Date: Sat, 4 Sep 2010 05:59:04 -0700 (PDT) From: jack harold Subject: The Adventures of Being Julie -3 The Adventures of Being Julie by Hartford Chapter Three "I think you disappointed him, Jerry," Mom said after Mr. Johnson went home, calling me by my real name (which I haven't told you before), to show she was disappointed in me, too. "He wasn't disappointed. He thanked me and gave me a kiss when he left," I said, but I worried she might be right. "Yes, he was. He wanted a blowjob. You should have put your mouth on him BEFORE he went off." "I...I chickened out. I never...did that, Mom," I mumbled. "Mmm hmm, well there's a good first time for everything, hun. What did you think he meant when he said, 'No, no.no'?" "He said one long no, not a bunch of little no's," I argued, as if the kind of "no" made a big difference. "It's my fault," Mom sighed, saying she should have trained me better. What I needed, she said, was a pretend cock to practice with, and she could get one at this downtown sex shop which had a very realistic model she was sure I'd enjoy. The more she described it the surer I became myself about that.I sometimes wondered how my mother knew so much about sex matters, including being able to get Mr. David and Mr.Johnson to have sex with me, for example, but I didn't asked her at that time. I just wondered is all. Anyway, Mom said she would go downtown and buy the "dildo", as she called it, and while she was gone she wanted me to get dressed in my best sex clothes so that when she got home she could do a video of me sucking the dildo and then we would watch the video and study my technique, and that way I could learn to suck cock. It was a pretty exciting idea, so as soon Mom left in the car I hurried to my room to get ready. I had plenty of time. It was a twenty minute drive downtown, twenty back and probably another twenty at the store, but I was excited so I dressed as fast as I could - mini skirt over purple lace panties, a pink top that said, "I Love To Fuck" across the front, blonde wig and makeup, girl's sandals, and one other tidbit. I didn't often wear it, but I had a bra with fake boobs in it, little boobs like a young girl might have, and I had that bra on, too. I felt sexy as I went downstairs to wait for Mom. The doorbell rang. Oh brother!, I thought. I went to the window to see if I could see who was at the door. A Federal Express truck was in front of the house. I figured it was for my father who goes away on business a lot, and who was away then, and once in a while he gets an overnight delivery of documents for his job. I thought it would be fun to sign for the package and give the Federal Express guy an eyeful. I opened the door trying to keep myself from giggling at how funny this was going to be, but I got like the shock of my life instead. Standing on the front steps and dropping their jaws were Jimmy and Ben, my two best friends. I stepped back in shock, almost tripping myself. "Jesus, who are you!?", Jimmy blurted. The guys seemed to take my backward step as an invitation because they walked right in. As Ben closed the door, I caught a glimpse of the Federal Express man heading back to his truck from the house across the street. "I'm...Julie," I said, in my girl's voice. They looked me up and down as if they couldn't believe what they saw. I could tell the words on my jersey made a big impression on them. "Okay, so who are you, Julie? You gotta be related, right?," Jimmy said. "Oh, yes. I'm Jerry's cousin. I'm visiting." "You look a little like Jerry, lot cuter, though," Jimmy grinned, checking my boobs to let me know he was pretty interested in what my top said. "Yes, well Jerry and Mrs....my aunt aren't here," I told them. "That's okay, Julie. So...you like to fuck, I guess," Ben said. "Hey, easy Ben," Jimmy chided him. "Yes, that's not nice to say to me," I said, like I was hurt. "Well, Julie, you can't blame him too much. His name is Ben, by the way. I'm Jimmy. We're friends of Jerry. Thought Jerry might want to hang out but kinda glad you're here and not him or his mom, specially not his mom, but, hey, Julie, how come you're dressed like this, and got all this makeup on, and wearing this here top?" "Oh...," I said. My mind went blank. All I could think of was getting these guys out of the house before Mom returned when the chances of them finding out who I really was would change from from fairly small to really big. "Um, Jerry won't be home for a very long time so you boys shouldn't wait around, I'll tell him you were here," I said. "Mmmm, not home for a long time. I like that," Ben smiled. He walked past me and sat on one of the love