Prologue

At age 21, Jenna was still a virgin. Yes, a virgin. Not your typical died-in-the-wool, bible-thumping, fear of being struck dead by The Almighty virgin, but a virgin nonetheless. No, Jenna didn’t even go to church. If you asked her, she probably couldn’t even remember the last time she’d set foot in a church.

At a time when most of her girlfriends were having their first discoveries and experiences with fumbling boys, Jenna chose to sit back from it all and observe, and analyze what it was all about. But that was Jenna, an analytical, numbers kind of person with a high intellect that had her worthy of being Mensa material, should she have had the inclination to join them. But no, Jenna was interested in developing her own mind by reading, researching, and studying intently, both in school and on her own, with maths and sciences being the areas that really fascinated her and piqued her curiosity.

You’re probably thinking, “What a nerd!” and you’d probably be right about that, taking all the evidence you have so far into consideration. And while Jenna may have had what many would deem a nerd-like mind, her body and looks were quite the opposite.

Standing 5’-4” tall, Jenna was a curvy little package with a body made up of sexy hills and enticing valleys that had boys—well, not just boys, but men of all ages—salivating whenever they looked at her. She had a generous bustline that more than filled a 34D bra. A trim waist was followed by wide flared hips and a curvy bum like a ripe peach that, when she wore a tight pair of jeans, looked like two beach balls fighting to break free. Her thighs were full and meaty, as were her calves, with dimpled little knees and slender ankles that made her legs look fantastic, especially when she wore high heels.

She had the face of an innocent angel, somewhat rounded and plump, as if she’d never lost that little bit of baby fat she’d had as a child. She had big brown eyes that you could get lost in, with full soft heart-shaped lips that were sensuously plump and oh so kissable. Her lovely features were framed by soft flowing brunette hair that reached past her shoulders and shone like silk as it kissed her smooth white skin. Her curvy body and gorgeous face were lusted after by every male she came in contact with, and envied by every girl or woman she knew. She looked incredible in any type of clothing she wore, especially the tight-fitting items she favored.

But I won’t get into any more of that now, you’ll read more about that soon enough.

Where was I? ... Oh yes, Jenna being a virgin.

Growing up, Jenna had no shortage of males wanting to go out with her, and she did date a fair bit in high school, like most girls. But she never found anyone that she thought worthy of making that big sacrifice to, someone she cared about enough to share that most precious of gifts with, someone that she actually loved enough to give her virginity to. No, although many of the boys that she dated were sweet and endearing, were cute as buttons and treated her like a princess, not one of them had her swooning or made her weak in the knees.

Being the science-loving person that she was, she took all this information to heart and analyzed it, coming to the conclusion that she was quite willing to wait until she met an individual that ticked off all the boxes for her, would make her heart beat like a wild thing, and that would make her want to give herself up to him, totally and completely.

But until that happened, until she crossed paths with ‘Mr. Right’, she was more than willing to do what she was good at, and what she loved more than anything else in the world, which was sucking cock.

This may sound like it a bit of a shock to you, based on what you’ve heard about Jenna so far, but you should know that deep down, Jenna is a considerate, conscientious, and caring person, willing to go out of her way to help others. And being someone who went through life as if she was doing one chemistry experiment after another; making observations, analyzing everything and arriving at conclusions after weighing all the data based on the evidence at hand, Jenna knew that it was unfair to leave the boys she dated having to go home and ‘help put Mr. Kleenex’s kids through college’.

She’d managed to put the boys off for a number of years, pushing their hands away and rejecting their advances. As she’d been thinking about all this for some time, she came to the conclusion that her actions were unfair, and unjustified, especially when there were other ways to achieve a result that the boys would be happy with. The boys she dated would treat her nicely, take her to a movie, or out for a bite to eat, and, knowing what they wanted by the way they looked at her, she felt that each in turn deserved to be rewarded, even if she knew there was no way she was going to ‘go all the way’ with any of them. So, she decided to take things in hand, or into her mouth actually, and give each boy she dated a blowjob at the end of the night.

Analytical person that she was, she turned to the internet for help and guidance, watching movie after movie on porn sites to observe the techniques used by the experts. She’d make notes, re-watch some scenes over and over, until she felt she was ready. She decided that on her 18th birthday, she’d start to set things right.

A few days before that momentous day, she was asked out on a date by a sweet boy in her senior class named Howard. Howard had worked up the courage to ask her out, not knowing it was her birthday, and he was grateful beyond words when she accepted, and thrilled even more when she told him about the special occasion.

Jenna knew, like with all the others, that Howard wasn’t Mr. Right. He was nice enough, cute enough, and smart enough (he had a talent for creative writing that she found impressive), but no, he definitely wasn’t ‘Mr. Right’.

Dinner and a movie was on the schedule for the night, and Jenna enjoyed all of it, as did Howard, whose hungry eyes rarely left Jenna’s gorgeous body, her generously curved hourglass figure stunningly on display in a tight-fitting clingy yellow minidress.

At the end of the night, Howard suggested they drive out to Lincoln Park, the usual make out spot for teenagers in their town. Having made her decision in advance, Jenna nodded in agreement.

Once they arrived and Howard turned the car off, she felt his hand land on her bare thigh as he leaned over and kissed her. She let his hand stay there as she kissed him back, knowing what was coming next. As if she wouldn’t notice, Howard started to slide his hand higher, his fingertips tracing like whispers over her soft inner thigh. When he reached the hem of her short skirt, Jenna knew it was time to shut him down. She took his hand and pushed it back, at the same time reaching over with her other hand and running it over the substantial bulge in his crotch.

“I don’t do that, Howard,” she said as the boy looked at her, confusion written all over his face. “But I’ll do something else I think you’ll like just as much.”

Already turned sideways in his seat, Howard sat there stunned as Jenna reached over and purposefully undid his belt and opened his pants. Before he knew it, she had his rigid cock out and was starting to stroke it. As the pale moonlight drifted into the car, he watched as she licked her lips, her saliva glistening on those soft red lips as she lowered her mouth and slipped them over the engorged head of his cock.