Confessions of a Teenage Pussy Eater

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Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Teenagers, First, Oral Sex, .

Desc: Sex Story: Nerds get the cheerleaders through their oral skills.

Copyright© 2004

Gil Bates walked into the decorated gymnasium and all eyes focused on him or more correctly, his wife, Melissa. His beautiful blonde wife looked almost exactly like the head cheerleader she had been fifteen years ago. She looked like the actress Jeri Ryan, but not as pale and with large breasts made larger by giving birth to four children. That a 33 year old mother of four had kept the body of a stripper was amazing in itself and it was all from diet and exercise. Melissa kept herself looking good for her husband.

Gil on the other hand looked odd next to his stunning wife. He barely topped 5'6" while Melissa was a tall 5'11", and tonight she wore three inch heels making her tower over her husband. Needless to say, Gil looked forward to slow dancing with her tonight. He was still thin. His suit was ill-fitting, hanging loose on his body. Gil surveyed the room through the same black rimmed glasses he'd worn in high school.

Gil noticed someone waving and waved back. The man was Eugene Haythornthwaite. Gene was also skinny, had buck teeth and ears that stuck out too far. He had also married up. Desiree Haythornthwaite probably most resembled Jennifer Aniston, similar straight brown hair and a thin build, though Desiree had 36DD breasts. Unlike Melissa, Desiree wasn't all natural. Her breasts were a gift from her husband. She hadn't wanted them, but Gene did and she did whatever it took to make him happy. Desiree was also Gil's twin sister.

Sitting beside Desiree was a Tyra Banks look-alike, named Shawna. The black beauty had been the head basketball cheerleader and the second football cheerleader to Melissa. Her husband, Leroy, could have been the fat black kid in the movie "Old School" aged fifteen years. He nearly took up two of the folding chairs around the table. He had always been a bit of a clown and was laughing at a joke he'd just told. Shawna was laughing with him and lovingly holding out a pastry for her husband to bite into.

Gil and Melissa made their way towards their friends. Several other classmates raised their glasses to Gil as he passed. He nodded back at them and Melissa smiled. The men acknowledging Gil were all average Joe's and for the most part with happy, beautiful wives at their sides. Nearby sat tables of former jocks. Many had lost hair and gained weight. Some were still muscular hunks. Almost all had plain, plump average wives. A few of their wives were pretty, but they hadn't attended this high school. Fifteen years ago, Gil had upset the balance of power at his alma mater. The nerds got the girls. How, you ask?

They were nerds. Thus, they were smart and became millionaires. Nope. Gil made 35,000 a year as an accountant. Leroy was a janitor. The nerds all had huge cocks like in all my... that is other writer's stupid stories on the web? Wrong again. Gil's penis was 6.25" and somewhat thin like him. Gene was 6" even. Leroy did approach 7", but his obesity negated 2" of it. Did these genius nerds develop a mind control device? Not! This is the real world.

The answer is simple. Gil became quite skilled at one simple act that drove women crazy.

Confessions Of A Teenage Pussy Eater


"I think I'm drunk!" Melissa laughed at nothing in particular and fell back on the bed. She held her feet up, the cotton between her dainty little toes keeping her nail polish from running. The nearly six feet tall blue-eyed blonde was wearing only her bra and panties. They were lacy blue. The panty was a thong and the bra was very tight on her buxom chest. Her belly button was pierced by a blue gem to match her eyes.

"Me too." Desiree downed a shot of schnapps and threw herself on her bed beside Melissa. Desiree was wearing a nighty, the see-thru material fell just above her panty. Her panty wasn't a fancy thong, but simple flowery, Walmart brand. The material had crawled up between her crack. Desiree reached behind her and pulled the material out of her crack. "I hope you had a good birthday."

Melissa sighed. "If only Brad were here, it would be perfect". It was Melissa's eighteenth birthday and her boyfriend had to work. Brad was the quarterback and Melissa was head cheerleader. It was expected that they date. Melissa had given Brad her virginity several months earlier and the two were screwing every chance they got. Melissa got up to get herself another drink. They were at Desiree's house, whose parents were out of town. The cheerleaders had all gone out for a movie and pizza to celebrate Melissa's birthday. She was crashing at Desiree's.

Desiree rolled over on her back and the two friends chatted about bands and boys. "It's been a long night," yawned Desiree and was soon promptly asleep.

