Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2016 12:03:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: First Taste of Cum Part 11

First Taste of Cum (part 11)

This series presents a number of independent stories of about youthful
first blowjobs.  Some of these are inspired by my readers.  I hope you
enjoy this series.

–––––––––– Turnabout's Fair Play ––––––––––

I'm Jimmy, a horny 15 year old high school student.  My older brother Jeff
was in college and told me of some of his exploits with girls.  I had a
couple of dates so far, but nothing like Jeff was having (if he was telling
me the truth).

I resigned myself to a luke warm sex life until I got older, until one day
Jeff revealed something that was amazing.  He told me that he there was a
Tgirl club in town that he had been to a couple of times.

"What's a Tgirl club?" I asked.

"It's a place where Transgendered girls and cross-dressers go to meet men,"
he explained.

"But aren't they really men?" I asked.

"Not like any men you've ever met," he explained, "but more feminine than
any real women – they are incredibly hot!"

This sounded like something out of a fantasy movie or science fiction
story.  At first I told him that I didn't buy it, but over time he told me
more and showed me pictures of some of the girls and my interest grew.

"Would you take me there sometime?" I begged.

"You're too young," he said, "They'd never let you in."

I listened to his stories of exploits with Tgirls and resolved that I would
go there on my first opportunity.  From what Jeff had told me, Friday and
Saturday nights were the best nights, with lots of girls.  I thought
perhaps I could sneak in, and decided to try.

I didn't drive yet, so Friday night after dinner I sneaked out and rode my
bike to the Tgirl club.  I hid my bike and attempted to enter.

There was a big beefy guy at the door who I presumed to be a bouncer.  I
decided to just walk in like I belonged, but he stopped me.

"No kids in here," he said.

"I'm no kid," I shot back, "I'm 20."

"Then let's see some ID," the bouncer responded.

Having no ID, I turned to leave.

"Come back when you're grown up," he called out to me.

It was beginning to get dark, so I stood at the edge of the parking lot,
looking for an opportunity to sneak in.  I noticed that as many of the
girls entered they would stop and talk with the bouncer, and kiss.

That lucky bastard was probably getting blowjobs or laying most of the
girls – I thought that I wanted his job when I go older.

The bouncer greeted most of the girls in that way, and checked ID's of the
guys, and collected a cover charge.  I was beginning to look bad for my
getting in, when suddenly an opportunity presented itself.

A girl was kissing with him and his hands were all over her.  This one was
special to him, and soon she led him from the door and around the side of
the building, probably to give him a blowjob.  While he got lucky I made my
move and just walked into through the door.

I saw a bar with tables around the walls, and an open spot in the middle
where couples were dancing.  There was a disc jockey playing music on a
small stage.  I walked around and got some funny looks from people –
like I shouldn't be there.  I wasn't sure if this was going to work for me,
but soon a beautiful woman approached me and said, "You're a little young
to be here, aren't you?"

"I look younger than I am," I lied.

"You must be," she said, "if you got past the bouncer."

"I'm Jimmy," I said, "You look truly lovely tonight."

"Why thank you, Jimmy," she said, "You're kind of cute – I'm Lindsey"

Lindsey took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor.  I held her
close as we danced and wondered if she really was a Tgirl or a real woman.
She was wonderfully sexy – making the girls at school seem like children
by comparison.  As we danced we talked and Lindsey asked, "So what are you
looking for?"

I knew I couldn't tell her the truth, so I had devised a story I hoped
would work, "I'm just looking to be with a nice person – perhaps someone
like you."

Lindsey smiled and kissed me – not like the timid kind of kisses from
the girls at school, but a real, passionate, open mouth kiss.  I was so
aroused that my cock was fighting to get out of my pants.  Lindsey pressed
her body to mine, making my need greater.  "I think you could use more than
just companionship," she said.

"That would be nice too," I said.

After a couple more dances, Lindsey asked if I would like to go somewhere
private with her, and I quickly agreed.

