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BBWife - 2 
by Diamondback (spires@progrock.com)

***

Another story from my wife's high school days, this one 
also true. this one involved a boy she met one summer 
creative wager they made. (mf-teens, youths, reluc, 
oral, rom)

***

Author Note: The first chapter of this series can be 
found in volume 60. a description of her is there as 
well for those who want to know.

***

PART 2: High School Games

As I stated already, my wife isn't exactly adventurous. 
But all the same, she has had the occasional fun 
experience, like most girls. This next story takes 
place during the summer between her junior and senior 
year. And like her last story, this one she told to me 
and as far as I know is true as well.

Because she always worked hard in school, she had 
worked her way up to some advanced classes. During this 
particular summer, she was part of a school program 
that let advanced high school students attend some 
college level classes to get an idea of what lay ahead. 
Part of that experience was being able to spend six 
weeks in dorms and use of the college facilities. 

This program was offered to a number of students and 
different high schools, so that meant meeting new 
people. On one of the first days of the session, 
Melanie met Greg. He went to a different school in a 
nearby town. Melanie was attracted to him immediately, 
but didn't think she stood much chance of them getting 
to know each other better (being a bigger girl didn't 
do much for her self esteem). But she settled on being 
friends. 

As I said, one of the advantages to the program was 
being able to use the university's facilities. This 
included the recreation building. It offered among 
other things a convenience store, a cafeteria, TV rooms 
and a large game room. It was here that Melanie spent a 
good deal of her free time. She didn't have a lot of 
friends anyway, and because so few students attended 
the program, her chances of meeting anyone new were 
slim. But one thing she always liked to do was shoot 
pool. She was ok at it, good but not great. But it was 
something that was fun for her and relaxing. Still, she 
would have liked someone to play with.

One afternoon when no classes were going on, she found 
herself at one of the pool tables. She was playing 
alone, leaning over the table for a long shot. 

"Hey, mind if I play with you?" she heard someone say. 
She turned around and saw Greg looking at her. She 
smiled, happy to have some company, especially his. 

"Sure" she replied, motioning to the wall of pool cues. 
She racked up a new game and they proceeded to play. He 
was better than she thought, at least as good as she 
was. They played for a couple of hours and agreed to 
make this a regular distraction from the classes.

A few days later in class, Greg asked if she wanted to 
get together again for a game. She agreed, looking 
forward to it. They had become very close over the past 
couple of weeks, and she swore he would occasionally 
flirt with her. Again, she liked him and the attention 
but assumed he was just being friendly. 

Classes ran longer on this particular day and it was 
late afternoon before they made it to the recreational 
facility. The place was almost completely deserted, 
aside from a couple of students playing video games 
across the room. Greg got a table, and to Melanie's 
surprise had gotten the one at the far end of the room. 

As the game got under way, Melanie could swear that 
Greg was looking at her, especially the times she bent 
over the table or leaned over to take a shot, which of 
course would have given him a good view down her shirt, 
exposing her ample breasts. She tried to tell herself 
it was just her imagination, but after a couple of 
games it was pretty clear when she caught him looking 
away fast whenever she looked up at him. 

After about an hour, Greg had a sinister grin on his 
face. "What?" she said, wondering what that look was 
for. Greg looked at her for a few seconds before 
speaking. He was clearly a little nervous, but 
something was definitely on his mind. 

"Well, I was just thinking. We've both won 1 game each 
now. Why don't we....put a wager on the next game?"

Melanie shrugged. "Ok. What?" she asked.

Greg hesitated. Then he walked right up to her and 
looked around the room scanning for anyone who might be 
listening. The place was still almost empty. Then he 
looked down with a nervous smile. 

"Well," he said, "how bout this? If I win, you... give 
me a blowjob. And if you win, I eat you out."

