It all began in the back of the store where I work. I work in a clothing boutique and I’m often left alone for most of the day. It’s a pretty awesome job, but I spend most of my salary on the new lines of clothes. I get to gossip with a wide range of girls about anything and everything. The main topic is always boys, of course.

I’ll often get some pretty lewd and lascivious stories told to me about what girls will do for their boyfriends. This one girl had a pretty salacious appetite for giving guys blowjobs. Her name was Candace and she seemed so elated with having a hard cock in her mouth that I couldn’t think straight about anything for an hour after she would leave. I’m not frigid or anything like that, but I’ve never really got it together with boys.

Candace in particular would always get me giddy the way she would so openly talk about the sex she would have all the time. She would tease me about being an old virgin and would nudge me towards any guy that went walking by the store. This one day a couple of guys came in while we were talking. She came right out and asked them if they found what they were looking for, and then grabbed her own tits in her hands and shook them at the boys. The guys were stunned, naturally. As they tried to stammer out a response she added, “My friend here wants to learn how to give head in the worst way. Would either of you like to teach her?”

I elbowed her a good one, and they suddenly turned their attentions towards me. They teased me for such a long time. They wanted to know if it was true that I had never given a blowjob before, and after a while I admitted I was a virgin to most sex. One of the boys seemed to feel sorry over my humiliation. His name was Dave and he put forth an effort to make me feel more comfortable. He seemed like he could have been a local farm boy and had a great looking bod; real muscular from what I could see. After a half hour of Candace trying to push me off onto the boys, and my rejecting that idea, they left. But about an hour after that, Dave came back to see me. Candace had left as well, and he wanted to say how sorry he was that Candace kept teasing me so much. That’s when I got the strangest offer of my life.

Dave said, “Look, I know this is going to come out wrong no matter how I say it, so I’ll just say it and leave. I think you’re really cute. When your friend started teasing you about learning stuff, I saw something in your eye that made me think you didn’t really hate the idea. So, if you want to kick it some time, I’m always here at the mall. Just drop me a hint and we’ll go from there.”

As he said he would do, he turned and left. My eyes must have been so huge. It appeared to me that he just offered me the chance to blow him, as if. As if… what in the world did he expect me to do? Drop to my knees and get to work right there. Of course I thought he was an arrogant and rude jerk, for a while at least.

I saw him the next couple of days and he kept trying to explain his offer away. He seemed sincere, so I tried to joke about it with him. And then I started asking him questions about his sex life and if that was the way he usually hit on girls. It turned out he didn’t have a girlfriend and that he didn’t have much of a sex life at the time. After a few more times of him stopping by my store, he finally admitted that Candace had planted a seed into his brain that he couldn’t get rid of no matter what he tried. He told me that the thought of ‘teaching’ a girl to do what she had invited him to do was always on his mind.

I felt his embarrassment and agreed that there was something to her teasing that had me rather horny as well. That was the first time I really wondered what his cock would look like up close. And over the next few days, even though he didn’t stop in, I couldn’t get him out of my mind. That damn Candace had implanted an idea into the two of us that was clearly driving the both of us nuts.

Later on in the weekit all came to a head. One day when my relief came in to work, I asked her about whether guys ever hit on her at the store. I guess she knew I was in heat for some guy, because all of a sudden I learned way too much about my co-worker. She even admitted that she had taken more than one boy into the back room for a quick ‘tension reliever’. I never would have guessed her to be that outgoing. It made me feel like a major prude.

Wouldn’t you know that that’s when Dave decided to stop in. It took my co-worker, Jenny, a whole thirty seconds to realize he was the one I had been fawning over. She kept trying to nudge me towards him and even whispered in my ear to, “Go for it!” Dave saw she was trying to hook us up and shied away some. When her attempts had no visible effect on us, she asked me to get a box of tops from the back room. As soon as I went back to get them for her, she sent Dave back to hit on me. Her plan worked really well, and he got a kiss out of me. I knew he wanted more, but I was clumsy and didn’t know what to do. At one point I got nervous and headed back to the front.

Jenny said she thought we must have been really quick, because she expected it to take a lot longer. I informed her that nothing had happened and the bitch started apologizing to Dave for all girl-kind. She even said that if I wouldn’t make him happy, that she would if I didn’t mind. I couldn’t believe she was pushing me into this, but I finally said, “Okay, you win.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him behind me into the back of the back room. He started to say that I didn’t have to do anything just because of what Jenny had said, but I kissed him in a way that let him know that there was no way of stopping me.

I stared into his eyes as they were trying to figure me out. At the same time I was fumbling with his belt, trying to get his pants opened up. Just before going down on my knees, I said, “So, this is where I’ll need a little instruction. I’ve never been in this position before.”

His pants didn’t just fall off him as I had expected and it took some tugging to get them down to his ankles. As I grabbed for the waistband of his shorts, I looked up at him with the best little girl eyes I could make. He told me one last time that he didn’t expect this of me, but I continued to slowly pull his shorts down. This was the first time to ever see a hard cock right in front of my eyes. The sight itself was pretty awesome, but when I wrapped my hand around it for the first time, the hardness and the heat of it got me so fucking horny. It felt so soft and delicate, despite knowing the biological reason for it being so hard.

