My name is Tanner. When I was sixteen, I was terribly shy, interested in girls, but had no idea how to deal with members of the opposite sex. This is the story of how I overcame that problem.
The summer of my junior year, we got a new neighbor. Her name was Marian Hayes. She worked at the local library. The house used to belong to her older brother and she inherited it when he passed away. The house needed a little work, as did the gardens and the lawn. That’s where I came in! My Dad suggested that I offer my services to the new neighbor, as a gesture of welcome to the neighborhood.
Marion was about sixty years old, with faded red hair, very pleasant, and not too shabby looking, if I do say so myself. I stopped at her house, introduced myself and offered my services. She pleasantly accepted my offer, saying, “I can’t pay you much, but I can offer you milk and cookies after a day’s work.”
“That would be great. Anything you need done, just let me know.” I started with the grass, finishing in record time. I was invited in and we sat at her kitchen table and got to know each other. Small talk, mostly and I found, much to my surprise that she was easy to talk to. I made arrangements to return the next day and start working on the overgrown gardens.
When she got home after her shift at the library, I was just finishing up with weeding her front garden. I was quite happy with my work, and when she saw what I had done, so was she. She invited me in and produced milk and cookies and we talked. I found it so easy to talk to her about anything and everything. It became routine.
Then one afternoon, over cookies and milk, she asked, “Tanner, do you have a girlfriend?”
“I… uh… no, I don’t.”
“No? A handsome guy like you should have girls fighting over you.”
“I… I… get nervous around girls.”
“Are you nervous around me? I’m a girl,” she said with a disarming smile.
“Well… I… I guess not.” I stammered.
“Is there a particular girl that you’d like to get to know better? Maybe I can help.”
“Re… really?”
She moved over to the seat next to me. “Of course. But you have to promise me something.”
“Sure! What is it?”
“You can’t tell anybody,” she stared into my eyes, putting a hand on my thigh.
“A… about what Ms. Hayes”
“About what I’m about to do.” Her hand slid upward, cupping my cock with her palm. “And here at the house, call me Marian.” She gave me a squeeze.
“Yes, Ma’am, I mean Marian.” I could feel the heat of her palm and my thoughts turned from milk and cookies to what she was doing. My cock began to stretch, forming a tent in my shorts.
She smiled again, “That looks a little painful. Let me help.” Pulling at the waistband of my shorts, she exposed the head and part of the shaft of my growing manhood. “Oh, my. Look what we have here. If the girls saw this, they’d be all over you like houseflies on watermelon.” She leaned down, kissing the crown, then feathering around it with the tip of her tongue.
I let out a groan as her lips closed over the head. She dropped to her knees between my legs and began sucking more and more of me into her mouth. “Ohhhh, fuck.” As soon as I said that my face flushed with embarrassment. “Sorry, I… I,” I blurted.
Letting my stiffness drop out of her mouth, she smiled again and said, “That will come later!” She re-introduced her mouth and tongue to my fully erect cock and began bobbing up and down.
“Jesus, that feels so good!” I moaned, as I watched her pale red head slide down my shaft and pull up, leaving my spit-soaked cock exposed for a moment. My hips involuntarily left the chair as she slurped. “Oh shit! I… I think… I’m gonna cum!” I don’t know exactly why I warned her. Maybe I expected her to pull off, but she didn’t.
She began humming instead. My hands gravitated to her head as I felt the first wave of orgasm spread from my crotch to the rest of my body, ” Unnngghhh! Unnngggg! Oh-fuck! Cummminnngg!”
I could feel her tongue on my shaft as I pumped gobs of warm sperm into her mouth. It seemed to go on forever. Finally, My cock began to shrivel while still in her mouth. She let it slide from her lips, sucking a drip of cum from the corner of her mouth. “Damn, Tanner. That was a lot of cum.” She swallowed the last of it, and sat down across from me. “From the look on your face, you needed that.” She smiled and added, “So did I.”
I sat in stunned silence. The village librarian just gave me my first blow job, and she liked it as much as I did! “That was incredible!” I gasped.
