The Blowjob Band

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The Blowjob Band

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The bells had just rung out signaling the end of the school day, and the throngs of students at Washington Senior High spilled out from their classes and slouched their way across the campus.   The usual groups and social clusters began to assemble as the students filtered out to car parks, bus stops or stopping to loiter along the way.  Everyone was in his or her school uniforms, but the expressions of that uniform seemed to range widely from polished, preppy to slacker, and provocative.

Kyle Harrison burst out of class, rushing to his locker to grab his stuff and get going, almost forgetting to close the damned locker door behind him.  His friend Guy was already waiting outside for him, looking anxiously at his watch.

“Shit, Kyle, there you are…” Guy exclaimed.  “What took you so long, man?  We gotta hustle if we’re gonna make it in time.”

“Fuck, I know man, sorry,” said Kyle, breaking into a jog to catch up as Guy almost took off as they arrived, “Amy stopped to talk to me on the way out of class about something…”

“Amy?” Guy asked, exasperated.  “Don’t waste your time chatting with her, man.  She’s already got that bonehead boyfriend of hers all over her, you’ll never get anywhere with her.”

The two eighteen-year-old school friends both took off at a brisk walk as they maneuvered through students and out of the school grounds, breaking off to head down some side streets.

“I don’t want to get with her,” protested Kyle.  “I mean, I would, if I could, she’s fucking gorgeous, but I don’t have a thing for her or anything, I was just nice.”

“Don’t be fucking nice, man.  What have I told you about being nice?  You’re never gonna fuck if you’re nice.  I’m never nice.  I’m ice fucking cold.”

“Oh yeah, have you gotten laid yet?” smirked Kyle.

“I got like a handy-J from Hannah at Dave’s party last weekend,” Guy responded, slightly wounded at Kyle’s jab.  “That still counts, man.  Not to mention, remember where we’re going to right now.  I’m trying to look after you, set you up, you know.  Don’t be giving me attitude just because my cherry is intact.  I’m trying, man, I’m trying really hard.”

“So do you know if Kelly’s gonna be there today?” asked Kyle eagerly.

“Dude, one hundred fucking percent she’s gonna be there today…” said Guy, nodding gravely.

“Are you sure?” asked Kyle, squinting at Guy in doubt.

“I mean, pretty sure...” said Guy.

“Pretty sure?  Is she gonna be there or not, man?” asked Kyle.

“Relax dude, Richie owes her pot or money or money for pot or something,” said Guy.  “Kelly will be there to collect; she seems pretty desperate for cash at the moment.  Then she’ll hang for a while, and that’s when you’ll get your chance.  Kelly-fucking-Hunter…”

“Kelly Hunter,” repeated Kyle dreamily.

Kelly Hunter, a senior who had turned eighteen a few months back, was definitely on the slacker/provocative end of the spectrum.  Kelly was socially a bit of an outsider.  She mostly hung out with the slacker/stoner crowd but was increasingly popular in senior year because of both her natural good looks and her growing reputation of loose morals.

Kelly was of average height for a girl but very slender and surprisingly busty for her figure.  Kyle and Guy estimated she was probably a 32D or 34C in their many conversations about the girls in their cohort and figures, bust sizes and gossip of who was hooking up with whom.  Kelly stood out more than anything else for being a stunning natural redhead.  She had fair, freckled skin, light gray eyes, and delicate pale pink lips.  Her silky, wavy copper hair tumbled down just past her shoulders.  Sometimes she would wear it back with a school headband or tie it up into a high ponytail or bun.  Regardless it would look amazing and effortlessly sexy.

Kyle was obsessed with Kelly.  She had a gorgeous girl-next-door look but at the same time styled herself as a bit of a wild, sexy rebel.  Like many of the girls in her group, she would push the boundaries with her school uniform regularly.  The blue tartan skirt hiked up and worn shorter like a mini skirt; thigh-high black or patterned stockings rather than regulation over knee ones.  White blouse tight with top buttons undone to show off a figure fitting tank top and knockout cleavage or the shirt tied off at the midriff over a crop top to show off bare belly and waist.  It usually earned Kelly and her group their fair share of detentions and warnings, but the students would persist, and for the most part, the school put up with it.

“I still find it hard to believe the whole thing about the Blowjob Band,” said Kyle.

“Believe it, Kyle, it’s fucking A+, man,” said Guy.  “Last Tuesday I got a hummer from Jenny Davis - you know Jenny, right?”

“She’s in my biology class,” said Kyle.  “Brunette, right?  Petite?  Green eyes?”

“Fuck, I don’t know what color her eyes were, all I could see was the top of her head,” joked Guy.  When Kyle didn’t laugh, Guy went on more seriously, “but yeah, that’s her.  Hot little pocket rocket.  Swallowed me to the base.  I mean, I’m not that big or anything, but still.  Sucked like a vacuum cleaner.  Making me hard just thinking about it, actually.