It was sticking straight up against his belly because it was so hard, so I had to bend it down to reach my lips. It seemed like I might break it, so I knelt up as high as I could to take it into my mouth. I knew the general idea was to go up and down on it, but I realized I didn’t have the foggiest notion of what I was doing. I remembered Candace telling me that a blowjob was nothing more that coaxing the boy into churning his cum into exploding from his cock; and the best way to get that to happen was to work his cock like a butter churn. I knew all the biological stuff, but for some reason I never once thought about what might happen if I was successful.

It was nice feeling Dave’s hands holding my head and rubbing his fingers through my hair. He started to tell me what felt good to him and I smiled at every little compliment. His cock didn’t taste anything like I had imagined one would taste like. It was more the feel of the hardened tool in my mouth that got me so excited. I was so happy that I was finally doing something with a guy besides just letting him feel my titties, or groping at my crotch.

It was hard to believe that an organ that started out so soft could become so rigid just at the thought of a mouth being wrapped around it. Feeling it pulse and slip through my lips was the most engaging feeling I had ever had in my life. There was a sensation of wanting to choke or gag, but it was overcome with the same desires in a more erotic way that coerced me into allowing him to continue doing it to me.

Dave gently pushed my head down and off his cock, and I finally realized that he wanted me to lick and suck his balls for him. I figured this probably helped make the semen and despite the thick mounds of hair, I did my best to lovingly tease his nuts into making a load of cum. His balls felt so thick and heavy as I lapped around them and sucked one at a time into my mouth. I tried to get both of them in me at once, but he seemed scared and pushed on my head. I guess he didn’t want me confining them that close together.

I went back to licking up the side of his shaft and even started working it a little with my hand. I found that moaning seemed to flow naturally from me as I continued my lesson. I rubbed both of my hands around to grab the cheeks of his ass, and squeezed them as I sucked on just the head of his prick. He made a renewed effort of holding my head. He told me to hold still and he’d take over for a while. I wasn’t sure what he was trying to do, but if I did, I probably would have fought him a little. From the corner of my eye, I saw Jenny peeking back at us as he held my head in place and started working his cock into my mouth in a steady rhythm. I was embarrassed to have anyone see me in that position, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it. She smiled and went back out front.

Dave started telling me how good of a job I was doing. That gave me a big head (No pun intended) and I was pleased that I was getting compliments on my first blowjob. I was amazed at how proud I instantly became when he told me I was a great cocksucker. I had always despised that term, but suddenly I was so fucking hot because of him calling me that. I held his butt to my face as he took longer and slower strokes into me, and then it happened.

I felt him cumming in my mouth and instantly tried to pull away. He held me tight though and made it clear I wasn’t going anywhere. I moaned a feeble dissent, but I knew he was concentrating on relieving himself in my mouth and couldn’t comprehend a thing I was trying to say. I finally gave up fighting him and concentrated on trying not to let any of his stuff go down my throat. His words kept complimenting me on how well I was doing, so I figured that this must be the normal way for a guy to finish himself off. The thrill of my first blowjob was just about over and I looked around his cock to try to find a place to spit as soon as he let go of me. His cock was going soft and I could feel the amount of fluid in my mouth for the first time. It wasn’t nearly as much as I thought it would be, but the feel of it almost made me choke.

When he finally released his grip on my head and pulled himself from my mouth, I slobbered a gooey stream of his cum away from his softening prick. I closed my mouth just enough to keep the rest from falling out, hurried over to the trashcan, and spit it out. Dave thought I looked pretty funny at first and laughed a little. But when he saw I got angry at being laughed at, he came over to me. His hand rubbed my back as I continued to try to get it all out, and he apologized for cumming in my mouth. He told me it hadn’t occurred to him to pull out because most girls liked catching his cum in their mouths; many even liked swallowing it. Or at least that’s what he told me.

Even as I tried getting the last bit of taste out of my mouth, I had to admit to myself that although it didn’t taste very good, the idea of having allowed him to do that made me hornier than I’d ever been in my life. I had this air of superiority like I had never felt before. So, as nasty as it had all been, it was just as fantastic knowing that I had been able to do it for him so easily.

I warmed back up to him and told him it was okay. I even told him it had been pretty neat, but that I hadn’t been expecting the ending. He laughed again and asked me what I thought was the purpose of a blowjob. I felt dumb and knew I deserved to be laughed at that time. Dave said I would get use to it in no time and that I had been the best cocksucker that had ever blown him. There was that term again. This time I actually felt a little pride in being called one. But doing it again? That didn’t seem likely.

Jenny was waiting for us out front wearing a big smirk across her face. Dave squeezed my hand and told me he had to get going. He said he’d stop in to see me again and was on his way. I commented to Jenny how it was odd that he didn’t even try to kiss me good bye, and after what I had done for him I felt really weird. She told me no to worry about it. It was probably a combination of things. It might have been because guys don’t relate a blowjob as meaning they were on a date or anything, or it might have been that he was embarrassed in front of her. Then there was the last possibility; he might not have wanted to kiss me after what had been in my mouth.

I became indignant over that possibility and asked her how he could do that in my mouth and then complain about it. She laughed at me and told me to grow up, and that it was just sex. She nailed me down when she asked me, “If it were fifteen minutes ago and he was walking you into the back room, would you go with him again?”

I thought about it for a moment and answered, “Yes.”