“Can you help me?” I squealed.
He tied it around my neck and looked away (right into the window of the French doors) when I covered my tits again and then he helped me tie it at the back. I turned around and faced him, noticing for the first time that he had a bulge in his shorts.
“You’re a beautiful girl, Helen,” he said to me.
“Thank you,” I replied. “But I’m not a girl, I’m a woman. I’m 18.”
“I can see that you’re a woman, very much a woman.”
“I can see that you’re a man,” I said quietly and looked down at the tent that was now forming in his shorts.
“I’m sorry,” he sounded embarrassed. “I can’t help the reaction I’m having. It’s because you’re so beautiful and sexy. I really should go back to my place now and leave you alone.”
“But why?” I reached out and grabbed his wrist. “It’s the middle of the day. We’re both home alone. Why don’t we go inside and cool off a little?”
I pulled him with me and walked into my house. I knew that this was my one and only chance so I couldn’t be shy. I walked straight up the stairs to my bedroom with the big double bed. I picked up a towel that was on the bed and started wiping myself.
“I’m so sweaty from that game,” I said as I ran the towel between my tits. Eric’s erection was huge by now. I’d read enough to know that I could have him now, if only I didn’t chicken out. I slowly slid my bikini bottoms down my legs and then I took the bra off again. I wiped my entire body and then I walked up to him, towel in hand, and started wiping the sweat off his body. When I reached his waist I hooked my thumbs inside the waistline of his shorts and pulled them down his muscular legs. His cock bounced out, almost hitting me in the face. It was huge. I couldn’t wait to taste it.
When I was done wiping him I threw the towel on the floor and moved closer to him. My nipples hit his chest and I stood on my toes to reach to kiss him. His cock was hot and hard against my stomach. It didn’t take long for him to respond. He slid his tongue between my lips, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me with hunger. After an eternity he finally let me go.
“Oh, Helen,” he sighed with pain in his voice. “I really want to fuck you now.”
“I want to fuck you too,” I smiled and sat on my bed, legs parted, inviting him to take my pussy.”
“But I don’t have time. I’m supposed to meet Charlotte for lunch. I have to leave in 10 minutes.”
My heart dropped. That was NOT in my plans. I had to do some damage control. I got up from the bed and kneeled in front of him, taking his cock in my mouth.
“Oh yes, baby,” he moaned as I sucked him all the way into my mouth.
I didn’t know what to do, but I’d read enough about blow jobs to start bobbing my head forwards and backwards, sliding his cock across my lips and teasing it with my tongue. I must be doing something right because his moans got louder and louder. Soon his hands had my head in a strong grip and he fucked my mouth, forcing himself into my throat. I thought I was going to gag and my throat reflexes got Eric even more excited. Then he made a final push and he groaned out loud as he came in my mouth. He slowly pulled out while cumming and the last of his spunk landed on my tits.
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