Gurl of My Dreams Part 4
Gurl of My Dreams Part 4
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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Author’s note:
_A mysterious girl makes a guys masturbation fantasies come true, leading him to do things he never thought he would! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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N ow that I'd sucked a guy off, I guess I'm no longer straight. That's really not a big deal to me, though I don't want it to be generally known. Sharon has been really great for me, true to her promise, making many of my fantasies a reality.
I hadn't counted on blowing my best friend Marc, but now that I have, I'm glad I did – that was REALLY kinky. I love the way Sharon convinced him that he was getting sucked by a girl, so I had no risk of exposure – except for the video Sharon took. That's something I don't want getting out. I guess I better not piss her off.
At bedtime I jacked-off, replaying Marc's blowjob. I really wanted to do more but wasn't sure if that could happen.
With Monday's arrival, I could count on some playtime with Sharon after school. I was ready for whatever kinky fun she dished out to me, but she wanted to talk.
"Steve, I really love our time together, but worry that we are too dependent on sex," she began.
"Do you doubt my feelings about you?" I asked, having no idea what brought all this on.
"Well, you haven't exactly been clear on that," Sharon said.
"I want to tell you how I feel," I said, "But wasn't sure you are ready to hear it."
"Try me," Sharon said.
"Ok," I responded, "I love you, not for sex, but for you. You just happen to be a girl who is better than any other girl I've known."
"Oh?" she replied, "Because I have a cock?"
"I won't lie," I said, "I do like that, but there is a whole lot more. You know how kinky I am and you like me anyway. You are easier to talk with than any other girl."
"Do you truly accept me as a girl?" she asked.
"Absolutely!" I insisted, "And being so special has some other advantages as well."
"Such as?" she responded.
"No unwanted pregnancies, periods or PMS," I said, "That puts you WAY AHEAD of other girls."
I guess you've thought about us more than I have," she said, "I appreciate how flexible you have been and open to trying new things."
"Speaking of which," I said, "You were the one who came to me offering sexual adventures."
"You're right," she acknowledged, "And now I'm the one wanting this to be about more than just sex."
"I want that too," I agreed, "But I don't want to give up the sex."
"Ok," Sharon agreed, "Let's do other things, and still have sex."
"Sounds like a deal to me," I concurred.
"Just one thing though," I added, "Do you look inside other guys heads too?"
"Some, but mainly you," she replied.
"What do you find there?" I asked.
"That's how a found that Marc wanted a blowjob," Sharon explained, "In fact he had a fantasy about a blindfolded anonymous blowjob, so we gave him that."
"I wonder what he wants now that he got it," I pondered.
"He want more," Sharon said, "Are you up for that?"
"As long as we keep it anonymous," I agreed, "I'd be delighted."
"Okay," she said, "I'll set it up."
I couldn't believe my good fortune – sucking Marc a second time might just lead to something regular, which I'd love – I just hope that Sharon won't mind my liking it so much.
Two days later I was talking with Marc, and he told me of the anonymous blowjob he'd had, and how he was going to have another.
"Maybe this will turn into something regular," I said, wanting to plant the idea for him.
"I hope so!" Marc replied, "It's got to be the very best way to cum!"
"I've heard that," I agreed, now looking forward to next Sunday, when I'd be sucking him again.
On Sunday I arrived at the park at 2pm as agreed. Sharon had Marc blindfolded, once again with hands tied behind him. I approached quietly and this time I unzipped him and took out his cock. I loved the way it felt in my hand as it grew in response to my touch. I began to suck him and soon he was moaning, which urged me on. Then he came, giving me the load I wanted so badly. I held him in my mouth and would have continued, except that Sharon put her hand on my shoulder, reminding me that I was done.
I backed off and stood up, sharing Marc's load with Sharon. "Meet me here at 3pm, okay?" I whispered. Sharon agreed and I departed, so she could free Marc.
I returned at 3pm to find Sharon waiting. "What did you have in mind?" she asked.
"Just a little rimming," I said, "Until you need to cum so badly you lose control."
"Right here in public?" she asked.
"If it's okay for blowing Marc it should be fine for us," I replied.
I had Sharon kneel on the picnic table top while I sat on a bench facing her. I raised her skirt, revealing her lovely cheeks. Kissing each, I pulled her thong strap to the side and spread her cheeks. I pressed my face to her, slipping my tongue in as Sharon moaned.
As I continued to rim her, she pushed back against my face, as if to force my tongue in deeper. I kept going, while fondling her cock, which was now fully erect. Then Sharon turned around and sat on the table top, holding the front of her skirt up. I leaned forward and took her into my mouth and sucked her eagerly. She ran her fingers through my hair while pulling my head close to her.
It was like a sacred coupling to be like that together. I felt such love for Sharon I simply had no words to describe the feeling. Then she gave me her gurl juice, which I welcomed, enjoying the feeling of her little cock pulsing as she came in my mouth.
"That was wonderful," she said, "You really know how to treat a girl."
"You are the gurl of my dreams," I said, "And I want you to always be with me."
"Keep that up and you can count on it!" she said.
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)