I’m not going to hop under the blankets with anybody right away; you don’t know how fast a girl can get a bad reputation doing that. I hear about...girls who will fuck a boy if he even just asks. I doubt it, but that’s the way guys tell it. I won’t be one of them, any boy who wants me, will have to prove he can keep his motherfucking mouth shut.”How many times could this girl shock me, “Motherfucking mouth?”She smiled impishly, “Well, I have a Fatherfucking mouth, I guess there must be some. We left the cafe and had that uncomfortable "do we kiss?" moment outside, settling for a kiss on each cheek, before saying goodbye, and that, I thought, would be the end of it.I was wrong...Two days later we arranged to meet again.He'd suggested I come to his for lunch this time, on the understanding that if we both wanted to, there would be the opportunity to play later. I wanted to, I really did, but I'd never done this before and my nerves were getting the better of me. After lunch of pizza. I came to her very nervous, took her cock in my hand and continued to stroke her slowly. She showed me to sit on the bed and when I did, she moved in front of me waiting for me to take it. That's it, my first taste of shemale cock. I took it in my mouth and instantly loved it. It was still soft, but it filled up my mouth. I started sucking it, playing with foreskin a little, sucking the head and before you know it she was hard. I took her bals in one hand, ass in other, dick kept in my mouth. I. At sixteen, she was about 5' 4", probably about 150-155 pounds. A lot bigger than I was usually into. But with the boobs on her, they were fucking incredible. The red hair. The thick patch of pubic hair between her bigger legs and thighs. Bigger than I was used to. And all I could think about was the fact that before I'd gotten off the phone with my stepdaughter, Katie had my dick in her mouth. She'd damn near made me cum in her mouth. I got off the phone, went soft, and climbed back into.