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Emily quickly fell in with the popular ids. Her sweet good looks and hot body saw to that. Her new friends were great kids; they really were. Nonetheless, she struggled to adjust when she moved two-thirds the way across the country to begin her senior year. Colorado Springs is every bit as beautiful as Annapolis but it was a different sort of beauty. Snow capped mountains as opposed scenic bayscapes. Her family settled in a smaller town just to the west of the city.
Emily’s father, a full-bird colonel in the marines had accepted a post at the Air Force Academy similar to the one he’d held at Navy. The son of a career soldier, he had moved frequently both as a boy and a man. Leaving the Naval Academy was more wanderlust than career related.
Annapolis had been the closest thing to a home Emily had ever known. The sixty months she spent there had come during her formative teen years and she would evermore think of the small city on the Chesapeake Bay as her home town.
Even in 2005, the sophistication of small town Colorado lagged behind the east coast and Emily felt a degree of social superiority in her new school. Physically, the boys were every bit as attractive, but they were more awkward around girls.
The guys were aggressive as guys are everywhere but the girls were much less so. It was only logical since the Colorado boys had yet to discover the of subtle advantages of letting a girl take the initiative.
Sexually assertive girls were still considered loose in semi-rural Rocky Mountain communities, and Emily continually found herself fending off the multi-forelimbed creatures that appeared like Hindu deities whenever eighteen year old males parked their cars on hillside overlooks.
Unexpectedly, Emily found herself missing some of the cocky Maryland males who enjoyed spreading their own legs even more than their girlfriends’ giving their dates easy access to their fleshy “gearshifts” allowing them the opportunity to “drive” young intimacies.
Making out and heavy petting more often consisted of the girls feeling the boys up than the other way around. Soft female hands on hard, bare phalluses was considered more normal among her friends than boys fumbling with bra clasps for quick titty grabs.
More often than not, Emily would lay sucking a cock in the back seat while her girlfriend did the same thing in the front.
Now, she came home from Colorado dates frustrated and yearning for some of that old-time fellatio. It didn’t help when emails and phone calls to old friends turned into a Who’s Who of cock sucking back east.
Things improved significantly one Saturday night. There was a birthday party at one boy’s home. It was in the basement and understood that, short of a fire, the parents stayed upstairs.
The twenty-two assembled high school seniors were equally divided as to, uh…gender as, once again, there appeared there would be no sex. Not at the start, anyway. Music, if it can be called that, played loudly but the party-goers chatted rather than danced. There wasn’t a boy there with whom Emily wouldn’t have enjoyed one of her east-coast dates.
Then, suddenly, the room was pitch black. At first, Emily thought the power must have gone out. Then she felt a pair of masculine hands on her body and a mouth covered hers. She eagerly played a fervid game of tongue hockey with a piece of Wrigley’s Juicy Fruit serving as the puck.
Emily had just scored a goal between the boy’s second and third molars when the lights came back on. With a score of one to nil and a break in the action, her guy released her and renewed chewing the puck. Emily could see that ten other guys did pretty much the same thing.
By the time the lights came back on for the third time, Emily had formulated a plan. It was something that was fairly common practice in her days as an under classmen back at Annapolis High.
She maneuvered herself over to the birthday boy. When the lights went out, she felt his hands but ducked his kiss. Quickly, she squatted. Experience had taught her that kneeling slowed a girl’s ability to stand should the lights come back on prematurely.
Emily tugged at his zipper and ripped at his boxers. The cock was already hard by the time she freed it. Eagerly, she slipped her lips over the head and down the shaft.
Wrapping her arms around his hips, Emily grabbed his ass cheeks urging him into a gentle mouth fuck. She wanted desperately to drop her hand to her micro-skirt where she could stroke her wet pussy lips and throbbing clit but she had no time. The light would soon return.
She ground her mouth more forcefully to the cock base. She pulled his ass more rapidly, more urgently. It had been so long, too long. Desperately, she wanted to get this birthday boy off for her own benefit, not his. For the first time she understood what it meant to be a cumslut.
Most of the Annapolis boys used the term slut or cock slut. Even some of Emily’s girlfriends referred to themselves that way. Once, after she and her best friend had sucked off their dates, then switched and sucked off the other’s date, Emily’s friend said:
“God Em, you’re as big a cumslut as I am.”
She wasn’t though. Not then. Now, as she feverishly sucked this cock in a pitch black room filled with her new chums engaged in less intimate kisses, Emily couldn’t wait to feel that harbinger of cum flow, the pulsing swell of the cock head.
It happened very quickly. The head swelled and the cum shot. Emily cherished every spurt then popped to her feet with a flavorful mouthful of jizz jelly. She had just moved a couple of steps away when the lights came on.
The shock of the birthday boy standing in the middle of the room with his eyes closed, his head thrown back, moaning softly with his cock sticking out and cum oozing from the slit, confused everyone. Nobody could remember who they were making out with when the lights returned.
“Hey man, did you just jerk off?” one of the guys wanted to know.
“Hell no! Somebody sucked me off. I swear,” he answered, coming to his senses more quickly than he’d wanted to.
“Bullshit! You’ve been beating your meat since sixth grade.”
“Yeah, look at those coke bottle bottom glasses he wears. I always thought he was about three stiffies away from being legally blind.”
Everyone was laughing loudly and the cock still hadn’t been put away. The girls were looking at it in fascination. Most had never seen a real cock before and none had ever seen cum.
“No, look,” yelled one of the girls, “there’s lipstick on it.”
Every eye except for Emily’s focused on the birthday boner. Luckily, all the making out meant hers wasn’t the only mouth that was smudged. It was, however, time for her to stop savoring and start swallowing. “Maybe Joe ought to put that away before his mom comes down and decides he could use a pinch to grow another inch,” Emily offered pushing her way through the others like she was arriving from across the room and hadn’t spent the past two minutes squatting before the very cum sitck that now commanded everyone’s attention.
Embarrassed that he might be in for some “lack of size” ribbing, Joe did just that before anyone could suggest they compare the lipstick on his dipstick to what the girls were wearing. The room was abuzz but that didn’t stop whomever had been playing with the light switch from turning it off again. Emily was down and up again in under two minutes as an inexperienced guy with a very short fuse named Jason unloaded into her hot mouth. Jennifer wasn’t such a skilled eater and the lights caught her kneeling with her lips still wrapped around Dwight’s meat flute. Rookie, Emily thought seeing her inferior imitator quickly uncouple her mouth and try stand up. She probably took too much time getting his dick out and wasted precious seconds hand-stroking when she could have been sucking.
For a split second, everyone who hadn’t spent the past 5 years on Maryland’s eastern shore thought they’d discovered the surreptitious celebration sucker. Right up until the moment Jason was caught trying to re-stuff a gooey six-inch chubby into the four-inch denim hideaway from which it had been yanked.
If the teens had been hot after Joe had been sucked off, they were volcanic now. Even Jason and Joe and they’d just gotten off. The lights were quickly extinguished.
This time, seven girls actually made it to their knees and were either actively fellating a boy or attempting to get a cock out when the lights came on. Three of the others were ardently rubbing hard cocks trying to get the nerve to go farther.
Only Emily had both hands around the boy’s neck delivering and unsuspected snowball and waiting for the inevitable demand before descending herself, this time to a more leisurely kneel rather than the built for speed squat. The inevitable came.
“Turn those fucking lights off,” two of the kneeling girls growled simultaneously. For the record, it was one of the senior girls that christened Emily, the “best damn thing that ever happened to this school.”
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