When I first met Steph, she was a sweet, innocent girl. She was twenty-one and despite her pretty, slim body, her cute, flawless face, and the most incredible blue eyes, she was somehow still a virgin. This was a diamond, I thought. What’s more, she absolutely adored me. From the moment we met at work, she started following me around like a shadow. When I asked her out for a drink, she was like a rabbit in headlights. Somehow, this stunning little blonde did not realise how beautiful she was. The only problem was her virginity. This would not seem to be a problem. In fact, when she had been drinking and finally loosened up enough to admit she had never so much as seen a penis before, I almost came on the spot. Sleepless nights thinking about her body, never seen, never touched, haunted me for months before she finally let on that we might take the first step. I answered the door that night to see Steph in a short cut top, covering her B cup breasts and slim jeans showing off her sexy skinny legs. We sat a while drinking wine before she started kissing me and pushed me back against the sofa. ‘I’m going to please you,’ she purred sliding her hands down my jeans. But she didn’t. Her inexperience was clear. She pulled my stiffening cock out of my boxers and put it in her mouth. It felt good, but she was obviously unsure of what to do next. She was clearly upset too at her inability to please me and eventually asked that I masturbate onto her tongue. This was heaven. I looked into her cute blue eyes as I emptied my load over her tongue. She couldn’t take it and started to spit. ‘I’m sorry baby…’ she began. ‘For what?’ I asked, ‘ You were amazing.’ ‘Thanks.’ Her Pendik Escort lips formed a sweet smile but her watery eyes gave away her sadness. Later that evening, I had a text from her, possibly drunk: ‘Baby, I’m going to be amazing for you next time. Wait and see.’ The next couple of days I hardly heard from her. When she did text she seemed vague and disinterested. Had she been so upset she didn’t want to see me again? Soon she text again though and it was clear then that I was being paranoid: ‘Tonight you will get the blow job of your life. X’ Wow, that was some claim. That evening she was transformed. I answered the door to Steph in a long, flowing black dress, her face hidden in the shadows of the winter night; my dark angel, I thought. Had she added a little extra makeup too? She stepped inside and passionately kissed me. She then followed me wordlessly to the front room. She gave me a look I had never seen before; a look of lust behind her eyes. She licked her lips and commanded, ”Now sit back on that sofa.’ Slowly and deliberately she dropped to her knees, making eye contact all the way as she undid the top button of my jeans. She massaged my stomach under my t shirt before slipping the second button undone then slowly pulling my jeans down my legs. She looked pleased as she saw the bulge in my boxers, knowing this was her work, her power. She began sliding her fingers up under the bottom of my boxers. I flinched in pleasure as her fingertips gently rolled across my balls. She pulled down my boxers and took a long lick upwards from my balls, up my shaft and around my tip. ‘Does that feel good baby?’ she whispered, ‘I’m a good Pendik Escort Bayan slut and I love sucking cock.’ ‘Yes,’ I breathed, ‘so good.’ Her change to the role of the slut was also a huge turn on as she was acting so differently from the Steph I knew. She watched my face, enjoying the pleasure she was giving, as she licked up and down my cock then tasted the precum on my tip. ‘This is so good,’ I said, ‘Hard to imagine it’s only the second time you’ve done this.’ She smiled up at me. ‘Who said it was only the second time?’ She took my cock into her mouth and before I could question it she was bobbing her head up and down with increasing speed, her moans getting louder as she felt my head swell. ‘Fuck!’ I cried out as I shot load after load into her mouth. She swallowed me down without flinching. She looked so good, my sweet girl turned bad. ‘Wow, where did that come from?’ I asked as I recovered. ‘Have you been watching porn?’ I teased. ‘I got a few tips,’ she said, looking up at me from the floor. ‘Well whatever you saw, it was good!’ ‘Not so much “saw”…more learnt…’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Well,’ she began, her hand on my cock, running gently up and down, and making me twitch again, ‘I met this guy in town a couple of nights ago and after a few drinks we got chatting about stuff. Talk got a bit sexual. I told him about my inexperience and how I wanted to be able to give you everything, like a real slut.’ I swallowed and felt my stomach sink as she relayed the start of her story. Steph talking about sex? To a stranger? Jealousy surged quickly through me. ‘Anyway,’ she continued, ignoring the blood clearly draining from Escort Pendik my face, ‘we went back to his flat and had a few drinks and he started talking me through what made a good blow job. A really good blow job.’ ‘So a guy told you how to do it?’ I asked, ‘This is really fucked up Steph.’ ‘He showed me.’ She smiled as I cottoned on. ‘You mean…he made you give him one?!’ ‘No, he didn’t make me do anything,’ she whispered, ‘I begged him.’ I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I didn’t want this to have happened but watching the look on her face, watching her become strange, feeling her run her fingers up my shaft was undoubtedly a bizarre turn on. A turn on tinged with deep sadness at what I knew I would inevitably hear. ‘I was asking a lot of questions and eventually he said “look, I’ll show you” and pulled his cock out of his jeans. It wasn’t hard but already I could tell it was enormous.’ At this point she began rolling her fingertips up my length again, mixing in my mind a confusion of lust and jealousy. ‘He pointed out where I should lick, kiss and suck but I could barely listen. I couldn’t help staring at his cock.’ My own cock was quickly growing, making me think a part of me wanted to hear this story. ‘He laughed at me “looks like you want to try it!” I just nodded. Without thinking, I got on my knees before him and reached out to touch his cock. He stopped me, “Are you sure? I don’t know if this is right,” he said, but I was going to have it.’ She looked up at me with the same pleading wide-eyed look she must have given him. ‘”Please,” I begged him, “let me suck it.” He just gave in and watched as I slipped it into my mouth.’ At this point she slipped my own growing cock between her pursed lips and filled my body with pleasure again, before looking up at me, grinning wickedly, and continuing. ‘He showed me exactly what to do and I felt so sexy controlling his nine inches,’ she continued slowly and seductively, ‘He filled my mouth.