Laurie was startled when she felt a finger thrust into her mouth while she was at her locker between school periods.

She was about to protest, but then she noticed the taste. Her tongue was drawn to the intruder, and she licked it. The taste was incredible--something she had never experienced before. She sucked on the finger to draw more of it into her mouth. Her panic subsided, and her mind simply focused on sucking on the invading digit, which felt almost like a warm comfort.

Jake watched Laurie close her eyes, and she stopped her movements with the exception of a constant sucking on his finger.

After about fifteen seconds, he pulled his finger away. It exited her mouth with a plop.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Jake looking at his right index finger. He had a grin on his face. “Jake?”

“Good girl.”

For some reason, Laurie’s mouth seemed to miss the finger that invaded it. She started to make kissing motions with her lips.

“Your reaction was better than I expected,” he said.

Laurie was suddenly brought down to earth. She replayed Jake’s comment inside her mind. Her reaction? She spoke aloud. “To what?”

“Oh, nothing,” he said.

She was going to close her eyes, trying to savor the taste she had in her mouth before, but it suddenly occurred to her that she was in the hallway in school between classes, and people might be looking. She opened her eyes and looked around, but didn’t see anybody staring at her except Jake.

“If you want more of that, meet me in the parking lot when school ends.” Jake left.

As he left, Laurie felt a giant sense of loss; it was almost the worst feeling she ever felt.

She arrived at class just as the period started. She felt a sense of emptiness and deprivation. She attempted to recall the pleasure she had experienced when Jake performed whatever it was he did. Oh, yes, he had inserted his finger into her mouth. She had felt a euphoria unlike any other when that had occurred. Now, she felt abandoned, and this emptiness was consuming her.

She didn’t pay attention in her class. She simply watched the clock as it slowly moved forward. She couldn’t wait any longer. She got up from her desk.

“Laurie, what are you doing?”

Laurie looked at the teacher. “I’m ... I’m not feeling well.”

The teacher looked at the girl. She was bent over a bit and, in general, she looked horrible. Something must really be bothering her. “Go to the nurse’s office,” she instructed her.

Laurie walked as if she were in a daze. She failed to take the note from the teacher’s hand and walked out of the classroom.

The hall monitor saw Laurie walking unsteadily. “Where are you going, Miss?”

“Outside. I need some fresh air.”

“Do you have a hall pass?”

Laurie didn’t even consider the hall monitor’s words. She was in a daze. To answer the general question, she simply shook her head.

The monitor noticed the look on Laurie’s face. “Have you been drinking?”

Again, the words barely entered Laurie’s mind. “No. I need to go outside.” She kept walking, despite the words of the monitor asking her to explain herself.

Outside, she felt a bit better. Her mind started to clear up. I’ve got to get to the parking lot, she thought to herself.

In the parking lot, she waited for ... She could not remember what she was waiting for. Now that she stopped moving, she started to feel terrible nausea, as if she had just eaten the worst thing possible. She had a headache and this feeling of absence.

The hall monitor found Laurie outside the school. “Miss, you need to go back to your classroom.”

“I’ve got her,” a male voice said.

Laurie recognized the voice. It was Jake. The terrible feelings started to melt away, but there was this hunger inside her now.

The hall monitor decided to return to her post, but warned Jake, “Let her know that if I find her drunk in school again, she’ll be suspended.”

“You’re early,” Jake said.

Laurie nodded, still a bit unsteady from those nasty feelings she felt before Jake showed up. She continued to nod. “What’s happening to me?”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“This ... my body ... everything.”

“Follow me.”

Laurie shook her head. She didn’t quite trust the boy, but somewhere in her mind, she got the feeling that it would not be a good idea to simply follow him.

“Fine. Do what you want.” He turned and walked toward the street.

As he walked away, Laurie’s heart sank. The feeling of emptiness started up again. She felt abandoned once more. She looked at him and noticed he didn’t turn back to look at her at all. He just kept walking toward the street.