Kyle thought of Kelly on her knees in front of him, watching the redhead as she swallowed him, and felt his cock stirring in his trousers.

“So, have you got to try Kelly yet...?” asked Kyle, hesitantly.  He would be insanely jealous if Guy had to enjoy Kelly going down on him before Kyle had, but at the same time, he was desperately curious to hear anything about Kelly’s involvement in the Blowjob Band.

“Nah, man,” said Guy.  “Ha-ha, don’t look too relieved, Kyle.  If she’s there today, I’m queuing up right after you.  Everyone says she’s the best.  I want to try her too.  She hasn’t been around a lot lately though, I hear.”

Kyle couldn’t help feel relieved, even though it was a strange thing to feel anxious about in the first place.  It wasn’t even like he had a proper romantic crush on Kelly.  He just had the hots for her.  A gigantic boner crush.  From the sound of things too, Kelly was already sucking her fair share of cock this year, so it wasn’t like she was a blowjob virgin or anything.  Yet, all the same, Kyle was thrilled that he was quite possibly about to get the chance to get a blowjob from the girl he jerked off to thoughts about every night.

“We’re here,” said Guy.  “Be cool.  Let me do the talking.”

They had arrived at what was a nondescript back alley between an abandoned bakery and an old diner.  It was a secluded place, with a lot of crates and random things to sit or lean on, and no easy way to peek on what was going on.  About a dozen senior students, boys, and girls, from Washington High School from the slacker/stoner crowd, were hanging out, some sitting on crates or the ground.  Some were smoking - pot from the smell of it - while others were just chatting or on their phones.  It was an ordinary after-school scene.  The students must have been here for a little while already, as it wasn’t uncommon for this group to skip class.  For a moment, Kyle thought Guy had him on about the whole Blowjob Band.

Guy, like Kyle, was from the nerdier crowd in High School, devouring comic books and geek culture.  However, Guy was pretty outgoing and seemed to be able to make friends with anyone.  He would hang out with seemingly any group with ease, where Kyle would be far too socially awkward to go out of his comfort zone usually.

He was feeling pretty awkward already, standing mutely in the alleyway as the other students glanced over and ignored him, while Guy was catching up with a couple of the guys and girls.

A petite brunette sitting on a crate right near Kyle looked up at him.

“Hey, Kyle, right?” the brunette asked.

Kyle turned to look at her properly and realized suddenly it was Jenny Davis.  Instant flashes of Guy’s earlier description of the pretty brunette giving head filled his mind and stirred his crotch.

Jenny’s dazzling green eyes looked up at Kyle with amusement beneath her ‘blowjob bangs’ haircut - named so because the guy wouldn’t have to hold the girl’s hair back off her face - and Kyle shuddered with involuntary pleasure as he imagined himself jerking off onto the brunette’s cute face.

“You alright?” Jenny asked as Kyle’s expression hazed over.

“Huh?  Oh yeah, fine.  Sorry.  Hey Jenny,” said Kyle awkwardly, trying to recover and hoping she wouldn’t notice the boner growing in his school trousers.

“You’re a weird one,” Jenny laughed, before extending out a hand holding a smoldering cigarette shaped roll.  “You want a joint?”

“Um, no thanks,” said Kyle, before pointing to himself and saying, “it’s not good for my asthma.”

Kyle instantly regretted how lame he sounded, but it was too late to rescue the moment.

“Asthma, huh?” Jenny laughed and took a drag of the joint.  “You’re funny.”

Jenny turned to shout out to Guy, “hey, Guy.  Your friend is funny…” before turning back to Kyle and saying “you should come, hang out with us here.  I guarantee you’ll have fun.”

“Hey, is Kelly here?” Kyle asked Jenny abruptly, unable to contain himself.

“Kelly?” asked Jenny.  “Yeah, she’s inside with Richie.  Why, you looking to hook up with her too or something?”

Kyle went red in the face and was unable to answer.  Jenny’s bluntness was catching him off guard.

Jenny giggled at Kyle’s reaction.  “Awww, how cute.  I would hook up with her if I were a guy, she’s fucking hot.”

At that moment Guy came to Kyle’s rescue and pulled him aside while flirting audaciously with Jenny, who seemed to be happy to tease back outrageously too, even simulating a blowjob expression with her fist and her tongue pushing out the inside of one cheek, before breaking into a fit of laughter again.

“Have fun in Kelly’s mouth, Kyle…” Jenny called out cheerfully as the boys hurried away.

*****

Meanwhile, inside the small confines of the abandoned bakery, Kelly Hunter was trying to negotiate with a desperately horny Richie.

“Kelly, I’m so hard, can’t you just take care of me real quick?” asked Richie hopefully as he pointed to the bulge in his school trousers.

“Do you have my money or not?” asked Kelly impatiently, hands on her hips.

“Chill babe, of course, I do…” said Richie, “I just don’t have all of it on me...”

“What the fuck, Richie?” exclaimed Kelly.  “You said last week you had it all.”

