Date: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 18:52:08 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Sucking Scott Part 28 Scott and I were childhood friends. We would jack off together in the woods behind his house unit his father caught us one day. I really wanted to suck Scott's cock but never had the opportunity. When Scott's father caught us and I was scared to death that he would tell my parents, but fortunately he didn't. It did bring things to an abrupt halt. I never got to suck Scott, but wish I had. This series is about how I really wish things had happened. Scott, if you read this please contact me – perhaps we could still make this happen. Perhaps one day I will re-connect with Scott and pick up where we left off. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Sucking Scott 28 After the police raid at Ed/Eydie's house I had not seen him/her. Eydie was the fem version of Ed, and I much preferred her, so I will refer the fem self. I had asked my lawyer friend, Jim, to see if he could discover where Eydie's foster home was. I had only been with her a few times, but really missed her. Jim was able to provide me the address of the foster home, so I set you in the morning to visit. Upon arrival I knocked on the door and introduced myself as Ed's friend. Ed came to the door and greeted me warmly. He said I was the first from his old neighborhood to look him up. We went out for a walk, so we could talk privately. Ed said that he thought he would never see his father again, which was fine with him. I was glad that he was free from that terribly abusive life. "How did the police get involved?" I asked. "If you remember, my father was expecting you for the porn movie shooting, and I told you to stay home," Ed explained. "I knew my father would be really mad, and he sure was. I thought that I had to stop him before he punished either of us, so I tipped the police that there was child pornography being made at our house. They raided it, and found me dressed as Eydie sucking on a cock." "That must have been a terrible time for you," I said. "It was," Ed admitted, "the police treated me rather badly, calling me 'sissy boy' most of the time. But once they placed me in the foster home, it was okay." "Are they treating you okay then?" I asked. "Oh yes," said Ed, "but I really miss being Eydie. I don't know if I'll ever be Eydie again." "I'm really sad to hear that," I said, "I think its wonderful when you let your fem side out." "From now on, the closest I shall get will be wearing panties underneath my clothes," Ed said. "I wish there was something I could do to help," I said, "could I at least give you a blowjob?" "Thanks for offering," said Ed, "but after I've been Eydie for you, I only want to be intimate with you as her. I'll blow you if you like." "Thank you," I said, "but I too prefer Eydie. I wish I could kiss Eydie." Ed asked me to go into an ally between two houses. "We have some privacy here. Let's close our eyes and imagine that I am Eydie." Under the circumstances, that seemed like the best that could be done. We closed our eyes and I put my arms Eydie, and she put her arms around my neck, pulling us close. With eyes closed, we kissed, our tongues intertwining. I felt like I was back with Eydie again, and it was wonderful. We kissed for a few minutes but could not continue long. After pulling apart I said, "That was wonderful – I've longed to be with Eydie." There were tears forming in Ed's eyes – he made a much better girl than a boy. We agreed to stay in touch and I departed. I stopped by Scott's house. Everyone was home, so we went back into the woods, and Scott took out his cock. It was kind of nice to blow him in the woods, where we started. I remembered how scared I was to try sucking, though I wanted it badly. I was so glad I did because it added much adventure to my life. I sucked Scott with great appreciation for how he had changed my life. Soon I joyfully received the warm spray of his seed, and swallowed. We returned to the house, and I returned home. I received an unexpected phone call. "Hello Bill?" she said, "this is Becky." "Nice to hear from you," I answered. "Can I interest you in some ass?" she continued. "If it's yours, count me in!" I responded "It's all yours," she said. We agreed on a place to meet and in fifteen minutes I saw Becky drive up. Becky explained that she was so horny that she needed attention right away, but she didn't have anywhere we could do anything because her mother was home. I suggested that we go to the roadside park. Becky seemed skeptical that it would work, but drove use there anyway. We parked in front of the single table and got out of the car. We walked to the table and I asked Becky to remove her panties, which she did and handed to me. I had her kneel on the bench and lean over the table, facing the car and traffic. I knelt behind Becky, lifting her skirt and placing it on her back. I pressed my mouth to her ass crack and extended my tongue between her cheeks, slowly licking upward as she moaned with delight. Becky moved her knees apart, opening her cheeks. I placed my hands on her ample cheeks and spread them, bringing my lips to her hole, and extending my tongue into Becky. She moaned even louder, and I reached between her legs, slipped my fingers into her pussy, gathering some of her