As I can recall, Mel had been in somewhat of a mood at the time. When she was like that it was just best to steer clear of her and let her have her space. She could be incredibly mean and had a sharp tongue that would cut you right to the bone. Apparently I had gotten a little to close to the fire and she burned me real good. And she knew it. Man did it hurt. She ripped me a new one then walked off back to the apartment. At 13 I was already taller than Mel even though she was several years older. I'm well over 6 foot as an adult so that will give you a good idea on how tall I was back then. So she really couldn't hurt me physically but she sure did with her words. I swore I would never talk to that bitch ever again.
I didn't see Mel until around noon the following day when she came into the house after her mom had left for work. She grabbed an apple out of the bowl on the counter and plopped down on the couch next to me.
"I'm sorry for being such a cunt the last few days." I wasn't having any of her apology. This sort of thing had happened a few times before and I just wasn't going to let it go! I didn't even look at her.
"Oh, c'mon John, I was just dealing with some shit. I'm sorry!" She leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. "There... please don't be mad."
Like all the times before, I couldn't help myself and relented to her pleading. I don't really remember what all we said but things were back to normal. I guess I'm a bit of a push-over. I could never seem to stay angry with her. Mel slipped closer to me and threw an arm over my shoulders... "Wanna play?" She smirked when she said it. "Play" or "playing" had inadvertently become kind of a code word for us. It usually meant she wanted me to finger-bang her and I would get a hand job in the process. Mel tugged at the draw string of my sweat pants and loosened the knot. She repositioned herself on the floor between my legs and as I lifted my butt off of the couch she slid my pants down to my knees. "Let me make it up to you."
We had done this several times before. I would usually finger Melanie to an orgasm then she would stroke me until I made a mess in her hands. I'm not sure why but she would always giggle a little at the site of me having an orgasm and shooting my load. Was the sight of semen shooting from my penis really that entertaining or was I making a funny orgasm face? I guess I will never know.
Mel stood up and dropped her shorts and panties down to her ankles. I reached in to find her clit in her hair covered pussy but she grabbed my hand and knelt back down and started to stroke me as she masturbated herself. Using a combination of her finger tips and a light gripped hand she feverishly stroked my erection and teased the engorged head. "Tell me when you're gonna cum, okay?"
It wasn't too much longer and I felt the tingling sensation of an orgasm building and the ache of semen to be released. "Okay... okay... okay!" I said as I looked into her eyes with a sense of urgency. As I was on the verge of cumming Mel continued to stroke and then slipped her open mouth over the head of my penis! Whoa! This was something new and the sensation was fantastic! Within mere seconds I orgasmed and shot my load in her mouth. Mel's face winced as if she was going to gag but she never did and stop stroking. She lifted her head and swallowed a couple of times. I must have had a shocked look on my face because she inquisitively looked at me.
"What?"
That was awesome! It had never even occurred to me that a girl would do that and swallow cum. Mel wiped her mouth with her sleeve, stood up and pulled her shorts back on.
"Don't fucking expect that every time, bastard." She said only half joking as she walked to the bathroom.
That was my first blowjob... well, kinda.
As I mentioned in a previous post, Melanie and I would "play" regularly leading up to eventually having sex the first time and losing my virginity. It was shortly after this though that she would show me how to perform oral. She was a great teacher, at least that's what my wife tells me... but that's a story for another time.
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