He was nice enough to let us ridein the back seat.When he dropped me off at my house he said he would be back in a fewminutes while he walked to the c...rner for a smoke. Heather and I tookadvantage of his "habit." We knew why he did it.My mom and sister were waiting up for me and asked me to tell them allabout the dance. I don't know how many times I mentioned how beautifulher gown was and how I wondered how I would look in it.That summer was wonderful and exciting. Heather had to work half. Then she tried a pose where she stretched out her arms. She did as she was told by Mrs. Smith. Mrs. Smith took out another apron and on this one it said “Kiss the Cook”. Hannah changed apron and they took some more photos. After taking some photos Mrs. Smith said that something was wrong. She came up to Hannah, caressed her apron and Hannah stood there wondering if she was a bad model. But Mrs. Smith just caressed her and stretched her head against Hannah’s face. Suddenly Hannah kissed Mrs.. In slow motion, everything flew through my mind at once. A part of me still trying to pretend nothing was wrong, a guilt reflex. My moment of escape passed and the reality that I was about to cum right in front of a girl I’d just met became a certainty. Short of reaching down my bikini bottoms and pulling the eggie out of my pussy, the only way I could turn it off was my phone lying on my bed in the room.It felt like forever, but couldn’t have been more than thirty seconds before the inevitable. I had no experience but felt I had some natural knowhow and liked it. I could taste his pre-cum, and smelled something good. I pushed my head down, and down, I moved my tongue to feel the smooth penis in my mouth. I sucked it like I wanted to milk it and moved up and down. It felt so good in my mouth; it would be better it I could take more. My first time and I was a blowjob whore. Cannot tell you how long but I could tell he was going to go, and I was not going to stop. Whoosh, the load was in.