juice. I then reached forward and massaged her clitty with my wet fingers. Becky lurched forward, and then pressed her ass back to my face. I drilled my tongue into her as I fingered her clitty. Soon she was cumming and asked me to stop fingering her – she needed a little rest. Becky turned around and sat on the bench, and I joined her. "So you like my fat ass, don't you?" she asked. "Not fat, just a very nice ass," I replied, "some guys like big breasts, and some like big asses." "I'm fortunate that you are such an avid ass man," she said. Becky smiled from her climax, and I commented, "You have a very pretty smile." "That was your work – you really know how to take care of my needs," she replied "I hope to make you smile more," I said as we looked into each other's eyes. I found myself very attracted to this curvy girl, but I was not expecting what happened next. Becky leaned over and kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth. My tongue met hers and we were kissing making out like a couple of lovers. I tentatively reached for one of her breasts, touched lightly and then pulled back, unsure of myself. Becky took my hand and planted it firmly on her breast, and I began fondling her lovely soft breasts. Becky got off the bench and knelt between my legs. She unzipped me and pulled out my cock, and began licking the head, which quickly brought me to erection. I couldn't believe what was happening as she took me into her mouth and sucked me. She was very good at it and soon I was cumming in her mouth. Becky arose and kissed me. "When we were together with Kathy and Linda, you were just another boy we enjoyed humiliating, but things are different now," she said. "I don't understand," I countered. "Until today I hated men – my step father abused me when I was younger and I wanted only to punish and humiliate as many men as I could," she explained, "but I began to like you, and really appreciate the pleasure you have given me." Becky continued, "You are different from the men I have hated, and I want to be with you in a different way." "Wow," I said, "but I'm not really sure what all this means." "Would you like to go to see a movie together this afternoon?" Becky asked. "Are you asking me out on a date?" I asked. "Yes," said Becky, "I suppose I am." I accepted her invitation and pulled her to me, kissing her deeply. Becky explained that while she had been with many men, always dominating them, that she had never been on a date before, and this was all new to her. I admitted that it was new to me as well, and that we could figure it out as we went along. I thanked Becky for sucking me and she said it was the first time she did it voluntarily. In the past she had been forced to do it, but this time she wanted to do something special for me because I had pleasured her so well. We drove into town to the movie theater. We decided on a movie and bought tickets. As I reached into my pocket I felt Becky's panties. I would return them later after I was finished enjoying her charms. Entering the theater, we took seats in the back half, in relative seclusion. We enjoyed the movie but still took the opportunity to kiss from time to time. My hand was under her skirt most of the movie, fingering her pussy and clitty. Fortunately Becky was accustomed to climaxing quietly and I brought her to climax after climax. I had learned that she needed just a few minutes of recovery time and was ready for another. Over the course of the movie she must have cum a dozen times or more. After Becky's last climax, I left two fingers inserted in her pussy. When the lights came on, I pulled out and put the fingers in my mouth, enjoying Becky's taste. Becky smiled, and said, "I appreciate your attentions, but you better go wash your hands or you will get my juice on everything!" I left her and washed up in the men's room. Back at Becky's car, I kissed her again and opened her door. Becky smiled and said, "I was delighted to find that you are not a bastard, like most other men. But now I see that you are a gentleman – I think you are a keeper." "What did you have in mind?" I asked, "I think you know that I've come to like you." "I like you a lot and its wonderful having playtime with you, but I really want more," she said. "Please go on – I'm not sure where this is leading," I said. "What I mean, Bill," Becky said, "I'd like to be your girlfriend, if you don't mind a fat girl." I took her in my arms and held her closely and said, "When I take a woman in my arms, I want to feel softness, not bones. The skinny girls don't attract me at all!" Becky pulled even closer and kissed me passionately. I said, "I would be glad to be your boyfriend, but I'm not entirely sure what that means." "We can figure it out as we go," responded Becky. "we both have outside activities we'll need to work through." We got into the car and drove back to my house. "Thank you for the wonderful date," I said, handing Becky her panties. "Thank YOU," Becky responded. I kissed her once more and went inside. To be continued . . . Scott, if you read this please contact me – perhaps we could still make this happen. For anyone else, feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. I'll be glad to send a copy of the Blowjob Journal and Blowjob Map to anyone requesting them. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)