked at what I had pulled out. A porno magazine! There was something stuffed between two of the pages. I looked at him.

“I… Uh… Well my wife’s out of town again and… Anyway, let’s trade, he’s more condoms.” He said nervously.

“Condoms? I still have all the ones you gave me.” I told him, slipping my finger in the magazine to see what was in the page he was interested enough in that he’d save it with some paper sticking out.

“Why did you asked me for more in the kitchen?” He asked. Seeing me open the book he climbed on the bed to grab it from me.

I rolled back out of reach and opened it. A picture fell out. The girl on the page was pretty she was giving a blow job to an older man. It looked hot. MrH was scrambling over the bed to get it. I rolled so I could hold him back with my legs.

I was laughing, “oh that’s nice… Maybe I’ll have to try that next.” He froze. My legs bent against his chest. I looked down at him, my skirt had come up way up. His face tilted down and his eyes widened, I could tell he was looking at my red panties. He was almost on top of me with my legs partially opened. His eyes never left the spot between my legs.

“Uh, I’m sorry…” He said slowly backing off of me. “I shouldn’t have left that out and you shouldn’t be…” He stopped mid sentence eyes finally leaving my panties just enough to stare at my chest.

I looked down at my chest, the picture that had fallen out was on my chest front-side down.

“No, I’m sorry, this is your room I should have…” I started apologizing, picking up the picture to put it back to his favorite page. I glanced at it as I put it in, then stared.

It was me, I took this picture here at their house one time being silly. It was from his camera. Why did he print it? Well it’s his camera he could… I started to put it in the magazine and now made a connection.

“Oh my god!” I said shocked. Then another connection, the girl on this page has the same hair color like me and our body seizes were about the same. Her head was turned so you couldn’t get a good look at her face. If you didn’t know better you might confuse her for me. “I… I… Don’t know what to say.” Was all I could manage.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I… I’m just a sick lonely man. I know it’s wrong but… I’ve always thought you were so beautiful.”

It was weird and flattering. Here was a nice older guy that could have any woman he wanted and he wanted me.

“It’s ok,” I said. I sat up best I could and passed the magazine back to him. “Here this too,” I gave him my picture too.

I rolled off his bed and walked to his door. I turned back to look at him. His eyes were intent on me.

“Will you think of me in your bed tonight after I leave?” I asked.

“I already am,” he said simply.

With that I closed his door and walked back to the bed. I pulled my two shirts off and let my skirt fall to the floor. I stepped out of my skirt and crawled into the bed with him.

His eyes were wide with shock or lust. I climbed up to his waist and sat on top of his legs. He stayed perfectly still. Eyes never leaving my body. I wasn’t even sure why I was doing this. Maybe the picture, or maybe because he’d already fantasized that I’d already done this.

I reached down and unzipped his pants and pulled the button open. I reached in and fumbled with his underwear. I could feel his erection under it. I gave it a little rubbing before pulling at the top of his underwear.

He lifted his waist with me on his legs. I felt like I was floating. I pulled at his pants and underwear until they were clear of his balls.

He was definitely Tommy’s dad. They could have been twins with their large dicks, but Tommy had more of a curve in his and his dad had much bigger balls and more hair.

“You don’t have to do anything for me,” he said.

“What?”

“If you walked out right now, I’d have months of maturation about this night.” He said seriously.

Wow, really? Months. “Who says you need to masturbate anymore?” I said, as I lifted his heavy cock and lowered my mouth.

I remembered what I did to make Tommy cum and I started doing that and using my mouth. People always called it ‘sucking dick’ so I started sucking on it. First just the huge mushroom tip, as I sucked, more edged it’s way in my mouth. I felt the ridge around the tip get sucked past my lips.

I sucked more while pumping the rest of his shaft. I used one hand to play with his big saggy balls. I couldn’t fit anymore in my mouth without choking on it. I worked my way back up and off it to catch my breath.

“It’s so big, i…” Trying to catch my breath still, “just can’t get it all in.”

“You are doing great!” He said. “I haven’t had a blow job in so long and this is better than any I remember.”

That made me smile. I was still pumping his staff while we talked. When I looked down there was that watery build up on the tip that had fascinated me with Tommy.