“Today’s lesson is over, Tanner, but we’re not done yet. Not by a long shot,” she said as that disarming smile crossed her face again. “But please, please don’t tell anyone. I could lose my job if we are found out. Promise me?”
“I… I promise, Marian. This will be our secret.”
She took my face in her hands and gave me a kiss. A long, deep, lingering kiss. I could taste myself on her lips and tongue. Not my favorite flavor, but she seemed to have enjoyed it, so I went along. “You’d better run along home. We don’t want your parents to get suspicious, now, do we?”
I zipped up and strode to the door, turned as she said, “Pleasant dreams, young man. I know I will.”
That night, all I could think about was Marian. Marian and the amazing feeling of cumming in her mouth. Marian and the taste of my own sperm. I wondered what she looked like without clothes. I found myself stroking in bed, my face buried in the pillows, so my folks wouldn’t hear when I came. And when I did, I came in the palm of my hand. I panicked when I heard my Mom come upstairs. What if she walked in on me? What would I tell her?
Quickly, I sucked the warm white goo from my hand as I threw the covers over me. Still didn’t like it. Too bitter, But Marian liked it. I could tell by the way she swallowed it all. If she liked it then I needed to learn to like it, too. I wondered how she would react if I told her what I had done. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow afternoon, when she got home from work.
The next day dragged. Even when I got home, the two hours before Marian would get off work took forever to pass, but I did some more yard work. When she stepped out of her car, she swung her leg wide, showing off black lace panties. My cock blossomed, tenting my shorts. She noticed. “Ready for some milk and cookies?” she asked as she walked to the front door. “Or did you have something else in mind?”
I blushed a deep, deep crimson. “I… um… I… I don’t…um.”
“Don’t make me twist your arm,” she said, as she put a plate of cookies in front of me at her kitchen table. As she set the plate down, one of the cookies slid off the plate and onto the floor.
“I’ll get that,” I said as I dropped to my knees and crawled under the table. I grabbed the cookie and looked up, so I wouldn’t smack my head. To my surprise and delight, Marian’s legs were splayed open and her panties were right there in front of me. I froze in place, staring at her crotch, the white hairs of her pussy visible under the black lace.
She leaned over and caught me staring, “Find something better than a cookie?” I blushed again. “Go ahead, take a closer look.”
I shuffled forward so her knees flanked my ears. I breathed in the subtle scent of her muffled by her panties. I made my cock twitch. It was new to me. A natural scent, but it went straight to my head. She slumped down in the chair moving closer to me. The closer I got, the less subtle the scent.
I don’t know why, but I felt compelled to move even closer, until my lips touched the damp fabric and I planted a kiss on her panty clad pussy. I felt her hand on the back of my head as her thighs pressed against my head. I was painfully hard now, and wanted her to repeat yesterday.
She seemed to read my mind. “You want me to suck it again, Tanner?”
She opened her legs enough for me to say, “Yes, Ma… I mean Marian.”
“Okay. But, you have to do something for me. Deal?”
She closed her thighs again, and I mumbled, “Mmm, hmmm,” into the sweet-smelling gusset of her panties.
“Sit on the table,” she said, as she pulled her chair up. “Drop your shorts and your boxers.”
I did as directed, the table cool under my buttocks, and my cock sticking straight out, pointing at her nose.
“A fine specimen indeed,” she said as she picked up the crown and sucked my left nut into her mouth.
“Ohhhh fuck!” I groaned as my hands gripped the edge of the table. I could feel her tongue as it washed every square inch of the crinkled flesh of my nut sac. Then she switched to the other while gently stroking my shaft. I looked down at her. She was looking up at me, her eyes smiling at the effect she was having on me. I noticed that her blouse was open and I could see down the open space. She had on a bra that matched her panties.
She was bigger than I had expected, her full breasts swaying inside her blouse, as she switched to my crown, sucking and swirling her tongue. She began humming. “Oh God! Oh my fucking God!” I groaned lifting my hips from the table, trying to feed her more of me.