She led me to a private room and latched the door behind us.  "Some of us
have special memberships here," Lindsey explained, "which entitles us to
use these private rooms.

There was a flat screen TV, a couch and a couple of chairs.

Lindsey pulled herself to me and lifted her dress, moving my hand to her.
While we kissed with her tongue in my mouth I took hold of her cock.  I had
never held anyone else's cock, but when I took Lindsey's it was turning up
the passion on her kisses.  I had no idea what I should do, so I just
squeezed her gently, which she clearly enjoyed.

"You have an incredible effect on me," I said.

"Then show me how much you like me," Lindsey responded, pressing her hands
on my shoulders to push me to my knees.

"How about if you do me first," I asked, "then I'll take care of you?"

"This isn't my first time, Jimmy," she said, "I know how this works – as
soon as you cum you'll be out of here and I'll be left with nothing!"

"No, I wouldn't do that!" I protested.

"Jimmy dear, show me how much you like me," Lindsey said, "and it will be
better that way."

I let her push me to my knees and she brought her cock to my face.  She was
much bigger than I was.  I really had no intention to suck her, and thought
that I would just get a quick blowjob and leave, but now I was faced with a
tough decision.  I was no faggot, and had no intention of sucking her.

"Lindsey," I pleaded, "Please don't make me do this – I'm not a
cocksucker."

"Sure you are," she said, "all my men are."

She made it sound almost normal – perhaps in this strange world of the
club it was an odd sort of normal.  She brought her cock to my lips while
smiling down at me and saying, "Please Jimmy, I'm sure you'll like this."

I opened my mouth and took her in.  I never thought I would do anything
like this, but if felt strangely good to suck her.

"Now isn't that nice?" she asked, "like it really belongs there?  I knew
you were the kind of guy who likes to please his lady."

With her assurances it almost felt like something I SHOULD be doing, and my
arousal seemed to be agreeing.  I sucked her as she gave me advice on how
to move my tongue.  After a few minutes I felt her pumping her hot load
into my mouth.  I tasted strong – I felt like I just wanted to spit it
out.

"That's a good boy, Jimmy," Lindsey said, "now just hold it in your mouth
and enjoy the flavor – I'm sure you will be getting a lot more."

As I held her load in my mouth I became accustomed to the taste, and it
didn't seem so bad.  Lindsey pulled out of my mouth and said, "Now
swallow," and I did.

I stood up and we kissed.  I expected that she would be blowing me next but
instead she handed me a slip of paper with her phone number on it and said,
"Thank you, Jimmy, now off you go – don't forget to call me."

"But I thought you would do me also," I protested.

"I've given you a wonderful experience," Lindsey said, "Now go home and
jack off while you think about it – when you are ready for more, just
call me."

With that she walked out of the room, leaving the door open.  My head was
spinning with all that had happened.  I badly needed relief, but it seemed
that I'd have to take care of it myself.  I had just given a blowjob and
was incredibly excited about it.  Was I a faggot?  No way!  I liked girls,
especially girls like Lindsey!

I walked out and hoped that I might meet another girl, but the bouncer saw
me and grabbed me by the arm and said, "how the hell did you get in here?
Get your ass out of here before I call the cops!"

He threw me out the door, but I caught my balance and avoided falling.  I
walked away and got my bike, riding home with a huge boner!

When I got home I went into the bathroom and jacked off, replaying every
moment with Lindsey.  I came really hard and intensely – better than any
climax I had ever had.  As the wave of pleasure washed over me I began to
catch my breath, and then the guilt hit!

I suddenly felt ashamed of sucking Lindsey's cock, and hoped that nobody
else would find out.  I wondered if Jeff had sucked any of the Tgirls.

By the time I went to bed all I could think of was lovely Lindsey.

The next day Lindsey remained on my mind, despite all my efforts to avoid
dwelling upon her.  I reached into my pocket for the slip of paper with her
phone number.  I looked at it and wondered if I should call her.

Soon I was dialing her number.

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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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