Bill and a Blowjob

Having watched kids enter and exit the closet for a while, you had spent even more time drinking. Your face felt warm and you were so happy, the other girls laughed at you but you couldn't really hear them over the din of the party.

Bill, the kid who had went after you now spun again and as the bottle pointed to you and him, he lifted himself up and grabbed your hand. You smiled, way to drunk to really resist.

It was only as the door closed and the he shut off the lights that you had begun feeling a little bit of dread. He had put his hands on your shoulders and **** you down to the floor. Grabbing your hands, he puts them on his pants. You can already feel the warmth radiating from his cock.

You unsteadily move your hands and unzip his pants. The entire thing drops down, its head now pointng straight at your face. You move your hand, hoping to give him a handjob and get away. However, Bill seems intent on getting your sexy little mouth on his raging boner.

Grabbing you by the back of the head, he forces you to accept his invading member into your mouth. You feel heat as the thing partially slips past your parted lips and rubs smoothly against your tongue.

It tastes a little salty, but its not a bad taste you think as he pushes a little further. It might even be slightly enjoyable, thinking back to how you had sucked the man at the store off. You watch as Bills face relaxes, content to keep the thing in your mouth for now. That is until his member bottoms out about the third of the way and you begin to gag.

Bill simply looks you in the eye, before grabbing your head and forcing it all the way down. You find your short and girlish little nose pressed firmly against his shaved crotch. At least he shaved, you think to yourself, until again he pushes himself out, leaving only the head in your mouth.

He repeats, himself one more time, the pain quickly becoming a little much to deal with as his member pushes down. As he retreats from the back of your throat you acknowledge your situation and decide to adapt to it.

Pushing his hands away from your head, you begin wiggling your tongue, licking and polishing the smooth and enlarged head. He groans for the first time, resting his hands gently on your head and letting you take the initiative.

Quickly, you move your hands and begin rubbing his already wet shaft. You realize now just how girlishly small your hands are as you begin stroking the thing. You look into Bill's eyes and for the first time since you entered he speaks.

"Ahh that feels so could, please continue. Don't stop," he moans, as you pull his dick out of your mouth and begin licking up and down his shaft. You already feel your own prick begin to harden, excited. Feeling a little daring you begin to lick and suckle on his balls, letting Bill's dick rest on your face as you continued on. You begins to moan, the vibrations in your throat causing Bill to begin groaning himself. You relax only for a second letting him reposition his cock back in your mouth, you want to keep him from cumming just a little longer.

Yet, that goal might not work out as he begins to thrust his thighs, his dick easily passing in and out of your mouth. As he rapidly approaches his orgasm, you simply take it.

He groans one more time and you feel his dick twitching. He pulls out entirely, immediately you open your mouth. The first stream comes squirting out hitting you between your eyes. The thick, hot goo has already begun rolling down yourself. You instantly feel dirty, recalling the experience with the man behind the store.

Having reaimed, the next blast overshoots, hitting your nose and trailing off to your lips. You pull back, catching the next jet of white warmth in your mouth. He sighs with relief as the thing begins to lose its form and soften.

"Hey, clean me off," he says pointing to his dick.

You begins to lick the residual slime off his dick, putting it in your mouth one more time. You can feel it beginning to reharden already. You already know that the door will be thrown open real soon, and hastily avoid it by pulling yourself off of him.

His hands go back to your face, not to **** you back on him, but instead to collect his baby juices. Extending his finger, he forces you to suck on it. You collect the warm splooge and swallow, letting the slimy and disgusting juices mix in your mouth and gather at the back of your throat.

You can still feel some of it running down your face as Bill throws open the door and begins cheering. The crowd goes wild as your face begins to redden.