Out of the blue, he asked me if I had a boyfriend. Abruptly I answered no and then regretted admitting that. Don’t know why though. It was the truth. He said he had quite a few friends who were girls but was not serious with anyone. He said his interest in girls were very specific to how they manicured and pedicured their fingers and toes. I was surprised and blurted out a stupid question “…that’s strange cause I thought boys were only after girls for one thing, sex?” Without missing a beat he replied “..oh I am not worried about sex, I can get it anytime I want and once girls find out how well endowed I am, they never stop coming up to me to feel ‘it’.” I could feel my cheeks blush. One more time I looked over my shoulder and then checked the status of my parents. Nope, they were still completely out.
When I turned my head back to facing Jai, he asked me if I ever saw a real penis. I admitted I didn’t. He gave me a brief smile and said “..well, would you like to see mine? Now?” Before I could say anything he got up and stood very close to my seat. He grabbed my hand without any resistance from me and put it over his crotch and said “…can you feel it? Just grab the first muscle you feel and that’s it, that’s me.” I couldn’t believe what was happening but I literally tried to make a light grip feel of what seemed like a large sausage covered by his jeans. I looked at his eyes and he looked straight into mine. He seemed to sense that I was surprised but was enjoying it out of curiosity. He then lowered his head and whispered into my ear to meet him at the back of the aircraft. My heart was now racing again and without thinking I unbuckled my seat-belt and slowly, with a lot of fear running through my brain, followed him to the back of the plane. For the first time he paused, looked around to find out if our movements were being noticed by anyone, and then quickly shoved me into one of the toilets. The toilets were efficient but there was no way two people could fit into one, or so I thought. He put down the cover and motioned for me to sit on it. I did. He then stretched to put one leg on the side while keeping another between my legs and somehow managed to close the door shut behind him. He lifted my chin, looked me straight into my eyes and said “anytime you are uncomfortable with anything, just tell me and you can go back to your seat and I will not bother you, period!” I nodded with an appreciation. I felt he was giving me respect and I liked that. My heart was still racing and I felt both of us could hear it when he grabbed his zipper and unzipped his pants in a flash. My eyes were definitely opened wide and I couldn’t wait to see what would come out of his pants. He shoved his hand inside and with a few grunts, pulled out what seemed to be a full length Jimmy Dean sausage. Although I had never seen a penis before I surely did not expect to see something that up close so soon in my life.
“Feel it, go ahead. It does not bite,” he said.
My hands trembled a bit but curiosity got the better of me and I very lightly touched it with my finger tip, as if I was checking if it was asleep.
“Grab it Jenny, hold it properly and you will see your cold hands will love this warm meat” he said. I did. I wrapped my now very cold fingers around it.
“Wow! You are right, it is so warm and …and soft, and …it is moving!” I sort of let go and shrieked.
“Ha ha, it is not moving, it is growing! That’s how dick’s react to an unknown touch. That’s how guys get their erection. Don’t tell me you didn’t know that” he said.
“I actually don’t have any experience in all this,” I said quite innocently which was surely the whole truth. “Does it hurt when you get an erection, you know, like the muscle stretching and all that?” I asked innocently again. He smiled and nodded with a no. “Guys love erections and especially if they get it because somebody is touching them there” he said. “Go ahead, grab it again and this time don’t let go even if it moves. As a matter of fact, let me show you how guys masterbate” and with that he grabbed my fingers and firmly put them around his penis and with a light motion made my hand pull and push the skin.
I almost freaked out when I saw the tip of his penis come out like a turtle’s head and duck back in because of my hand motions. He understood my reaction and quickly said “yup, just like girls have clits, we have out dick heads which are the most sensitive part of our bodies. All the most pleasurable sensations of the body are stored in the head. Once you learn how to give head, you will never lose your guy and as a matter of fact, you cannot get rid of him. We are all suckers for blow jobs.”
I couldn’t believe the Blowjob 101 lesson I just got and my expression could not hold back my surprise.
“You wanna try?” he asked me.
