Date: Sun, 13 Jan 2019 13:23:48 -0500 From: Lacy White Subject: Discovery 2 By Lacylips@gmail.com DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving adults and teens. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. Please consider donating to Nifty. I know that you enjoy it as much as I do. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html _______________ If you read the first part of my discoveries you know that discovery 1 was loving panties to masturbate with and sometimes wear under my clothes for school. Discovery 2 was that guys did not turn me on but looking at a big stiff hardon was hypnotic and inviting and that I could be coerced into stroking and sucking a cock. And I liked being made to do it. I jerked off so many times after that experience all the pairs of panties I had acquired were very crunchy and crispy from all the cum I put into them. I soon became adept at doing small batches of laundry in the bathroom sink and making a secret area in my closet to hang then to dry. I ran into Duncan in the hall at school a few days after our `event' in the park snd he told me to meet him in the parking lot for a `ride home' after classes. I told him that i did not think I could do that again (you know-blow him). His response, though whispered, was emphatic. "you CAN and you WILL do it again whether you like it or not. I know you do like it though. No one who hates it sucks cock with the passion you put into your first time. Slut!" He smiled as he sauntered away and I ducked into my english class. Three more class sessions to try keeping myself from springing a hardon in my pants. The final bell rang and I got all my books from my locker and, as directed, I went to meet Duncan in the parking lot. I tossed the backpack in the bed of the truck along with his and got in. He drove us straight to the lot in the park where it all began. Turning off the ignition he slid the seat all the way back, put his hands between his head and the head rest. Quizically he looked to me. "What are you waiting for? My thick and horny cock is not going to suck itself!" His pants were beginning to tent as I tentatively moved closer to him and reached for his belt. The back of my hand rested on the hidden appendage while I removed the tail of his belt from the clasp. That done, I lowered his zipper with one hand as my other repeatedly squeezed the hardening tree trunk of a prick that was drawing me to it. I was already in a heightened sate it seemed. As each tooth on the closure released, click, click, click I got more excited about what I was about to reveal. Oh! and there it was. Duncan had gone commando for the day so no underwear to get in the way. The perfect penis popped into full view and drool was already cascading from my mouth in anticipation of what was to come. You know, to Cum. Duncan released a few sighs and moans as i loosely held his gloriously big teen meat stick in my hand. I used a feathery touch to slide up and down the shaft so slowly it was making him crazy and causing his lovely prick to bounce repeatedly as I continued the stimulation. "I did not bring you here for a hand job, Bitch. You are my cocksucker so get to it and suck that prick or do I need to push you down on it like the first time?" I reached up taking his hand from behind his head to atop mine. He got the message immediately and pushed my spit dripping orafice down as far as it could go. Pop! The head entered my throat. Last time it took a lot longer to do the deep throat maneuver. I was a better cocksucker already. Duncan withdrew his glistening skin sicle from my throat and out of my mouth. "You want my dick don't you? Your throat needs to be fucked right? You need for my pulsating prick to fill your salivating hole over and over again? Just nod if you agree" I nodded and opened wide for the reinsertion. I had a head rush the moment the underside of his humongous shaft landed on my lower lip and my mouth responded automatically, surrounding its fullness and savoring the slightly salty flavor of cock meat. I felt as if my small pecker would burst along with my head exploding as more and more of his length slid into my hungry oral pussy. The amount of spit was insane and so much streamed from the side of my smile as I tried to eat it all. What a fag cocksucker I had become in so sort a time. "Shall I fuck your mouth? Do you want that?" All I could do was kind of nod a positive response with my mouth so full of his warm, hard meat. Seeing my `yes' Duncan held my heads firmly on both sides and began that humping motion. My trance only deepened as he pounded away at my throat. I gagged often but heck I found that I liked gagging although often I had to fight his downward pressure to come up high enough to breathe. I was soon over-the-moon with the pleasure of his pernicious pummeling of my palate with his perfect penis. Duncan pulled me off of the dick but I wanted more. Momentarily he had me sit upright on the seat and he knelt on the seat across my crotch reinserting the object of my affection back in as far as can be. I must have a G spot back there because every time his cock head popped thru into my throat I got all giddy and high. Maybe it was just having my oxygen curtailed for a moment. Anyway I loved it! With my head studied against the seat back and his hands using the seat for leverage he slammed and fucked, pushed and pummeled, prodded and poked my now slobbering mouth pussy until he blew his wad. I knew it was headed my way by his groans, the slowing of his throat fucking motions, and a faint vibration and thickening of his cock's underside just before the torrent of hot sticky ball gravy shot forcefully into my eager cum dump hole. I had to release all of the saliva and mucus accumulated in my mouth swiftly, and very messily all over my shirt, to make room to accept his generous gift of sperm I had worked so hard to receive. After swallowing most of the deposit his pink plunger had provided me he withdraw slightly to let my tongue get to work cleaning him all up. I must say that it sparkled and glistened clean but so wet when it pulled away. Still a bit of seepage remained so he held his cock at the base Duncan smeared it around and around, up and down, all over my flushed face to cool me down. Sitting back on the drivers side while I basked in an orgasmic level of total pleasure, Duncan asked. "That was amazing. Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" I was too far out of it at the moment to even realize what he had asked. I only moaned and licked what little cum remained on my lips into my mouth. Only later, after i got home, would I realize what the question was, about the same time as I realized that the pink satin panties I had worn to school were completely saturated with my own significant load. How did I answer Duncan's query? Stay tuned for the next Discovery. Lacylips@gmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. I know that you enjoy it as much as I do. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html