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“Do you know what a blow job is?” I can see by the color in her cheeks that she knows exactly what I want.

“Mr. P, I've never … it's gross.” I'm not surprised that this pretty thing has such limited experience, but if I'm going to have her be my personal plaything for the next few months, it is important that she have some basic skills in pleasing a man.

“I thought you belonged to me, what happened to 'I am yours to command?'” In spite of her ****, or perhaps because of it, I sense Alison's growing excitement.

“Are you ordering me to please you with my mouth, sir?” Perhaps unconsciously her tongue traces along her lips in anticipation of my answer.

“That's right.” I growl, “go down on me and suck on my cock until it's good and hard again.”

“Yes sir, I'll try my best.” Alison's words remind me that this is her first time with a cock in her mouth and that alone makes my prick twitch in anticipation. She slides downward dragging her tits over my hairy belly until she sees my semi-flaccid member still glistening with her juices. The sight of the throbbing appendage makes her hesitate, and I know what she is concerned about before she even speaks.

“Maybe I could I get a washcloth?” I take her head firmly in my hands and press her nose to the throbbing appendage.

“No.” I am firm but calm, “I want you to clean it with your mouth.” I hear only a small gasp as my words register, not quite a refusal, but not far from it. “I want you to know your own taste, OK?” Again I can feel her try to summon the strength to object and once again she fails. The first tentative touch of her tongue makes my cock jump and I can't wait until her lips are wrapped around the shaft. “That's right, Honey, you're doing great.” It takes a few minutes of tentative half-hearted starts and withdrawals until I feel her mouth sucking the head of my dick the way I want, but I am patient with her. She responds well to praise, and after a few more minutes I look down to see her bobbing up and down on my cock almst like she knows what she's doing.

Her efforts are not without results, because the blood rushes once again to the organ making it swell and stiffen in this pretty coed's mouth.

“That's good, Baby.” I grunt when her fingers start sliding up and down the length of my shaft that doesn't fit in her small mouth. “You're a good girl, aren't you?” A soft moan escapes from where her lips are stretched around my cock, “A good little cock-sucker to get me nice and hard. Don't worry,” I assure her as I rest my hands gently on the back of her head, “I'm not going to cum in your mouth. When I'm good and ready I'm going to fuck your tight young pussy again.” The promise, or perhaps threat - who knows, elicits a moan from Alison and the pace of her sucking increases as if she is trying to draw the blood into the swollen member by suction.

Both her hands now are wrapped around the base of my cock, pumping away and her tongue is experimenting with the flat spot on the bottom of my penis just where the head meets the shaft. I wonder how she knows to stimulate that spot, either she's lied to me about never having given head before or she is a natural cock-sucker. Really the only thing she seems to lack is the ability to take me deep into her throat. That however, is a lesson for another day, because if I don't stop her soon I am going to explode in her mouth and I want to feel her tight cunt squeezing my cock again when I pump out my cum. I pull her head off my cock with and audible 'pop' and she looks at me with a combination of surprise and excitement as I position her on the bed.