I licked the stuff off, he moaned. I guess he liked that. I licked some more and was rewarded with several moans. I went down his long shaft licking here and there. Then licked the entire length up.

More liquid at the tip. This time I sucked that little bit off and licked around his tip along his ridge.

“I like this part,” I said licking at it again.

“Oh fuck, Jeanette the whole thing is yours! You can have any part of it.” He said.

I smiled and sucked the top in and pushed my lips back and forth over it. I liked the way it felt when my lips bulged out around it. His hand brushed my hair out of my face and he watched me.

Holding my hair became pushing my head down, his cock filling my mouth more and more. I felt it hit the back of my throat and my reflex was to swallow. I felt his huge dick go into my throat. His hand pushing my head down more.

I tried to make room, make my throat open for it. I began swallowing more and harder. I felt another inch of his cucumber dick pass my lips. Where was it all going? I couldn’t breath I needed air. I pulled back lifting my head off his massive dick.

As I gulped for air he put his hands on mine and began moving my hands up and down his shaft. I knew how to pump his dick and I took over that without his direction.

I went back down on his head. Again playing with the top I loved so much. As I sucked on it I rolled my tongue around it. I took more in so my tongue could play with the ridge in my mouth.

I recognized the moaning sounds. He was about to cum. What was I supposed to do now? The boys at school always bragged that the best girls swallowed. What was the other option? What if it tasted gross? Would he be mad if I didn’t?

Before I could decide what to do I felt the familiar twitch of his long staff. Immediately a burst of hot cream sprayed the back of my mouth. I swallowed it as another blasted my throat. I tried swallowing again then again. I couldn’t keep up with how much there was. My mouth felt full of cum. I could feel some dripping out my mouth.

It was thick and hard to swallow. I opened my mouth around his dick and saw his spunk drip down his shaft. when I didn’t feel any more bursts, I pulled my mouth off his dick. I drank up what was left in my mouth.

It didn’t taste bad maybe a little bitter like coffee without sugar but not coffee. I saw a puddle of his cum building up at the base of his pole. I sucked off the beading cum on his tip then licked all the way down his pole. At the base I slurped his spilled cum into my mouth and decided I kind of liked the feel of it.

It reminded me of Tommy’s cum when he came on my pussy lips and we played with it like a pet. Cum was my pet and I could play with it in my mouth now. Rolling it around on my tongue.

“Oh god that was incredible Jeanette!” He said to me.

“It was, I liked that a lot! I have to get back to my friends now before they wonder where I am,” I told him. “Call me next time before you beat off, if you do think of me.”

“Oh I will!” He said excitedly.

I saw the camera I had used months ago. I picked it up and took a picture of myself in my bra and panties.

“Oh that’s so hot, thank you.” He smiled at me. “You have been so amazing to me!”

I looked at him laying there and thought of the magazine. “Just in case you need me and I’m busy…” I said as I climbed back into bed. I grabbed his soft cock and picked it up with one hands and sucked him back into my mouth.

Even soft his dick was big. It was not as big and I took the opportunity to suck more in and down my throat. As his tip went down my throat and my lips reached his base I could feel it getting firm and thicker.

I drew back so I wouldn’t choke on it. I picked up the camera and took another picture of his hardening cock in my mouth. I looked at the camera preview screen and the picture was perfect.

It looked a little like the one from the magazine. My face was a little hard to see but he would know it was me. That and the other picture of me in underwear should be good.

I gave his big tip a nice licking for good measure then climbed back off the bed. I dressed and left without another word.

My friends were arguing about another movie to watch it was late now and some wanted to go to bed.

“Where the hell have you been?” My friend Cynthia asked. “Tommy is out looking for you.”

“I just went for a walk to make a call.” I lied.

“Well Tommy is going crazy looking for you, you’d think he was your lover!” Another friend, Aida said.

“Shut up! I yelled. We’ve been friends longer than you’ve been out of diapers!” I shouted. I turned to leave again, this time for Tommy.

“Now where are you going?” Cynthia asked.

“Come with me, I’m going to find Tommy.” I asked her. She followed me out.

“So where were you really?” She asked when we left the others.

“Oh you know… Just blowing dicks in the neighborhood.” I laughed. But she’d never believe it.

“Ew, that’s nasty!” Cynthia said.

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