seats. This isn't good, I thought, wondering what I could do about it, and as I thought and wondered, Jimmy went and sat down, the two of them side by side grinning at me in my "I Like to Fuck" jersey. "Julie, you should have a joint with Jim and me. How about it?," Ben said, taking a joint from his shirt pocket. He lit up, took a puff, and passed the joint to Jimmy. Little white halos floated from their mouths. I was in full panic mode. I needed to figure something out but I couldn't think. I needed to calm down. The sweet smell of grass told me a way. Why not?, I said to myself.I sauntered over to the facing love seat and sat down. I crossed my legs, watching the boys watch me. I felt better already. I almost wanted to laugh, it was so funny. Just the anticipation of a puff of grass relaxed me, "I'll have some grass," I said. My girl's voice sounded great. Ben leaned forward with the joint and I leaned toward him to take it. "If you got a fan in the house we can blow out the smell before your aunt gets home," Ben suggested. They say people think more creatively when they smoke grass and though I don't smoke that much of it I kind of agree with this opinion, so as soon as I took a puff I started thinking about how to get Jimmy and Ben out of the house before Mom showed up, which I figured couldn't be too much more than half an hour. There was an answer to this problem, but it wasn't me who thought of it. It was Ben and it was a good thing I was smoking grass when I had to consider his idea. "Ya know what it seems like to me, Julie?," he said, like he was trying to sound charming. "What?" "Well, it seems to me and Jim - it seems to him like it seems to me - that a girl, especially a good looking girl and you're a gooding girl Julie, I gotta say it, it seems to Jim and me that a girl gets dressed up the way you are and puts on a ton of makeup like you got on and wears a jersey that says she likes to fuck, and she does all this stuff in the morning not like at night when she might have a date or something, but in the morning, that, well, it seems to us a girl like that gotta be a whore lookin for some action, and we figure you were going out, like down to the bus stop to go into town and get picked up or else goin to meet some guy in the neighborhood and get yourself fucked. That's what Jim and me are thinkin, Julie. No offense." "Hmmmm," I said. The boys were a little high like me, you could see it in their faces, You could see it in their laps, too, which were high in a different way. Their dicks were sticking up and making bulges in their jeans. It was very weird and funny but exciting. Jimmy and I had been pals since kindergarten, mostly because he lived like fifteen houses from my house. Ben was more Jimmy's friend than mine. I had only known him a couple of years but I didn't have a lot of friends anyway, being kind of a loner, so he was still one of my best friends even though the friendship we had was nothing special. I thought about that and then I sort of said to myself that in a couple of minutes our friendship could get big time special, and I almost burst out laughing. "What's so funny?!," Ben snapped. "Nothing," I giggled. "I'm right, ain't I, Julie?" Ben put his hand on his lap and pushed up his bulge. "Maybe, Ben," I smiled, letting my gaze fall on what he was showing me. Isn't grass the greatest thing, I thought. Something that would totally freak you out normally could be a riot and a half after a puff or two. It could be a riot, that is, until it got hot! "You're not saying anything," I said, softly, looking at Jimmy. Jimmy tried to smile but he was tight in spite of the grass and his hardon, and the smile sort of fizzled. Jimmy was a little sensitive, like me. He was slender like me, too, and about the same height - five feet eight, and fairhaired like me, whereas Ben was a little taller and stockier, not as handsome as Jimmy, either, but a lot pushier, obviously. "So if you are saying Ben is right, let's fuck, Julie," Jimmy said, but he said it nervously which ruined the effect. I had felt overwhelmed before but now I felt almost on top of the situation, except for time still being a problem if we didn't get started, and that along with the grass was making me excited. I slid off the love seat and went on my knees to Jimmy. I looked up and grinned and put my hand on his bulge. "You can't fuck me, but we can do something else," I said. "Why...can't I fuck you?" "Because you don't...know me good enough," I said. It seemed like a reason. "What about me? Can I fuck you?." Ben said, frowning. I figured he was miffed that I went to Jimmy instead of him after he