Melanie was stunned. She didn't know what to say. She 
certainly wasn't expecting that. She liked him, but 
barely knew him. And she certainly wasn't expecting 
something so forward. Still, the idea turned her on 
more than she was willing to admit. She thought about 
it for another minute, then looked up at him and slowly 
nodded, not sure if she would be able to go through 
with it. Of course, the way she looked at it, either 
winning or losing was fine with her! 

His eyes lit up, and he gave a sigh of relief. He 
quickly racked the balls and broke. More than once 
during the game she saw him shifting his erection in 
his pants, to which that got her a little excited to at 
what would soon be happening. They both played well, 
albeit quickly, till she had 3 balls left on the table, 
and he had one. She sank one of hers, then he sunk his 
and upon doing so, sank the 8 ball for the game.

Melanie's heart raced and she felt the butterflies in 
her stomach well up. She knew what was next. Could she 
really go through with it?! She started to panic and 
considered backing out, but something inside her knew 
she wanted to do it. She liked him, so why not? She 
took a breath and looked at him. He was trying not to 
grin too much but it was clear he was happy with the 
results.

Melanie tried to keep her cool. "So," she said, tossing 
her stick on the table. "Where, uh, do you want to... 
do it?" Her voice squeaked as she spoke nervously.

"Uhm," Greg replied, thinking. "We could go to one of 
the TV rooms." 

Within the facility were a number of TV rooms. 
Basically round modules with doors, each one with a TV 
inside, designed to give students another way to take a 
break from their studies. And conveniently enough, they 
were right down the hall on the same floor.

Melanie shrugged, trying to act casual. She nodded, and 
they grabbed their things and headed off. Greg walked 
up to the first room and peered inside. No one was 
using the room. He held the door open for Melanie and 
after she walked in, he followed her inside and locked 
the door. 

The two of them stood in front of one another for a 
second, their hearts racing, neither sure what to do 
next. Greg reached over, turning the light switch off. 
The room was pitch black with neither able to see.

"Uh, maybe we should turn the TV on" Melanie suggested. 
"That way we can still kinda... see." She turned on the 
TV, leaving it on whatever station was last on and 
turned the volume almost all the way down. Greg quickly 
turned off the light as Melanie walked up to him. 

"So," he whispered, trying to keep his cool. "Where do 
you want me?"

Melanie looked around. There were some chairs in the 
room, as well as a large, plush loveseat in the center 
of the room facing the TV. She motioned to it and he 
quickly went over and sat down. She followed him, her 
legs already feeling wobbly as her head spinned. She 
walked over in front of him, their eyes locking. She 
slowly knelt down in front of him, her eyes going to 
the obvious bulge now tenting in his pants. She giggled 
a little, as did he nervously. 

She fished in her purse for a hair clip and pulled her 
hair back quickly. She then took a deep breath and 
leaned up on her knees. Greg opened his legs 
expectantly. She reached over, her hands shaking, and 
unbuttoned his pants. She pulled the zipper down, and 
then tugged on his pants. He lifted up off the chair 
and helped her pull his pants down. His boxers bulged 
obscenely. 

She looked quickly at the door. She was terrified of 
being found this way, and knew that if they were caught 
they'd be kicked out of the program and sent home. And 
the reason would be explained to her parents which 
would end up with her getting grounded for the entire 
senior year probably. But with the door locked and no 
one in the center, she decided it was time to take a 
chance.

She looked back over at him then down at his boxers. 
The sight of his bulge gave her butterflies again, and 
she reached up holding the waistband and pulled them 
down slowly. He again lifted up and soon his boxers 
were on the floor beside his pants. Mel looked up and 
stared at his cock as it bounced in front of her. She 
couldn't believe this was happening-getting ready to 
suck this guy's cock that she just met a couple of 
weeks ago, who before this all they had done was shoot 
pool. 

