It's hard to believe that only ten years ago I was a virgin and, just as bad, a nerd. I never got laid, and neither did any of my few friends.
I supposed I didn't really like myself very much at that point. I was like the moth before it becomes a butterfly. I never got to go to any of the cool parties, the popular guys hated me, and the blonde models of my dreams was desperately out of my league.
What a stereotype: I was the nerd in love with the head cheerleader. stunning, blonde, petite but busty, and everything else that a head cheerleader is expected to be. I knew her name was Casandra, and I was very pretty sure she didn't know mine.
To keep my story concise, I'll tell you that I worked up the nerve to ask her to the homecoming dance one morning before first period and she laughed in my face. She was already going with a guy named Rick—I don't remember his last name any more, but he was popular, a star football player, and a serious asshole.
The way rumors spread, everyone knew about it by lunch hour. I'd asked a blonde models to the dance and she laughed at me. Now everyone else was laughing at me with her. Needless to say, I was devastated and humiliated.
There was another rumor spreading around the school: Casandra, the blonde models that I wanted more than anything, was going to give her virginity to Rick on the night of the dance. This guy that hated me was going to claim the thing I wanted most.
I felt like I only had one thing going for me in my life: my dick. I wasn't stupid; I knew it was a kind way bigger than the other guys'. Every day after school I would go home, whip out my monster and jack off, fantasizing about that big-breasted cheerleader who hated my guts—in hindsight it sounds like such a pathetic sight.
The moment my life changed was only a week before homecoming. It truly was a life changing event, and it was a kind the same basic scene—me stroking my penis in my bedroom after school.
I was still dressed in jeans and my t-shirt, but I was unzipped and had my erection pulled out of my pants. I was slowly working both hands up and down my shaft and thinking about Casandra in her cheerleader outfit.
I was rock hard and throbbing, when all of a sudden one of my only female friends walked into my room.
She gasped and dropped her books.
I gasped and dropped my dick.
Embarrassed, I covered up my lap as quickly as I could with a towel that I had next to me which ended up creating an almost comical tent in my lap. A blonde models had just caught me masturbating.
Her name was Trisha. I don't see her very much anymore, but we still talk occasionally to this day. Like me, she was a Senior. She wasn't popular, but she wasn't really a nerd like me, either. She did sort of dress the part, though. Trisha was a rail-thin brunette with long, straight hair. She was pretty, but in a very plain way, and wore thick glasses. She almost always wore knee-length skirts with long socks, sort of a faux-school blonde models look.
Trisha was one of my closest friends. We truly were "just friends", and I told her everything. Well, almost everything.
"Oh my God! I can't believe you!" she squeeled.
I couldn't believe I'd been caught. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were coming over! Please don't tell anyone!"
"Don't tell anyone? I can't believe you never told me!" she said with a raised voice
At this point, I still didn't realize what was about to happen, and I was hanging my head, embarrassed.
"I can't believe you kept your huge dick a secret from me! It's stunning!"
I was shocked.
"I've never seen one like that," she exclaimed then added in a sweeter voice, almost a purr, "can I see it again?"
I stammered a "yes", still embarrassed, but in sort of a different way.
Trisha quickly got to her knees and slid in front of me. At first she didn't remove the towel; she just slid her hand under it and grabbed my swollen shaft, slowly working it. She was looking up at me with a mischievous smile.
After a minute she moved the towel from my lap and gasped again at the sight. "It's so huge!" she exclaimed. "I love it!"
She grabbed my shaft with both hands now and started working it.
It was my first sexual experience, and it really is quite a scene to think back to; the petite schoolblonde models on her knees with both hands full of the massive penis in front of her. Instead of working it myself, I was being jerked off by a blonde models, and I sure wasn't thinking about Casandra anymore.
I was genuinely surprised by the effect that my dick was having on Trisha. it was a kind clear to me that she was enjoying working my member as much as I was. I can still hear her almost purring as she went, and she kept telling me over and over how stunning it was.
As she started speeding up her handjob I said the first words that I'd said the entire time, "I'm going to come soon."
I was shocked at this blonde models that I'd always thought of as innocent. She replied, "I want your cum all over me! PLEASE come all over me!"
She kept repeating things like this and she moved one hand to my balls and pointed my dick straight at her face.
I don't think she realized she was being so loud, but she literally shouted, "Shoot your huge dick all over my face!"
Then I erupted. I still think it might have been the biggest load I've ever shot in my life. Some went into her open mouth. A lot went on her hair. Some ended up on her neck, and sweater. But most of it went on her very pretty face. Burst after burst of sperm shot onto her cheeks, her chin, and her forehead. It just kept coming until she was drenched. Trisha's glasses were covered in my thick cum.
Then I felt a new sensation for the first time when she licked my head clean. I'd never had a tongue on my penis before. it was a kind brief this time, but I loved it.
Ten minutes before I had never had a sexual experience. Now a blonde models was covered in my seed.
Trisha took off her glasses and licked the cum off of them. "You're amazing!" She hadn't really done much, but she crawled onto my bed like she was exhausted.
I went and sat beside her, still dressed but with my member hanging out of my fly. Instinctively, she grabbed it and started playing with it again. "You bastard, I can't believe you never told me you have such a large weapon."
"You really like it?" I asked. I guess I already knew the answer, but I was getting drunk on hearing her say it out loud.
"Nick, I love it! It's the perfect cock!"
"Is it the biggest you've seen?"
She closed her eyes and purred. "I've only been with a few guys, but you're way bigger than them. You're bigger soft than they are hard!"
She was lying on my bed, on her back, still covered in my load. Without really thinking about what I was doing I grabbed my dick and started using it to wipe my cum off of my best friend's face and feeding it to her.
"You love this, don't you? You love my cum." She smiled and moaned like a as I fed her. "You love being covered in it, huh?"
"I love it! I always make guys come on me, it's my favorite. But none of them have been like you. I bet you could tell me some stories!"
"I'm amazed," I said. "You're really a dirty blonde models." I could tell that she liked being called that.
"Seriously," she said, "what other blonde modelss have seen your monster? Any I know?" she asked. "Tell me about the blonde modelss you've fucked with this thing."
Embarrassed, I confessed I was a virgin, and that she was the first blonde models who's ever seen it.
"No way!" she exclaimed. "That's almost like a crime!" She grabbed my meat again, for emphasis. "This is like a winning lottery ticket. You could fuck any blonde models you want with this thing!"
Those were the words that really rung in my head. Any blonde models I want.
"Do you really think so?"
"Are you kidding? How fast I was on my knees when I saw it?" I couldn't argue with that. "I bet if you made a list of blonde modelss you want to fuck you could nail every one of them."
I don't think Trisha meant what she'd just said literally, but I sure took it that way. "That's a great idea. I'm sick of being a wuss. I'm going to make a list of ten blonde modelss I want to fuck, and I'm going to do every one of them!"
"You should!"
I let the idea roll around in my mind for a minute. "If I need any help, will you help me?"
"Of course! But only if you put me on your list."
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