Anguish flooded Laurie’s brain. She recognized these were the same symptoms she felt when she was in class. He wasn’t there, she realized. She needed to be near him. She needed him for ... She couldn’t think of any reason why she might need him. Instead, the nausea returned. She ran to catch up to him, and the terrible feelings abated to an extent.

“I thought you weren’t going to follow me,” he said.

“I need to ... What’s happening to me?”

“Stop asking stupid questions,” Jake replied.

The two were on the sidewalk, moving away from the school.

Laurie was confused. She didn’t say anything, and surprisingly, she felt much better than when he had left her in the parking lot. Every time she wanted to say something, she hesitated, unsure of what to ask that wouldn’t sound stupid.

About ten minutes later, the two were near some woods. Jake stopped, and Laurie automatically stopped with him. He turned onto what Laurie discovered was a tiny path that led into the woods and started to enter the forest.

Going into the woods with a boy wasn’t a good idea, Laurie thought. The sense of abandonment returned with a rush. Oh, fuck. She ran to catch up with him.

Jake stopped suddenly again, forcing Laurie to stop as well, just as she did before he turned onto the path. This time, he stuck his finger into her mouth.

The finger tasted different from before. Wait! Did she taste his finger before? She tried to recall the source of this strange sensation within her. She remembered a mysterious taste, but now it was gone. This tasted simply like flesh--a boy’s flesh, disgusting. Yet, for some reason, she didn’t try to spit it out. Instead, she automatically sucked at it, closing her eyes. It felt like the most natural thing to do. The feeling of everything being perfectly in the world filled her mind. This was what she needed, apparently.

The finger moved as Jake went further into the woods. Laurie followed blindly, allowing herself to be led by his finger.

“Good girl,” Jake said, stopping momentarily.

The comment barely registered in Laurie’s mind. She continued sucking on his finger, adding strength to her suction, and she started to move with it again.

After a couple of minutes, Jake stopped leading her. They were in a clearing. Laurie’s eyes were still shut, so she wasn’t aware of where she was, actually.

He pulled his finger away sharply, and it exited Laurie’s lips with a pop. Her eyes were still closed, and her mouth continued its sucking motions, as if she needed his finger in it again. The feelings didn’t make sense, but she started to move around, as if her face was searching for his finger.

Jake looked at Laurie with amusement. He was happy to see that the process was working. The sucking of his finger came naturally, and now she was rooting the way a “baby at a teat” would move. This is what the instructions had told him. She was trying to find his finger once again. He knew she could open her eyes to see, but she didn’t. That wasn’t how it worked. Quietly, he undid his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down, exposing his cock. He moved toward the girl, and when he was close enough, he pushed down on her shoulders, and she went with the flow, moving her body downward. Eventually, her lips came into contact with his cock; she automatically opened her mouth to accept it.

She noticed that the “finger” was much larger than before. Still, it fit inside her mouth, and she once again sucked at it.

Her tongue wiggled against the invading object. It occurred to Laurie somewhere back in her mind that she was no longer sucking on a finger. Still, it soothed her, and she continued her sucking. It was a most calming sensation. It was satisfying. Her eyes were closed, and her mind was in a state of bliss.

The object in her mouth started to move in further, and then it reversed direction. Laurie’s head moved slightly with the motion, and she spent the next minute or so continuing to suck.

The movement stopped, but Laurie was already used to the motion the object made, so she bobbed her head to allow it to move back and forth, moving the object within her mouth. When her tongue touched the tip, there was some fluid on it, and she lapped at it, feeling as if it was a reward for her efforts.

Efforts? There was no effort involved. She was suck, suck, sucking at it. The taste was simply that of flesh, but it sent pleasant calmness throughout her body. Each time the object almost left her mouth, her tongue would lap at the tip. On a few occasions, she was rewarded with a fresh taste of the fluid.

She felt peaceful and relaxed. Everything was perfect in the world. There were no worries at all. She hardly even realized the ecstasy her body was feeling. It just felt perfectly natural.

There were a few tugs that affected her chest, but she ignored them, not realizing that her blouse was being unbuttoned.

A sharper tug pulled the object from her mouth. She momentarily worried and felt her arms automatically raise as her blouse was pulled over her head.

