Hi. It’s Emma again. It’s been a few weeks since I turned sixteen. I told you last time how I gave my first blowjob to Aaron at my birthday party. I was hoping he would ask me out after that. I wanted him to be the one who popped my cherry, not that I actually had one. I lost that to a hairbrush handle, but I was still a virgin.

I ran into Aaron at school the following Monday and thanked him for coming to my party. He said he was glad he came. That made me turn red because my filthy brain whispered, “Yeah, he sure did. He came in your mouth.” Anyway, he didn’t ask me out. Maybe he would have if I told him he could have my virginity. Don’t Japanese men pay like a gazillion dollars to fuck a virgin?

I wondered if he was disappointed with the blowjob I gave him. I’m sure he gets lots of blowjobs from older girls with a lot more experience. After all, he is a senior and the hottest boy in school. I decided to improve my blowjob skills in case he ever asked me out again. I watched online videos and read articles about it. I practiced on penis-shaped items at home like cucumbers, bananas, carrots and hair brush handles. I didn’t have a dildo. I was too embarrassed to go into a store to buy one.

I learned a lot like where the sensitive spots were on a cock, how to use my tongue, and even how to deep-throat the tapered end of a carrot after many failed attempts. It was time to test my skills on a real cock. I thought about asking Aaron, but what would I say? ‘I know my last blowjob wasn’t any good, but I’ve been practicing on items around the house and this one will be much better.’ No, that wasn’t going to work. I would have to find other cocks. 

The first opportunity was Ryan. He and I had been friends forever. I knew that he liked me but was shy, so I took the initiative. I asked him to take me to the Halloween dance. Afterwards, we went to my house and down to the basement den where no one would bother us. I snuggled up to him on the couch and we kissed. 

Ryan wasn’t about to make the first move. I pulled down the top of my pixie costume and put his hand on my naked tit so he could feel me up. Then I dropped my hand to his lap and rubbed his hard cock through the stretch pants of his Peter Pan costume. I pulled it out and wrapped my hand around it. Ryan was almost as long as Aaron but not as thick.

I pumped him a few times before lowering my head. Before I got him in my mouth, he went off. When I say he went off, I mean that cum blasted from the tip like a stream of pee, drenching my face. A second equally powerful blast shot up my nose, across my forehead, and into my hair. I managed to point his cock away. Several more spurts landed on my tits and pixie costume.

I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Cum was splattered all over my face. My left eye was closed. A strand dangled from my ear. More speckled my hair. It oozed down my cheeks and dripped from my nose and chin. For some reason, I got turned on looking at the cumslut staring back at me. I shoved a hand into my panties and rubbed my clit while calling myself names like ‘fucking slut’ and ‘cum loving whore.’

My pussy exploded with a gush. Juices soaked into my panties. I shoved two fingers up my cunt and pumped them in and out. I went off again. My knees got wobbly. I had to grab the sink to keep from falling to the floor. After catching my breath, I cleaned the cum from my face, hair, and tits, and went back out to the couch. Ryan was gone. He had bolted. I didn't get the chance to practice any of my new skills.

My next opportunity was with Matt who was a year older but in the same grade as me. I never really liked him. He was good looking and kind of a hunk, but also a snob who thought he was god's gift to women. He had dated a lot of different girls and even asked me out once, but I told him I was busy. He surprised me by asking me out again after my disastrous date with Ryan. This time I said yes. He might be a snob, but he would almost certainly let me suck his cock and not go off in my face before I got him into my mouth.

Matt took me to a party thrown by a senior whose parents were away for the weekend. It got a little out of hand. There was a lot of drinking and couples kissing in the hallway and on couches. One girl was dancing on a coffee table in her underwear. We briefly chatted with some friends before Matt took me upstairs for some privacy. Aaron came out of a bedroom with Bree Carson, possibly the prettiest girl in school. Her lipstick was smeared and her hair was ruffled. He said hi to me. I just smiled, wishing I was going into the bedroom with him.

Matt and I went in and locked the door. The room reeked of sex. We sat on the bed and kissed. He was a good kisser. He knew how to use his tongue and when to kiss my neck and ear. His hand squeezed my tits gently but firmly. He unfastened my bra like an expert. We fell back on the bed. Matt sucked my nipples. He rubbed my pussy through my panties under the short skirt I was wearing.

As much as I loved what he was doing, I was anxious to get his cock in my mouth. I slid a hand over the bulge in his jeans and rubbed up and down his length. He helped me unbuckle them and slide his jeans and briefs down his thighs. I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock. It was about as long as Aaron’s with a bullet-shaped tip. 

I climbed on the bed and knelt, bending over so I could suck him into my mouth. The thrill of his hard flesh sliding across my tongue made my pussy twitch. I went to work on the various techniques I had learned. First, I fluttered my tongue around his knob, concentrating on that zone called the glans. Next, I kissed down his length to his balls, sucking each one into my mouth while stroking him with my hand. I took him back between my lips, bobbing my head up and down and swirling my tongue around his hard flesh.

I must have been doing it right. Matt was moaning and saying things like, "Oh fuck" and "Jesus" and "Suck it baby." I decided to try and deep-throat him. On the third attempt I felt the tip of his cock slide past my gag point. After that, it was easy. I took him deeper and pressed my lips against his pubes. Matt was going crazy, moaning and yelling obscenities as I massaged him with my throat. 

