Chapter 3: Greg Fucks Me in Church

I took Greg by the hand and led him out of the room. Out in the hallway there was a door that led to the maintenance room which I knew from past experience would be empty during the service. As we entered the room I smiled - a lot of memories in here! He closed the door and locked it behind us. Better to have someone question why it was locked than catch us!

The custodian kept a little living area there for him to relax in with an old couch, chair and even a TV set. It wasn’t much but it was clean and what more could I ask for? We moved over to the couch ad he stood close to me. He started to reach out and I knew he wanted to kiss me but I wasn’t here for romance - I wanted him to fuck me!

I pulled my head back without being too mean about it and smiled at him. My hand moved between his legs and I pulled it upwards to grasp his crotch. I could feel his balls and cock under the loose thin fabric of his pants and was pleased to see he was already well on his way to a nice erection.

“THIS is what I want,” I said firmly, “Strip for me - now.”

Greg’s eyes widened but the little head was still in charge and he did what I asked. Most boys tend to do that when they think they’re going to get to fuck me. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, placing it over the chair back. Mmmmmmm, he had indeed grown up! His chest was well built and there wasn’t an ounce of fat on that stomach. The belt was unbuckled next and he quickly removed his pants along with his shoe and socks at the same time. He stood there in front of my in his jockey shorts and I just shook my head at him.

“ALL of it!” I commanded him. I grinned and slipped his underwear off. He had to pull the waistband out a bit to clear his cock which was now in full raging hard-on mode. And when he pulled them off his cock flipped out and pointed to the sky like a dagger. God it looked even better than I had remembered!

“Sit down on the couch,” I told him and he dropped down as I stood between his legs and kneeled in front of him. I reached forward and grabbed his stiff member. My hand barely fit around it! He wasn’t the longest cock I had had by any means but it was nice and thick which I prefer over length any day. He was circumcised and the head looked positively delicious. I slowly stroked him in my hand and looked up at his eyes.

“Now tell me ... Do you want me to suck your cock, Greg?” I asked in a slutty voice.

Greg was breathing pretty heavy already and his cock was so hard I thought it might burst. He licked his lips before he answered and took in a deep breath. “Oh god yes, Kelly,” he said softly, “I have jerked off a thousand times dreaming of the last time you blew me.”

Now THAT was a nice compliment! I was quite proud of my oral skills and many a guy who claimed he had never cum from a girl sucking him found out just how good I was. Every cock I sucked was different and I loved trying new ones whenever I could. Greg’s was going to be treat, I could tell that already.

I looked at his cock and licked my lips in anticipation. With one hand I gently stroked it while with the other first I just ran my fingers through the thick bush of pubic hair that surrounded it. Considering he was almost hairless over the rest of his body he had an incredible mass of hair in his crotch. It was if the hair from everywhere else had been transplanted between his legs!

Mmmmmm, I loved the coarse feeling of the curly pubic hair between my fingers and the way it ran through them. I moved my hand down to gently hold his balls, rolling them gently against one another. They were covered with thick hair as well and hung low from his body. I looked up at him one more time and then at his cock as I leaned forward and gently ran my tongue from the base up the back of it to the very tip of his swollen head. I repeated this several times, wetting his cock and making it easier to stroke with my hand. My lips softly kissed the tip of his cock and then I took just enough into my mouth to be able to hold it and run my tongue along it.

God he smelled so good! I love the musky smell of a man’s crotch, especially when he’s getting horny and the sex seems to ooze like from his pores like strong perfume. My tongue ran around the base of his head, under the lip that surrounded it and then ticking it where it forms a little “V”.

Then slowly, oh so slowly, I started to take him in my mouth more and more in one complete motion. It was so thick I had to open my mouth wide to take him but fortunately he wasn’t too long to make it impossible to take him all in. Finally just as his cock was pushing against the back of my throat I met the base and felt his thatch of hair tickle my cheeks and nose.

“Oh ... my ... God!” Greg groaned as I twisted my head around his cock which was now completely engulfed by my mouth. “Damn Kelly, how do you DO that?”