Another gentle tug of her shoulders brought her currently bending body downward until she was on her knees. She didn’t really feel the ground, and once again, the object brushed her lips. She joyously allowed it to return into her mouth, and she continued her sucking motions, which were now ingrained within her body.

Now, there was some tugging on her back, and then there was a loosening of her chest. Her bra was removed, although there was no feeling of exposure. She was entirely focused on her sucking.

She felt a few tremors within her mouth, and then it released even more of the fluid and it started to pool within her mouth. She got a better taste of it now; it was sour, salty, and a bit sweet at the same time. Automatically, she swallowed and her body swooned.

Laurie fell backward, releasing the object from her mouth. Her sucking had succeeded; it reminded her somewhat of a baby nursing, and the rapturous pleasure of being successfully fed. Slowly, she fell down and lay on the forest floor.

It felt as if she were sleeping, but it was just her mind replaying the entire act, including the tasty fluid at the end. It was almost a dream, but she knew it actually happened moments before. She didn’t realize her slacks were being unbuttoned and pulled down, although she lifted her butt off the ground a little to allow them to be removed. Her shoes, socks, and panties were next, and finally she was naked, but that information still didn’t quite register with her.

“Nice tits,” a voice said, startling her. It brought to mind her bosoms, which made her frown slightly. She wished they were bigger than her current B-cups, and she remembered other girls calling her “flat.”

“Your pussy is hairy.”

Blindly, her mind focused on her crotch. She was aware that it was tingling, and now she realized there was a more physical dimension to it. There was something probing down there.

With a bit of effort, Laurie managed to open her eyes. It took a moment for her to focus, and then she saw Jake on his knees. His cock was exposed, and he was reaching under her. She realized that the physical touching was from his fingers--his magical fingers!--and she found herself coming to her senses as she realized she was lying down naked on the ground. Her mind put together her dreamy memory of her sucking, and the wet cock between the boy’s legs. She suddenly understood what she had been sucking on. It slightly distressed her, as the idea of putting a guy’s penis into her mouth had always seemed disgusting to her. Boys peed using those things! However, the memory of that taste wasn’t that of urine. She considered the dual functionality of that part of a boy and realized what she had ingested.

“Jake?” she asked, still a bit subdued by what she now realized was the bliss she felt when she was sucking.

There was no answer from the boy.

I sucked his penis, Laurie thought to herself. He orgasmed in her mouth, and she swallowed. That thought didn’t match the fact that she enjoyed the entire act immensely.

Finally, he replied. “Yes?” He smiled at her knowingly.

“Did I just...?” she couldn’t finish the question.

“Of course.”

Why did she do that? She didn’t even know the boy very much, except she thought of him as a loser.

“I ... I didn’t mean to ... you know.”

“You did a nice job,” he said. “I take it this was not your first cock that you sucked.”

“No!” she insisted. “I never!”

“Don’t tell me never! You most certainly did so today.” He giggled at her.

“That was a moment of confusion. I didn’t mean to do it.” Even to Laurie, that denial didn’t sound realistic. She had to face the unpleasant fact that she had just sucked the penis of a boy she considered a loser.

It occurred to her that she was still nude. “Where are my clothes?” She used her right hand to remove his invading finger, and then her arms to cover her body. She mostly succeeded.

“Oh, they’re around, somewhere.”

He thinks this is amusing, her mind told her. “It’s not funny!”

“No. It’s called a blowjob.”

“I know what it’s called!”

He grinned. “That makes you a cocksucker.”

“Stop that! Don’t call me names!” she insisted.

He stood up. His cock was now hanging down. It didn’t look as hard as it did when she first saw him when she opened her eyes. He took his cock in his hand and started to stroke it. “Do you want to do it again?”

Yes, her mind insisted. It remembered the euphoria she experienced when she performed the act earlier. However, she found she had more control of herself now. “No!”

He moved his body so his cock moved from side to side.

Laurie found her eyes drawn to the organ. She could get back on her knees and easily put it back into her mouth. It took all her willpower not to do so.

“It’s your loss,” he said. He bent down and pulled up his underwear and jeans.