Melissa stumbled up off the bed. Her eyes ran down Desiree's body, her ego pleased that her friend was hot, but not nearly as hot as she was. Melissa's immature ego liked the fact that her large boobs got her all the male attention when she was with Desiree. Brad drooled whenever he got to play with them. "Hmm, Bradley," she moaned. "Why couldn't you be off tonight?" The booze was making her horny as she thought about her hot boyfriend. Melissa's nipples grew hard as she pictured Brad's muscular body covering her own.

Melissa knew she'd had enough, but she pulled herself to her feet and took another shot of schnapps. Her drunken mind decided that she should call Brad and he could sneak over after work so they could fuck. Melissa knew that the Bate's kept a phone in the den and the drunk teen snuck out on her sleeping friend.


Gil Bates had decided to spend his parent free night having a Lord Of The Rings: Special Edition marathon on the dvd player in the den. He was psyching himself up for the third movie's dvd release in a couple months. He was into the seventh hour of his marathon when he heard someone stumbling down the stairs. He rolled his eyes thinking it was his sister, but when he turned around to look his eighteen year old body nearly had a heart attack.

Melissa Johnson walked into the room wearing only her underwear. Gil had seen her in many a bikini over the last three years that she'd been friends with his sister and she looked awesome, but this image would remain in his brain forever. Worse, she bumped her knee and spun around giving Gil the view of her perfect ass cheeks. Melissa saw him and seemed not to care about her wardrobe. "Hey, Bill."

"Melissa." She knew damned well what his name was, but always called him something else. Gil was naked except for pajama bottoms and about to have a conversation with the hottest girl in high school wearing only her underwear. The whole thing seemed a bit surreal to him. Suddenly, Gil remembered what he had been watching and Melissa's complete disdain for all things sci fi or fantasy. Without taking his eyes off Melissa, he reached for the remote and switched the dvd player off. "What brings you down here?"

Melissa couldn't call Brad to sneak over in front of skinny little Gil. "Oh nothing," she shrugged. "Just couldn't schleep, thatsh all. What are you watching?"

"Nothing much," replied Gil hearing moaning coming from behind him. He turned white as a ghost realizing that the channel needed to play the dvd player also was the adult channel. His dad had blocked it on the living room TV, but kept it in his private den. Gil had watched it for awhile earlier.

"You little pervert," said Melissa leaning over the couch to stare at the screen. "Wow, they're actually fucking. I've never seen a porno before."

"Why don't you sit down and watch some of it. I mean, if you don't want to go to bed. I mean if you're not too tired."

"Sure thing, Will." Intrigued, Melissa came around and sat beside him on the couch. She stared at the screen. "You actually like this, perv? I don't think it's for me." The screen showed two women involved in a lesbian scene. One woman was on her back, while the other woman was sitting on her face, bouncing up and down on her tongue. A man entered the scene, naked and muscular. "Ooo, he looks like my Bradley." The man crawled between the woman on her back's legs and started licking her pussy. The camera zoomed in on the man's tongue. It slid up and down the woman's slit before teasing the clit. The woman's pussy quickly turned wet and she started raising her hips, humping the guy's tongue. Melissa felt her own pussy growing wetter; the movie wasn't doing anything to relieve her horniness. Embarrassed, she realized, Desiree's skinny twin brother was looking at her body more then he was at the screen. She reached out for an afghan and used it to cover her body. On screen, both women appeared to be having orgasms from having their pussys eaten. Thinking about Brad, Melissa said, "I wish you'd do that for me."

Gil almost jumped out of his seat. "I-I'd love too."

Melissa turned to look at him and realized what she'd said, "Not you, nerd. I was thinking about Brad."

"Oh." Gil was crestfallen. Still, he felt a strange surge of confidence. Maybe, it was that his dick was hard and was doing his thinking. Still, this was the chance of a lifetime. Never again would he be sitting beside the lingerie clad hottest girl in high school watching a porno movie. "Shame, I was hoping to try out some new techniques." Gil turned his attention back on the screen appearing disinterested.

"You've performed oral sex before?"

"Of course! I'm told I'm quite good."

"You're lying. You have to be a virgin. I've never even seen you on a date."

Gil was thankful the dim light covered his blush. He was a virgin. He hadn't even kissed a girl. "I've never dated anyone in school. Just some girl's at camp. I'm no v-virgin, but it has been awhile since I ate some pussy. Too long for me."

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