She scooted closer and studied his cock. She couldn't 
help but notice she could feel herself getting wet as 
she stared at it. He looked down at her expectantly. It 
was now or never and she reached up and slowly put her 
hand on his cock. He moaned softly at her touch. It 
felt warm and hard as she gently rubbed it. She had 
given a few blowjobs before, but was no expert. But 
because she liked him so much, she wanted to do it good 
for him. She took one last deep breath, parted her 
lips, and slowly slipped her mouth over his cock.

He moaned louder as he felt his cock enter her mouth. 
His eyes locked on the scene between his legs-this cute 
girl kneeling in front of him, his cock sliding between 
her pouty lips. Her brown eyes looked up at him as her 
mouth glided up and down on his cock. Melanie for her 
part tried to do the best blowjob of her young life, 
moaning and sighing as she sucked on him. She tried to 
get as much of his cock in her mouth as possible, and 
though he was fairly average in size, she was never 
able to get all of him in her mouth. Not that it 
mattered.

After a couple of minutes, Greg's head went backward 
staring up at the ceiling overwhelmed by the sensations 
of her mouth. Melanie started moving her mouth faster. 
Bathed in the blue glow of the TV, she could tell by 
his reactions that she was giving him a lot of 
pleasure. This made her happy and she tightened her 
lips around his cock and gently rubbed his balls. 

After a few more minutes it was clear that Greg was 
close to coming. His head popped up and looked at her 
one last time. "I'm close" he whispered in a half-moan. 
Mel wasn't sure what to do. She had never let a boy 
come in her mouth before, but for some reason was 
willing to let Greg do just that. She wasn't sure she'd 
like it-some of her friends had told her it was nasty-
but she was willing to give it a chance. 

She nodded up to him and started to go faster. That was 
all the permission he needed. His body started to 
convulse and he grabbed hard onto the arms of the chair 
as he gritted his teeth. "OH SHIIIIIIT!!" he groaned 
loudly, his body pushing up into her mouth deeper. 

Melanie felt his cock suddenly throb a couple of times 
in her mouth then felt something hit the back of her 
throat. Soon her mouth was flooded with come. Greg's 
face was red as his body shook from the orgasm her 
mouth was giving him. Melanie for her part just tried 
to swallow as fast as she could, feeling his thick come 
slide down her throat, only to feel her mouth fill 
again with the next shot. 

Soon he started to slow, his convulsions subsided. Mel 
slowed her mouth on his cock, the taste of his come 
still coating the inside of her mouth. She released him 
from between her lips and proceeded to gently lick it, 
making sure he saw. He stared down at her, his eyes 
full of lust. "Fuck!" he said, gasping for air. "That 
was goddamn incredible." 

Melanie for her part was pleased. She hadn't been sure 
about letting him come in her mouth, but she was glad 
she tried. Not that she liked the taste really, but it 
wasn't that bad. And it was worth it, seeing the 
reaction from him it caused. And secretly, she kind of 
liked how dirty it seemed to her teenage mind.

They both stayed for a few more minutes before he sat 
up and started to put his pants and boxers back on. 
They stayed and talked a little more before realizing 
it was getting late and they both had class in the 
morning. He thanked her, and she smiled. 

"Hey" she said. "That was the bet. And you won." She 
tried to give him her best devilish look.

"Yeah I guess I did. Thanks again," he replied.

They both checked themselves one more time and then 
unlocked the room and quietly exited. Looking around, 
they hoped no one saw them leaving together, knowing 
that rumors would fly fast. Luckily no one was around. 
They walked back to the dorms quietly, both reflecting 
on what just happened. Melanie was in front of the 
girl's dorm.

"Well, guess I will see you in class tomorrow," he 
said. 

"Yup!" she replied. "Well, goodnight." She turned and 
started going up the stairs.

"Goodnight," he said. "See you in class." He paused. 
"How bout a rematch after class?"

She stopped and turned, looking at him. She thought for 
a minute then replied, "Ok. Sounds good." She turned 
going back up the stairs to the dorm, a half smile on 
her face.

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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