I moved my lips back to his knob and fluttered my tongue against his glans. My fingers gently massaged his balls. Matt screamed, "Oh fuck, I’m cumming." I felt his cock swell. He jerked upwards and grunted. Hot cum sprayed from the tip and splashed across my tongue. Several more spurts pooled in the bottom of my mouth. Some leaked over my lower lip and dribbled down my chin. 

Matt pulled out when he was finished. I sat up on my knees and opened my mouth to show him what he had done in it like some of the girls did in the porn videos. I swirled my tongue through the creamy mess and let some dribble out and drip from my chin. Looking right at him, I closed my mouth and gulped it all down, then used my fingers to scoop up what had dribbled down my chin and licked them clean.

“Jesus, Emma, that’s the best blowjob I ever had. Where did you learn how to suck cock like that?”

Wow. I didn’t expect that. Was it really the best one he ever had? Matt had dated a lot of girls. Maybe they didn’t all give him blowjobs, but it had to be quite a few, including Abby Valentino who had allegedly fucked the entire wrestling team. Maybe he said that to all the girls, but the way he said it made him sound sincere. Without thinking, I responded with the first thing that popped into my mind.

“Um, I don’t know. Practice I guess.”

I realized how stupid I was to say that. Since I didn’t have a boyfriend, Matt was going to think I had sucked a lot of cocks. 

“Aren’t you full of surprises,” Matt replied. “Now I’m going to return the favor. Take off your panties and lie back on the bed.”

My pussy was screaming for relief after sucking his cock. I did what he said, thinking he was going to finger me. Instead, he spread my legs and crawled between them until his face was directly in front of my pussy. His tongue shot out and licked my clit. It felt like a jolt of electricity had ignited every nerve ending in my body. He clamped his lips around my pussy and shoved his tongue up my cunt. I went off in his mouth, squirming against his face and gripping the bedspread like my life depended on it.

I had watched women being eaten in porn. I had masturbated imagining Aaron eating my pussy. The real thing was so much more intense. Matt didn’t stop after I came in his mouth. He continued to suck and slurp the juices pouring out of me. His tongue fluttered across my clit. He shoved two fingers up my cunt, twisting them around inside me. I went off again and again until I was exhausted. 

Matt climbed up my body and kissed me, sharing the taste of my pussy. I felt his cock slide between my folds. He was going to fuck me. I didn’t want to lose my virginity to a stuck-up snob like Matt. I quickly came to my senses and pushed him away.

“Stop. I don’t want to do that.”

“Don’t tell me you’re a virgin.”

“I am and I plan to stay that way until I’m ready.”

“Emma the virgin cock sucker. I’ll be damned. Okay. We won’t fuck. Is it alright if we rub against each other?”

I didn’t know what he meant. Matt told me to get on top and straddle him. He promised I would like it and he wouldn’t go inside me. He showed me how to rub my pussy against his cock by sliding back and forth. I didn’t just like it. I loved it. His shaft slid through my juicy folds. The tip of his cock teased my clit. I lifted my skirt so I could watch.

“Take off your top. I want to see your tits.”

I did. My tits aren’t big, but they’re nice enough. He told me to play with my nipples. I looked down at him, my eyes desperate with lust, and tweaked them. It was like pushing a detonator. My pussy exploded in a gush. I fell forward on top of him, grinding against his cock. I felt the tip slide through my folds and lodge in my entrance.

If Matt had wanted to fuck me, I would have let him. All he had to do was push his cock into me. He didn’t. The choice was mine. I moved back and forth against him, letting just his knob slide in and out of my pussy. A voice in my subconscious was fighting the urge, telling me not to give my virginity to a stuck-up snob. It couldn’t compete with the other voice-driven by the desire pounding in my loins. I let go and slowly slid down his length. 

I could feel his cock stretching my virgin pussy open as it plunged deeper. I hesitated when he was about four inches inside me. I lifted up and slammed back down, driving his cock all the way up my cunt. I held him there, loving the way he filled me so completely. My pussy throbbed, clenching his pulsating shaft in a series of spasms.

I pulled up and came crashing back down on his length. I did this again and again. Matt moved with me. His hands clutched my ass cheeks, guiding me up and down on his cock as he slammed it into me. I was in heaven. Nothing had ever felt so good. My screams and gasps were loud and out of control as one orgasm after the next consumed me.

Matt rolled me onto my back without pulling out. He pushed my knees to my shoulders and drove his cock straight down into my pussy, bottoming out with each thrust. I held onto him as if my life depended on it, my fingernails digging into the skin on his back. My feet flailed wildly. My pussy clenched him in a series of orgasmic spasms. Juices ran down my ass. 

I was out of breath and barely conscious when Matt pulled out and wrapped his hand around his cock. A stream of cum shot from the tip and flew through the air, landing between my eyes with a splat. It trailed down my nose, lips and chin. A second blast sprayed onto my tits and stomach. More soaked into my pubes and dripped down my pussy.

That’s the story of how I lost my virginity. I wasn’t upset about it. I had wanted it to be with Aaron, but that was more wishful thinking. Matt asked if I wanted to hook up again sometime. I didn’t want to be his girl and told him so. He laughed at the idea, almost as if it was a joke to think he would ever consider seriously dating a girl like me. I was just another notch on his bedpost. He explained what he meant by hooking up.

“I mean, do you want to come over to my place on Tuesday?"

Matt was an egotistical snob. I should have said no, but damn, the sex had been good. I shrugged and said, "Okay." We cleaned up, got dressed, and returned to the party.