“Right, I don’t think anyone can see us parked here. Now, before I get down to sucking your poor dick, I want something in return,” she demanded as she unclipped her seat-belt.
“OK; anything, please. Whatever you want,” Spencer gasped as Emma pulled his cock out of his trousers.
“Tell me about the girls at school. Are there any you fancy?” she asked as she ever so slowly pulled back his foreskin.
“Oh, Emma!” he moaned. “Yes, there is one in particular but she’s too gorgeous for me.”
Emma bent her head and gently blew on his cock. “Too gorgeous?” She looked up with wide innocent eyes. “But don’t you think I’m gorgeous, Spencer? And here I am, holding your cock; about to put it into my mouth.”
“Oh, fuck Emma, please suck me,” he begged.
“Oh, I will, Spencer. But first tell me about this girl.”
He took a deep breath. “OK. She’s called Suzy Simpson and she’s beautiful. Not as beautiful as you but still lovely. She’s quite tall with really big boobs and she’s blonde although I think she might dye her hair. She’s not as slender as you either but she’s still got an amazing figure.”
He could feel her warm breath on his cock now. He suppressed the urge to push her head down and waited for her as patiently as he could.
“Mmmm. She sounds delicious. I might decide to feel jealous after all. And does she have a boyfriend?”
“She’s been out with quite a few of the boys in the year but I don’t think she’s with anyone right now. They all say she had sex with them though.”
“And do you ever talk to her?” Emma’s red lips were only a few inches away from his cock now.
“Not really. Although she smiled at me today, I think. Having said that, she might have been laughing at me because I had a hard-on in class.”
Emma brought her head up. “Oh, did you, you poor thing? Well, I think she sounds perfect: she’s hot; she puts out; and at least she knows who you are. I think you should think about what lovely things you’d like to do to her while I do this to you.”
And with that, she brought her head back down, enveloping the knob of his cock into her soft hot mouth. Spencer had fantasised about this moment extensively but he couldn’t have imagined the pleasure that coursed through his body as Emma swirled her tongue around his glans. Accurately gauging the level of his excitement, she paused after a few seconds to smile up at him wickedly.
“Does that feel nice, darling?”
“Oh, fuck, yes,” he moaned.
Emma stuck her tongue out and slowly licked up and down his shaft before sucking each of his heavy balls in turn. Then she gradually worked her way back up his cock planting tiny butterfly kisses all the way up to the top before gradually allowing her tongue to peep through her lips until she was flicking the very tip of his erection with it.
Pausing briefly to give him another smile, she slowly sucked in first his glans then inch after inch of his shaft until she had swallowed an impressive proportion of his cock. Steadily she worked her way up and then down, quicker and quicker until her head was moving faster than he had believed possible.
In less than a minute, he started spurting uncontrollably into her mouth. Gradually she slowed down, all the while making appreciative noises before lifting her head to look him in the eye and making a show of noisily swallowing his cum.
“Mmmm. Thanks, Spencer. That was delicious.”
“Oh, wow. No, really. Thank you,” he managed to gasp. “That was the single best thing that has ever happened to me.”
“Oh, darling. You’re so sweet.” Emma rummaged around in her handbag before finding some mints, popping one into her mouth and pulling down the vanity mirror to reapply her lipstick.
“Well, I don’t know about you, lover, but I’m ravenous. Shall we go to dinner?”
~~~
The next morning, Spencer woke up to intense bliss of Emma’s mouth around his cock and the muffled slurpings from under his duvet as she gave him his third ever blowjob.
Last night had been the most magical of his life. After introducing him to the delight of fellatio, Emma had taken him to an upmarket and chic Italian restaurant. Spencer had particularly enjoyed the attention they’d received. The hungry looks from other men as they gazed at Emma and the jealous ones they directed at him added a swagger to his walk. Although the frank appraising stares from other women as they studied him made him feel they were trying to work out why he was with such a beautiful woman.
During the meal, Emma had explained to him the importance of conversation to girls and about making an effort to understand what they were interested in. She’d also made clear how attractive confidence was and how acting positively might yield him unexpected results.
And of course all the while she’d flirted with him, making him blush several times, until he’d gradually begun to flirt back with a little more assurance.
As they’d left and made their way to the cinema, Emma had pulled him towards her and, for the first time, they’d kissed. He’d been taken by surprise by just how much fun kissing was despite Emma stopping every now and again to offer coaching and advice until she was satisfied with his technique.
He didn’t remember much of the film even though it was one he’d wanted to see. They’d sat down at the back of the quiet cinema and within minutes of the lights dimming, Emma had taken out his hard cock and begun to masturbate him slowly and deliberately. Over the next two hours he’d fondled her boobs while they kissed until, right at the end of the film, Emma bent down and finished him off in her mouth.
And to end the evening perfectly, when they’d got back home, Emma had treated to him to another topless blowjob which he’d enjoyed even more, perhaps because he wasn’t at risk of either coming quickly or being arrested for exposure.
So all-in-all he’d slept extremely well, although he was more than happy to woken by her so delightfully.
“Oh, Emma,” he groaned in pleasure as he shot off into her mouth once more. “Thank you, so much.” She waited until his shuddering and squirting had subsided before sliding up the bed to kiss him fondly.
Spencer put his arm around her as she cuddled into his shoulder. “Morning, handsome,” she breathed into his ear.
Spencer realised he could feel her bare torso against his. He ran his hand down her back to her bottom, realising that she was wearing nothing more than a thong.
“Oh, wow, Emma,” he said as he squeezed her perfect bum with one hand and her breasts with the other.
“Spencer! I thought I might be safe in bed for a few minutes if I sucked you off first!”
Spencer lifted his hand up her back and then slid it back down inside her tiny g-string. As he instinctively slid his middle finger between her bum-cheeks, over her arsehole and towards the lips of her pussy, Emma objected. “That’s far enough, loverboy! You’re not ready for that yet.”
“And in any case,” she added as she slipped adroitly out bed, “it’s time to get up and go to school. Don’t worry; you’ve got plenty of time to play with me. After all, I’m here for three weeks!”
Spencer made a grab for her but she ran out of his room giggling, her flawless bottom wobbling deliciously as she disappeared around the corner.
He fell back into bed and put his hands behind his head, staring up at his ceiling in wonder. Three weeks of Emma! Could life be any better?