Pulling off for a moment, she noticed the view down her blouse, “Wanna cum on my tits? Or do you want to cum in my mouth?” Without waiting for an answer, she enveloped my cock again and continued to hum.
The vibrations churned my balls as I grunted, “Mouth… please.” She reached for my left hand and pulled it to her breast. The warm, soft globe felt heavenly as I slipped it inside her bra. Her nipple was hard against my palm as I gently squeezed. “Oh God! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” I groaned as I could feel my orgasm building. The tip of her tongue gently probed my piss slit as her hand hefted my nuts one by one.
“Come for me, Tanner! I want to taste you,” she mumbled on my cock. “I want to drink your cum. “
Between the nipple burning into my palm, the gentle squeezes to my balls and the suction on my cock head, I went into sensory overload. “Fuck, fuck… fuck!” I groaned as the first rush of cum coursed up my shaft and splashed onto her tongue. Another and another followed, a seemingly endless flow filling her cheeks as I squeezed her breast uncontrollably. Finally, I was able to breathe, as I watched her smile as my manhood slithered out of her mouth.
I took her face in my hands. “That was incredible!” I panted and pulled her to me, kissing her full on the lips. She opened her mouth in return, letting my cum flow out of her mouth and into mine. We kissed for almost a full minute before she broke it off.
“That was unexpected!” she said, “But hot as hell. What convinced you to do that?” Her hands gravitated to my deflated cock, stroking it gently. I explained about last night and having nowhere to hide it, so I swallowed it instead. “That’s incredibly sweet, young man. With your instincts, you are going to make some woman an incredible lover,” she said. “Now it’s your turn. Let’s switch places.
So we did, but not before she shed her blouse and pulled off her panties. There she sat, legs parted, her pussy on display. “Take a closer look, Tanner. Kiss it if you like.” I shuffled closer. When my nose brushed against the pale red hairs of her cunt, I got a whiff of her scent. She smelled so good. I pressed my lips to her moist slit. “Lick it, Tanner, taste my cunt. Do you like it?” I felt her hand on my head, pulling me tighter.
“Mmmm, hmmm,” I moaned as my tongue explored, probing deeper, slipping inside her.
“Keep that up, young man, and you will make me cum,” she moaned as I felt her thighs press against my cheeks. “Lick the little nub at the top of my pussy.” she said. I feathered it with the tip of my tongue. I felt her hips roll as I licked and stabbed my tongue deeper. “You are a natural-born cunt appear,” she whispered as she smeared her essence all over my face. “I’ve been waiting for this all day.”
That was all I needed to hear. I moved my mouth up and sucked her lust swollen clit into my mouth, my tongue swirling around it. “Ohh, God yesss!” she groaned. “Fingers! Use your fingers.” I pushed my middle finger into the soft depths of her cunt, feeling her moist heat.”Another!” My ring finger joined the middle as her spongy flesh adapted to a second invader, sluicing in and out in time with flicks of my tongue rasping at her clit.
My reward was a fresh dose of her juices assaulting my nostrils and coating my tongue with her sweetness. “Palm up,” she panted, “Curl your fingers.” Her grip on my head with her thighs tightened, not that I wanted to escape. “That’s it! Right there! Right there!” The pads of my two fingers scraped against her g-spot with each curl. Her hips rose off the bed as she pulled my face tighter to her cunt. “Oh-my-god! Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!”
It was then that I remembered her humming on my cock, so I returned the favor. The vibrations on her clit drove her over the edge. “Yes! Yess! Oh fuck, yes!” she screamed as her orgasm ripped through her, wave on wave. As it subsided, she relaxed her thighs and pulled me off her cunt, up past her still heaving breasts and planted a deep kiss on my mouth. Breaking the kiss, she whispered, “Thank you. That was wonderful.”
“Oh no. Thank you,” I replied with a smile, as I settled down on top of her, my now rejuvenated cock poking her belly.
(To Be Continued)
