She's a good girl.

“No,” you say as assuringly as you can. “A whore is a dirty, dirty girl who does all kinds of dirty things with dirty men.” Jess giggles, rubbing her tits to maximize her nipples' hardness. “You do wonderful things to help me feel good. Like putting my thing in your mouth. Men like that.”

“Daddy said that a mouth is for kissing and that was all,” Jess says, egging you on. Her hand rubs your balls as she says it. “I'm not sure that I should be putting your thing in my mouth.”

“I don't mean to offend your daddy,” you say and Jess bites her lip playfully, “but good girls do use their mouths for things other than kissing. I mean, didn't you see how good you were making me feel? How could anything that makes me feel that good be dirty?” You somehow manage to keep a straight face, though you're getting very turned on at the same time. Jess nods and slowly strokes your cock.

“I guess you're right. It's just that my best friend tells me at school what she does with boys. She says she's always on her knees with a thing in her mouth. And everyone calls her a whore. Even some of the boys she made feel good call her a whore. And daddy says she's really a whore. I think I'm worried,” Jess continues, still rubbing your cock idly “because she let me watch her put a boy's thing in her mouth so I'd learn how to do it.” Jess finally lets the head of your cock into her mouth. Your knees buckle a bit as you let the sensation wash over you. Jess pulls off. “Then what happened?” you ask. You wonder how much of this might be an experience that your girl had in high school.

Jess begins talking with your dick in her mouth and it looks so sexy that you nearly cum. You gently stop her head from bobbing and she pulls out. “Sorry. It just feels so natural, sometimes I forget my mouth is full.” You groan. “Well, Sara, my friend, took me to her house and put me in the closet. She left the door open a crack so I could watch a... bl.. a blowj... she called it a 'blowjob.'” You grin as she takes her performance to a new level. Her hand still idly strokes you. “So I sit down in the closet and keep an eye on her. I could see the entire bed. In a few minutes a guy came up. He wasn't as nice as you,” Jess tells you, kissing your dick again. You pull her head a bit, and understanding, Jess gives a few bobs. When she pulls off, she looks in your eyes.

“He walked in and pulled down his pants. His thing was already hard. He pushed on Sara's shoulders and Sara knelt in front of him. He didn't even ask and Sara put the whole thing in her mouth. On the first try! She bobbed on his thingy really quick. I couldn't even follow the movement. After a while, the guy held her head and moved his thing in and out of her mouth. Sara coughed a few times, and the guy laughed. Then, after Sara bobbed her head a few more times, the guy pulled his thingy out and started rubbing it. In a few seconds, white stuff shot out and covered Sara. Especially her face and hair. Then the guy dropped something on the bed and walked out. Sara grabbed the stuff on the bed and put it in her drawer. I thanked her for showing me and Sara laughed. She said 'Jess, if you don't learn how to suck a dick, you won't have a boyfriend for long. Guys like getting head. Just like they like tits,' and she grabbed her boobs. Which are much bigger than mine,” Jess says, rubbing her own nipples. “I watched at least ten more 'blowjobs' and learned quite a bit.”

“Did you enjoy watching the first one?” you ask, breathing hard. Jess nods and slowly swallows your dick, deepthroating you. You allow yourself to enjoy this feeling as long as Jess can manage it, and when she slides off, she tosses her hair back. “Why did you like it?”

“It just made me feel tingly,” Jess says, and her hands slowly go to her crotch. “I touch myself when I think of it,” she says. “When I'm alone at night, I think of Sara putting all of those things in her mouth.” You feel yourself about to explode. “Do you think Sara was a whore?”

“Maybe. Were they different guys?” Jess nods. “Oh yes. Never the same one twice. She just loved blowjobs.” You nod and pull Jess's head towards your dick instinctively. “Then she was a whore. I think that stuff on the bed was money. You'd never charge for blowjobs, would you, Jess?” Jess shakes her head.

“I don't think I could. The more I do them, the more I like them.” Jess swallows your dick again, determined this time to get you off. She slides her mouth to halfway, then the whole way, never leaving less than half your cock covered. You reach down to play with her tits and lacking a place for her hands, she begins to frig her pussy. Her moans become a bit frantic as you climax in her mouth, and she works to get herself off as you cum. You were hotter than you thought and it keeps coming. While Jess keeps swallowing, you allow yourself to pull at her nipples. Very quickly, the distractions become too much, and cum seeps out of her mouth dripping down her chin and onto your cock and her tits. At some point, you hear Jess come, but you're too busy trying not to fall over to notice when she orgasmed.

When you're finally done, Jess shoots you a look. “Wow. Sara told me when a guy shoots a lot of stuff that means you did a good blowjob. Did I do a good job?” You hold your cock in her hand and stuff it in her mouth. She cleans it again, then pulls off.

“Yeah, baby. That was a great job.” Jess smiles.

“Good. What else can I practice today?” You groan and Jess kisses you.