It was a rhetorical question but if I could’ve answered him I would’ve smiled and just said, “practice” - which was the truth actually. I’ve been fucked by over a hundred cocks but sucked a hell of a lot more. I guess it’s only natural when you combine experience with something you love doing that you should get pretty good at it after a while! Besides, I had two of the best teachers a girl could ask for - my mom and dad!

I needed to breath so I pulled my head up until he was barely in my mouth. I like to think of sucking a cock as almost a reverse fucking. I just imagine my mouth as a vagina and do to his cock what my pussy does when he fucks me. My theory is a pussy is the natural home for a cock so anything it does has to be good so if I can mimic that with my mouth then the results should be a great blowjob. Well, all I can say is so far nobody has disputed my theory! There is also the fact that I can do things with my mouth my pussy can only dream of plus my tongue plays a major role as well. Sucking cock is one of my favorite things to do. It’s really not like having sex - Clinton was just being more honest than most people will admit. Sex involves a cock and a pussy. If either is missing you can’t really call it sex. Sucking a guy’s cock is more like him playing with my hair than fucking me. If nothing else, it’s FUN!

I also have to admit there is a little bit of power in that when I blow a guy I feel totally in control of him. A lot of guys seem to think that when they tell a girl to suck their cock they are being dominant. Well, if it makes them feel good to think that then I won’t burst their bubble but face it, who is dominant when I have it between my teeth? If you have any doubt over the dominance factor, just ask yourself why is it that a guy will do almost anything for me if he thinks there is even the most remote chance I’ll suck him?

I rest my case!

I alternated between stroking his cock in and out of my mouth with running my lips and tongue up and down the sides of it along with just sucking on it like a popsicle. Finally I could tell he was getting ready to cum - his breath was coming faster and faster and the groans were getting louder. I put my hands around him and held his ass as I stroked his cock in and out no-handed. I looked up at him as I did and he was staring at me, his face looking like he was almost in pain with the pleasure I was giving him.

“I want to cum in your mouth,” he whispered hoarsely.

I didn’t answer because my mouth was full of cock but he got the message as I stroked his cock even faster with my mouth. I didn’t take my eyes off of him as I wanted to see his face when he came. It wasn’t much longer before he did as suddenly I felt his cock swell just a fraction more and his hips lifted involuntarily upward. A long moan escaped from his mouth as his eyes rolled back and his cock erupted with cum. I only had an inch or so in my mouth so it squirted against the back of my mouth and collected on my tongue.

Mmmmmmm, he tasted so damn good. Some girls don’t like the bitterness of cum but I found the salty mixture to be quite tasty. The gooiness is another turnoff for a lot of my friends but I also like the feeling of it as it covers my tongue and the inside of my mouth like a slimy film. Even after I swallow the film stays behind and I can taste it for a long time afterwards so long as I don’t eat or drink too much over it.

Greg’s cock kept jerking in my mouth but he reached out to hold my head firmly on it. I could feel a little leaking past my lips and dripping down my chin but I was able to keep the vast majority of it in my mouth. When he had finished I let him slide from my mouth and I kneeled upright, smiling at him and then opening my mouth to show him his load of cum inside of my mouth. I even stuck out my tongue so he could see the pool of cum that had collected on it.

“God you are a sexy little slut,” he said with a grin. “I’ve never known another girl that likes cum as much as you do.”

I swallowed it all down then and stood up in front of him. His cock was still as rigid as ever which was fine with me because I was far from being finished with it. For the moment though I had other needs that required attention. I lifted my skirt and his eyes widened when he saw I wasn’t wearing any panties. I ran my hand over my bare pussy as I held my skirt up with the other one.

“So, do you like my pussy Greg?” I asked seductively.

Greg’s eyes were riveted on my crotch as he leaned forward to get a better view. I reached out for his hand and pulled don him saying, “C’mon, trade places - it’s your turn now to satisfy me.”

As Greg stood up I lifted the dress up over my head and took it off. I reached down and turned down the knee-highs until they were bunched up at my ankles with my heels still on. The heels had these horrible straps that were a pain to get on and off so I left them on. Besides, guys seem to like a girl with nothing on but high heels. Now for the first time Greg was seeing me nude and I felt a little thrill at the way he was looking at me. I could tell that he wanted me - badly.