“I am not so sure about that. I know how it is done cause I have seen it on the net but I don’t think I will be able to do it. I might hurt you cause I have sharp teeth and I know that thing is very sensitive to pain” I blurted out. He gave a little laugh and said “I can teach you how to do it in seconds and don’t worry, you won’t hurt me. I actually had to ask a few girls to clamp down with their teeth when they were giving me the head!”
“You actually get blowjobs from the girls at your school?” I asked with a very surprised look cause he couldn’t be more than a year older than me. How can girls be that daring at that age? I thought these were all done only after you get to college and frat parties. He again smiled and said “…within a year or so, all these beliefs of yours will change and the reality is, you will be giving many blowjobs than you would want to keep track off before you even graduate high school.”
Well, I was not gonna be one of them girls but, I also did not want to be the only girl who has never given or tried to give a blowjob. As I started thinking about it, he lifter my chin up, disturbing my direct view of his penis, and said “are you going to be okay if I touch you?”
“Touch me? Like where?” and I could feel I was trying my best to squeeze my legs shut.
“Close your eyes. I want to touch your face, your lips, your jawline, your ears, your neck, your collarbone and your nipples, will that be okay? I will stop as soon as you tell me to and will not force you in any way,” he said with what seemed to be with a clear conscious.
I didn’t say anything. I just closed my eyes but with anticipation and anxiety of the unknown building up inside me. I then felt his touch. His hands were so warm but a bit rough. He traced a finger over my eyebrows and flowed it down to my jawbone. He pulled it forward to my lips. He pressured me to part my lips and I did. He slid it inside my mouth but just to wet the fingertip. I could feel a shiver down my spine. He traced the wet tip of his finger down my chin and over my throat to my neck and then to my collarbone. He touched me like a sculptor touches his mold during the final steps of the shape. It was light and gentle but sure. He then pushed his hand further down but kept it over my t-shirt. He went over my chest mounds and slowed down when he reached the tent tips. He twirled his fingertip around the tent tip my now hard nipple was forcing out. I kept my eyes closed but now out of embarrassment. I didn’t want him to think any little of me or to lose interest in me because I didn’t have well developed boobies. Then ever so lightly, he seemed to cup my boob area and give it a light squeeze. It felt good. I also realized I was getting wet down in my crotch area. I hoped it was not gonna be visible to him. I still kept my eyes closed but this time hoping that he too had his eyes closed while touching me.
“Stand up” he said breaking the silence and jolting me out of my thoughts. I didn’t know how to stand up in that little space with him hovering over me. His strong hands went underneath my arm pits and he sort of eased me up a bit and motioned for me to sit over the toilet seat but now on my knees. I managed to do it. I could feel him lift up my t-shirt very slowly while keeping my eyes locked in a gaze with his eyes. He moved up my shirt far enough where my nipples were in his view. I followed his stare and sure enough, it was right at my nipples. But oh my god, they have grown! I couldn’t believe what I was looking at. My own nipples seemed to have grown about quarter of an inch longer! He touched them giving me an electric spark but something which only I could feel and pleasantly enjoy. I looked up at him with a disbelief look in my eyes only to see him smile and nod at me. As if he knew everything about my body and how it was reacting. With his thumb and index finger he touched my nipples using both hands and he played with them while they behaved like soft pencil erasers but stiff to the touch. I loved it. I absolutely loved it. A flash of memory went through my brain and I remembered the first time I felt such a sensation was when Tisha sucked my nipples for the first time. One of those experiment days when we enjoyed discovering our bodies in the safety of our own homes. But this was different. Here was a guy I never knew before in my life who is touching me and giving me unbelievable sensations throughout my body. Why am I even letting him do this to me? I don’t know but I know I am loving it. He does not have a handsome looking face but he was an enchanting smile. He was confident just like my dad. As a matter of fact, he was treating me like he knew everything about me just like my dad. I realized that I have only allowed my dad to lift me up like Jai did a minute ago. Was this okay? I don’t know but I like it.
“Whoa!” I got startled again and my chain of thoughts broke when suddenly I found him sucking my nipple. Oh my god, when did his mouth move towards my nipple and oh, what a warm mouth he has. Oh what a magical tongue he has. Oh my god, this is unbelievable! He used his teeth to light nibble on my nipple giving me shivers again. My crotch is surely wet now. What is happening to me? I can’t believe this.
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