Jennifer is now straddling the bench she had just sat on to sign the registry form. Leaning towards its one end, Mr. Rakehell walks in front of her and pulls down his pants.
“Are you sure we should be doing this, Mr. Rakehell?” Jennifer said, looking up at him, confused.
“This could be our little secret.”
“Yes, sir,” she said quietly.
Gently touching her chin, he grabbed his penis and put it in her mouth. He pulled his shirt up and laid his head back as Jennifer slowly began to suck on him. This wasn’t the first time she had given a blow job, so she didn’t feel that uncomfortable doing it. However, these were definitely under different circumstances that’s for sure.
She began to caress his testicles and pick up her pace simultaneously before stopping briefly to look up at him with her youthful eyes saying, “Mr. Rakehell, your dick is sooo big. I’ve never had one this big before.”
Mr. Rakehell put his left hand on her head to push his manhood further in her mouth. “Ohhhh, I can see you playing with the Varsity Girls already,” he moaned.
She kissed the tip, slid forward on the bench, and continued to fellate him.
“Just like that, Jenny,” Mr. Rakehell said.
She was now going further down his shaft with her mouth, slightly gagging. With both hands on the back of her head, Jennifer knew he wanted her to go as far as she could. As she bobbed back and forth on his cock, her heart-shaped ass rocked on the bench. Her backpack and soccer ball lay strewn across the floor before them.
Mr. Rakehell moaned while he continued to pump back and forth into her oral orifice and she muttered something with her mouth full.
“Just like that.” Mr. Rakehell said.
Slurping sounds began to grow louder, and drool was now starting to drip down below her chin onto the floor.
Jennifer always had an oral fixation. Unlike some girls, she enjoyed giving head and did not see it as a big deal. It’s empowering for her to know how a man will tremble by having him in her mouth. Nevertheless, she felt this was an awkward situation to perform the act. Quite simply, she wasn’t on a date.
She never looked at Rick as someone to go out with because he was much older than her, seeming more like a big step-brother or step-father figure than a potential boyfriend.
Even if she hadn’t just been bought dinner or brought to a movie, the fact that they both agreed to keep this a secret made her feel more comfortable misbehaving in this way. Knowing what she was doing was wrong weighed on her conscience. But regardless of being Catholic, it didn’t bother her because nobody would find out.
Besides, since she had been working with Mr. Rakehell and he helped her, she felt he deserved something. She might as well enjoy returning the favor, she thought to herself.
Jennifer had recently watched an adult film with Billy called “Down the Hatch.” He kept asking her to “Deep Throat” him, and even though she had given oral sex to men in the past, she hadn’t ever done it that way before. Deciding that it may make Mr. Rakehell cum quickly, she tried to mimic what she learned from the movie and afterward performed on Billy that night.
She grabbed Rick’s dick and licked it up and down. She then kissed the tip again before letting out a small moan and then strengthened her grip before initiating a more powerful strength of suction on its length.
Once again, she grabbed him by the balls and used her hold as leverage to push herself further down on him. A Glug Glug Glug sound was audible between sucking and slurping. It was evident to Mr. Rakehell that she wanted to do a good job and make him happy.
He started to pump harder into her mouth, making her gag more than before. Saliva was now dripping from each corner of her lips. She pulled his cock out momentarily and spat out the excess pool of drool that had puddled up on her tongue.
Eagerly, she returned to servicing his member as more saliva dripped off her chin. Bubbles began forming on the bottom of his dick, and she gagged once more. Pulling back, she sucks in a quick breath before returning to her task. He held the bottom of her jaw to help guide himself deeper into her mouth as a long bead of drool stretched to the tile. Rick could hear high-pitched squeaks mixed in with heavy breathing as she intermittently searched for air between sucking and gagging on his penis.
Mr. Rakehell put a pillow on the floor for Jennifer’s knees. She slid off the bench and assumed the position as drool began to drip down onto her soccer uniform. He moaned and grabbed the back of her head, again with both hands, while pushing himself further into her mouth. She gagged twice, then three strings of spit stretched from her lips to his dick when she backed up for a breath.
“Am I a good teacher?”
“Yes, sir,” Jennifer said as he pushed her head back onto his dick.
“Ohhhh... all the way down,” Mr. Rakehell said, “Open your throat, open your throat, open your throat.”
The pumping and drooling continued. The slurping got louder. Rick’s penis got lodged for a moment, and when he got it out, a large burp erupted from her mouth.
“Oh yes!” Mr. Rakehell exclaimed before quickly shoving his dick back into her head. Gasping for air, she could hear him say, “One more time,” as he filled her gullet and continued to pump in and out.
“Good girl, Yesss!”
Muffled, slurred sounds of a large object entering and exiting her wet mouth could be heard throughout the living room. She pulled back again, and more spit strings connected between her mouth and Rick’s shaft.
“Am I doing it right, Mr. Rakehell?” she asked curiously.
“Oh, yes, Jenny. Open your mouth,” he said. He shoved his dick deep in one last time. “All the way down. Hold that right there!” Pushing hard once more, with both of his hands on the back of her head, she pulls away as another large burp erupts from deep down her throat.
Knowing that her practice game was about to start, Jennifer felt guilt-ridden doing what she was doing; when she understood, her teammates would wonder why she didn't show up.