had done all the talking. "No. I don't feel like being fucked right now. Take your cocks out and I'll give you blowjobs." Well, those guys had their cocks out in about five seconds. I told them there was one condition for them getting blowjobs which was that they had to leave as soon as we finished because I had something I had to do. They snickered but said they would. "You have to promise," I told them.. "We promise, we promise!" they cried. "Okay," I smiled. I positioned myself over Jimmy. "Take off your jersey first. I wanna see your tits," Jimmy said. I was looking at his dick pointing up at me, getting up my nerve. "I don't want to," I said. "Why not?" "I'm....embarrassed." "What the fuck!," Ben yelled. "You're gonna suck our cocks but you're embarrassed to show us your tits?" "Yes." They wanted to argue with me about this but you can't argue with a person when her mouth is full, so I lowered my head and filled my mouth with Jimmy's dick. It was a total thrill. I remembered to be careful with my teeth. I bobbed my head, Jimmy's dick went back and forth in my mouth, over my tongue, in my throat. I heard him moan. He fell back in the love seat and rocked himself against my face. I sucked him hard and fast but before he could cum, I let him go and swiveled to Ben. To be honest, I had started thinking about Ben's bigger dick while I was sucking Jimmy. And there it was, almost like a man's cock. I licked my lips and went down on it. I was in a kind of heaven, sucking cock for the first time. It was the best thing so far, a lot better than jacking off Mr. David, even better than jacking off Mr. Johnson, though it couldn't better than sucking Mr. Johnson's cock would be, and just as I had thought about Ben's cock while I was sucking Jimmy, I found myself pretending I was sucking Mr. Johnson's cock as I sucked Ben's, and, while I was pretending, Ben spurted in my mouth, and down my throat. I drew back keeping my mouth open until he finished. I smiled at him and wiped my lips and face and switched to Jimmy, who was still leaning back in the love seat with his eyes closed, his dick waiting like a tentpole. "Mmmmmm," I said, doing to him what I was made to do. Up and down went my head, sucking and sucking Jimmy's hard, slender dick. It was half the size, if that, of a man's big cock but it was full of life and power like any cock, and it was Jimmy's. I was loving it and wondering if somehow, someday I could let him know it was me. Then I felt him tense and knew he was going to cum. I looked up at him with his dick in my mouth and there, behind the love seat, watching, was my mother! Ben had seen her before me but he was too stunned to say anything. Jimmy didn't hear or see her, didn't know she was there behind him. He didn't know why I suddenly stopped sucking his dick. He grabbed my head to make me start again but before I even could he launched his orgasm. I pulled away just in time to get a face full of cum. I closed my eyes and let him do it, all that hot wonderful cum spraying my face, getting in my nose and mouth, my hair, all over the place. "Well, boys will be boys, won't they," Mom said about a minute later. I was lying on the floor, waiting to learn my fate. Ben and Jimmy were sitting like they were frozen, waiting to learn theirs. A long silence had followed Jimmy's gasping orgasm until Mom broke it. I figured the jig was up when she said, "Boys will be boys," but the guys thought she was only talking about them, and they began trying to apologize both at once, not making a lot of sense because how do you apologize for someone giving you a blowjob. "Boys, boys," Mom said, quieting them down. "I hope Julie made you happy, that's all that matters." I sat up. "Yes, Aunt Meg. I told them I was visiting, being your neice and all. I told them that before I gave them blowjobs." "Oh, you did. That was thoughtful of you, Julie." And that's pretty much how it ended. They guys zipped up and took off, never asking where Jerry was. Mom made a show of sniffing the air after they were gone, letting me know without saying anything she knew about the grass. Then she brought me into the kitchen. "I wasn't aware you and Jimmy were such good friends," she teased. "It's sweet that Jimmy doesn't know it yet either." "Mom, you better not say anything to him!" She grinned. "This is 'Tarzan'," she went on, showing me a huge toy cock in a plastic box. "I thought we would start your blowjob lessons with him. When the boys came by I guess you couldn't wait." I laughed. "Nope. How could I wait when I had two chances like that?," which wasn't exactly the truth about the way it happened. Or was it?