“You Never Forget” - They say that you never forget your first time. Robert reflects nostalgically on his first blowjob.

I was standing dressed only in a red lace bra, matching panty and garter belt, sheer black stockings, red high heels, red lipstick, red finger nails, deftly applied makeup and gold hoop earrings; my Pixie hairstyle was perfect and the hint of my Dior ‘Sauvage’ perfume made your boy-bump grow. My sexy ‘high above the knee’ party dress that you unzipped and helped me out of was draped neatly on a bed post. I coyly unbuckled your belt, unsnapped your pants, pulled down your zipper and watched your pants fall to your ankles; you deftly kicked them aside.

I remember long, passionate kisses but I can’t recall who initiated them. It didn’t matter; I loved them! I know because I kept coming back for more! I had never kissed with a girl like you. I loved what your lips and hands did for my libido. I loved feeling the warmth and strength of your arms as you hugged me! Your touches made my young nipples and pudenda tingle and grow delightfully!

When I teasingly lowered your Turquoise colored French Cut silk panties your magnificent hardness revealed itself; it seemed to wave at me. I was not distracted by your black thigh high ‘stay up’ stockings this time. My smile widened and my heart rate increased as I took in the visual beauty of the object of my pent up desires, dreams and carnal needs. Your shaft danced in anticipation of my moist red lips and eager tongue.

You sat on the soft protective towel that I had placed on a comfortable overstuffed chair for you. You thoughtfully handed me a small knee cushion which I placed on the floor between your stocking covered legs.

I knelt and gazed in awe at your firm shaft extending upward from a nest of femininely trimmed pubic hair; your cock’s spongy glans called to me; it awaited kisses and touches from my virgin lips and tongue. I held your fuzzy sacks gently in one hand and marveled at the veined girth and firmness of your erection; I felt it twitch; a delightfully erotic drop of clear pre-cum formed at your tip; my pulse rate increased in anticipation of things to cum.

I looked approvingly upward into your eyes and softly begged, “Please, may I?” You smiled, nodded approval, and invitingly widened your legs. I reached into my wispy bra and removed a tube of lipstick; bright red lipstick. For your benefit I made a sultry show of coloring my lips.

I smacked my lips, replaced the cap on my lipstick and gently tossed it out of the way. You asked me to remove my bra and show my developing breasts; my nipples were rigid just like you prefer. I pulled your firmness closer to my lips; I felt its heat and your pulse as I savored the girly-man scent that is you; the lovely drop of ‘Sissy Lip Gloss’ that seeped from you required my immediate attention.

As I held your erection I used my thumb to spread your slippery nectar over and around your cock head. You said you liked what I was doing. I felt the urgency of your needs building as were mine. I playfully stroked you to full hardness; your cock grew in length as did mine! My heart was pounding as I guided your cock to my wanton red lips and coated them with your abundant ‘Lip Gloss’.

I slowly teased your cock head and its underside with the tip of my tongue before kissing your glans and frenulum. I purposely left erotic red lip prints as proof that I had been there before I enshrined your throbbing stiffness in my eager virgin mouth; my red Sissy lips sealed snuggly around your shaft like a form fitting velvet glove; I treasured the feeling of your throbbing cock on my tongue and in my virgin mouth; it felt so right! I gleefully left red ‘love rings’ along your shaft to mark MY territory.

I sucked your cock more fully into my mouth and began a slow tongue slide downward towards the root of your manhood; your cock hit the back of my throat. The throbbing of your seeping penis in my mouth and on my lips thrilled me; I was officially a cocksucker; I was YOUR cocksucker!

By instinct and desire I moistened my middle finger with my tongue and placed it on the very rim of your boy-pussy; I teasingly tickled and probed your inviting love-tunnel as I orally pleasured you with my lips and tongue. I looked again into your eyes for permission to enter you; you nodded your approval and said “Yes my pretty Sissy you may.”

I pressed my wet digit firmly on your puckered rosebud and slid it home; I paused a moment to let you catch your breath before beginning to lovingly finger fuck you; my clittie grew. I too enjoy the special feeling that penetration by a lover’s finger brings; my mind wondered what your cock would feel like when it slid and out of my boy-pussy.

That thought added to my arousal; I resisted my desire, my need, to straddle your stiffness and slowly impale myself on your rigid manhood and ride you to the stars. My urge to clench and milk you as you breed me is still in my mind; I want your seed dripping from my pussy. Does cock sucking have this effect on you?

As I fingered and probed you I continued exploring your penis with my lips and tongue; up, down and around. Your sultry moaning of approval inspired me. I found an odd sense of contentment as I nursed on your cock; I yearned for a mouthful of your creamy seed so I increased my mouth and finger actions as I sought my wet reward; I was not long denied!

My warm viscous reward came! It came more than three times; the sheer volume and force of your spurting seed did not disappoint me. I savored and swallowed your gift many times and it was not unpleasant. In fact it was exhilarating! They say that you never forget your first time.

I kept you in my mouth long after you were spent so I could feel your penis soften. Somehow, during my oral worship of your cock, I had spontaneously filled my panties with my own emissions. I was very content and I felt delightfully naughty. Your tender kisses and caresses afterwards made for a perfect “date”; you said you could taste yourself on my lips.

Afterwards when you hooked my red lace bra, playfully rubbed my pantied butt and called me ‘Bobbie’ you made me feel deliciously feminine. I hoped that you would find me worthy of being bedded and bred by you. I would have gladly bent over, spread my cheeks, guided your firmness into my pink pucker and surrendered my virgin pussy to you and your rampant penis if only you had asked.

As you watched me straighten my damp panties and refresh my lipstick I was sure that you knew right then that I was man enough to be a woman for you; that I would be your queer whenever you were near… if you asked. Will you ask?
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