I'm Sam, an eighth grader trying to fit in an find a girlfriend. The jocks can have any girl they want, but it's more difficult for bookworms like me. It takes a lot of effort, and willingness to be rejected before I get a date.

One thing I do have going for me is my big cock. It's over 6 inches long, which is pretty good for a guy who hasn't finished puberty yet. I love to show it off in the showers at school. I couldn't help but notice that the jocks were all small compared to me. But that didn't help me get the girls.

One day I was just hanging out with the other kids and an absolutely beautiful high school girl came up to me and said, "I hear you are quite a gentleman, and really know how to treat a lady."

I was completely floored that this beauty would single me out! She was tall, with lovely red hair down past her shoulders and pretty green eyes, and very impressive tits, (from what I could tell).

I couldn't help but think she made a mistake, but sure wasn't about to say anything. I let her take me by the hand and lead me to her car. I got in and she drove off.

Her name was Doris and she was a Junior in High School. She then began a line of conversation I would never had expected.

"When a guy goes on a date he always hopes to get lucky," Doris said.

"But if they do, they often cum quickly and then just want to leave," she continued, "You know how that makes a girl feel?"

"No," I said, having no idea how to participate in this conversation.

"It leaves us feeling unappreciated," she said.

"Now you are a gentleman, aren't you?" she asked.

"Yes, of course," I replied, pretending to know what I was talking about.

"Then you will make sure that you take care of me first, won't you?" she asked.

"Of course," I replied, hoping I would even know what to do.

"Good," Doris agreed, "Then you will get lucky and have a wonderful time."

Doris drove to her house and said that she lived with her mother, who works nights and wouldn't be home until 11pm. She took me inside and we sat on the couch.

We kissed, or rather Doris taught me how to kiss, not like the girls in my class -- she was really a hot babe!

She unbuttoned her blouse and took it off, then removed her bra. Sure enough she had some amazingly ample tits, with big nipples. She pulled my head to her breast and I began to suck one of the nipples. The best I had done on dates was to feel a breast through the clothes, and now I was truly in heaven.

Doris told me to remove my pants. I sat there in my shorts and she reached into my shorts and fondled me. She sure knew what she was doing -- the girls I dated were reluctant to even touch me!

"How did you ever end up with such a manly cock?" Doris asked.

"Just lucky I guess," was my reply.

"I think I'm the lucky one," she replied, "To be on the recieving end of this."

It sure looked like I was going to have the time of my life!

While Doris fondle me I continued sucking her nipples and she moaned with delight.

"Would you rim me?" she asked.

"I don't know what that is," I admitted.

"Kiss my ass," she replied.

"The cheeks?" I asked.

"No, the hole," she said.

That took be aback. I loved the way a girl's ass looked and had actually fantasized about kissing their hole, but it seemed like such a filthy thing.

"Isn't that dirty?" I asked.

"For some people," explained Doris, "But not me -- I am always kissing clean on a date."

I told her I had never done it, but would try.

Doris turned around and knelt on the couch, leaning on the back. She lifted the back of her skirt up to her waist and pulled her panties part way down.

"That's where I want your attention now," she said, "The rest you can have later."

I would have just pulled her panties off her, but for Doris I would do it her way.

I leaned forward to her soft round ass and kissed the cheeks, then the crack, and entended my tongue into the crack. She smelled clean and fresh, with the slight fragrance of perfume -- nothing to hold me back now.

I spread her cheeks exposing her pucker and it looked really inviting. I brought my lips to it and Doris sighed. "Your the kind of gentleman who takes good care of his lady," she said, "Now show me what you can do with your tongue."

There only seemed to be one thing to do with my tongue, and at first blush I wasn't inclined to enter her, but I wanted her so badly. Forcing myself, I licked her hole and pressed my tongue into it and put it in and out over and over again.

I was really enjoying this, and though it was wonderful how her ass cheeks felt so warm against my cheeks -- kind of giving a new meaning to "cheek to cheek".

I continued to rim her until she finally told I had done enough. I pulled back and sat next to her as she turned around.

"Now for the really special part," she said, "I want you to go down on me -- will you do that?"

Of course," I said, I had eaten pussy before, and if her ass was kissing clean her pussy should be also.

"Some guys are reluctant to go down on me," she said, "But I think I can count on you!"

I reached under her skirt but she stopped me momentarily. She reached under her skirt and pulled her panties off, and told me to resume.

I kissed Doris as I worked my hand up her soft leg, headed for her pussy, when suddenly -- I felt a cock!

"What the hell?" I said.

"Now Sam," Doris said, "You aren't going to chicken out on me now, are you?"

"But your a guy," I said, starting to feel sick about having my tongue up a guy's ass.

Holding her breasts up, she said, "Do I look like a guy?"

I pulled up her skirt and said, "You do down there!"

"Sam, you have to understand," she explained, "I'm no ordinary girl -- I'm a Tgirl, and men seek us out -- many think we are better than genetic women."

"But you want me to give you a blowjob," I protested.

"Of course not," she said, "I just want you to go down on your lady."

"I find it difficult to see it that way," I said.

She took my cock in her hand and fondled me vigorously while kissing me. Soon I started to see things her way, and told her I was ready to go down on her.

I knelt on the floor in front of her as she spread her legs and held her skirt up for me. I remembered eating pussy and often finding it difficult to locate a girl's clitty, but Doris' clitty was easy to find. I took her into my mouth and somehow seemed right. As I sucked I looked at her tits and pretty face and continued to remind myself that I was going down on my lady.

In a few minutes she climaxed, pumping her load into my mouth.

"That's wonderful, Sam," she praised me, "Now just swallow my girl juice."

I swallowed and pulled off her. She pulled me back onto the couch and kissed me. I found that I kind of enjoyed going down on Doris.

"Now it's your time," said Doris, "And because you have been such a gentleman you may have your choice. I can suck you off or you can fuck me."

"I sure like your ass!" I said.

"Then it's all yours," responded Doris.

She turned around again, holding her skirt up and offering me her ass.

"Just use plenty of lube and enter me slowly so you don't hurt me." she instructed.

I was glad for the guidance because this was all new to me.

I applied some lube to my hard cock, but when I saw her hole I just had to kiss her again. Without her panties I could see balls hanging down under her, but that didn't matter to me -- I was taking care of my lady!

I pressed my face to her ass again and rimmed her by very best before pulling back an pressing my cock to her. I went slowly, starting to enter her, but not wanting to hurt her. Then she pushed back, taking me in completely.

"Just hold it there," she said.

As I stood there, my cock engulfed by her warm ass, I felt the most wonderful tightening around my cock. It was like a hand squeezing and then letting go repeatedly. I didn't think any pussy could do that, but her ass sure could!

"Okay, go for it," she said.

I pulled back and then pushed in again. I repeated and began to establish a rhythm. She matched my rhythm with her tightening as I stroked. This would have been enough to put me over the edge, but as I thought about going down on her I realized that she was the hottest babe in the world, and pumped my load into her.

I pulled out and she sent me to the bathroom to wash up. When I returned she was sitting on the couch with a dreamy look on her face.

I sat next to her and she said, "How was our first date for you?"

"Incredible!" I replied.

"All of it?" she asked.

"Every moment!" I assured her. She gave me her phone number and email address. She said she needed to get me home before her mother got home, so we got in the car and she drove me back.

That night I though about all my new experiences, trying to decide which I liked the best. As I drifted off to sleep I decided that it was going down on her!

  To be continued . . .

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