“Oh, come on Kelly, you know I’m good for it.  I just need a little more time,” Richie whined.

“I need that money now, Richie…” said Kelly, her cool gray eyes wide, trying to keep her voice down so she wouldn’t be overheard and trying not to show how desperate she was.

Kelly felt like she was either going to scream or cry.  She was counting on the money Richie owed her, and she needed it soon.

“Whoa, easy there Kelly.  Look, the money is all there, it’s just going to take me a day to get it all together for you.  However, I can get you all of it and more by tomorrow.  See I’ll throw in extra just for you if you do something special for me, ok?”

“How much extra?” asked Kelly?

Richie sensed her desperation was as much about the amount of money she needed, and how quickly she needed it.  He seized the opportunity.

“I can throw in another twenty dollars if you blow me right now,” said Richie.

“A twenty?  Fuck off…”

“What?  You normally blow for a twenty.”

“You already owe me.  I need more than my usual fee if you can only get me the money tomorrow, ok?” protested Kelly.

“Ok, ok, how about fifty dollars then?” Richie relented, before adding quickly, “But you gotta swallow as well.  Don’t worry, I’m so hard already, it won’t take long.”

“Fine.  Fifty dollars on top what you owe me and you get it to me tomorrow, or you can forget about any of the Band ever blowing you again…” Kelly said, her gray eyes narrowing.

“Jeez, I get it, don’t need to threaten freezing me out, Kelly,” muttered Richie.

Frozen out by the Blowjob Band was like social suicide for their clique.  In addition to having access to the sex perks of the Band cut off, anyone cast out was persona non grata at school and beyond among their peers.  The threat was real enough to keep their otherwise notoriously unreliable group in line.

Kelly had never threatened to freeze someone out before, but she needed the money badly to make the rent by the end of the week.  Besides, she had still agreed to blow Richie so he wouldn’t be too sour on her.  Moreover, an extra fifty dollars would really help.  She barely scraped enough together to meet the rent last time, and she’s cutting it way too close again.  After school, tricks were excellent for extra pocket money for the other girls, but Kelly needed much more serious and reliable income if she was going to keep up financially.  Blowing horny eighteen-year-old boys after school (or sometimes during) wasn’t going to cut it anymore.  Students just didn’t have the kind of cash she needed, not at her school anyway.

Kelly had come up with a Plan B.  Though before she could even think about that, she needed to deal with Richie first.

Richie was apparently desperate to get his rocks off too to agree to pay fifty dollars for just a blowjob, and he seemed keen on getting it on as fast as possible, unzipping and dropping his school pants and boxers to his ankles right away.

Rolling her gray eyes as Richie grinned and started jerking his cock in front of her; Kelly crouched down on the dusty floor of the abandoned bakery, her already short blue tartan school skirt riding up her legs as she did so to reveal more of her creamy thighs.  May as well get this over with quickly, thought Kelly.

Kelly had her white school shirt unbuttoned far enough to show off her perky tits and cleavage in her black tank top underneath.  Richie enthusiastically felt Kelly up through her tank and shirt while she tugged at his stiff cock with one hand.  Richie wasn’t lying about how hard he was. 

Kelly considered tying her flowing red hair back into a ponytail to keep it out of her face, but before she had time to do anything Richie already had his needy hands on the back of her head and urged her face forward towards his red and swollen erection.

The sexy eighteen-year-old redhead barely had time to open her mouth before Richie’s raging hard-on pushed between Kelly’s glossy pink lips.

“Bllmmmfhh…” mumbled Kelly as her mouth suddenly filled with cock.

“Oh yes, that’s it, Kelly.  Your lips feel so good on me…” moaned Richie in delight as his dick enveloped in the embrace of Kelly’s wet, warm mouth.

Though a little put off by Richie’s urgency, Kelly went to work dutifully on his throbbing erection.  The redhead student bobbed her head on the cock at a steady rhythm.  Her soft lips slid smoothly over the taut flesh of the erect cock, eliciting moans of pleasure from Richie on each stroke.

Kelly looked up with her gray eyes at Richie while she sucked and slurped busily on his dick.  Richie was staring back down at her, jaw hanging open as his breathing grew heavy and quick as Kelly’s head bobbed faster.

Richie’s hands were busy too, no longer just encouraging the sexy student crouching before him to swallow his cock deeper.  As Kelly licked, sucked and slurped with increasing vigor Richie’s hands clamped down on her head and pushed and pulled in shallow but increasingly frantic face fucking.

A few times Richie would cheekily try and thrust forward a little, his cock head surging toward Kelly’s tight teenage throat to try his luck.  Kelly would bear with it just until the throbbing erection would press against the entrance of her throat before backing off, about to gag.

Not many of the girls can deep throat, though a few were trying their best to practice.  Kelly was one of the better ones, but Richie didn’t want to push his luck when she was already angry at him.

The blowjob had only been going on for about two minutes, but already Richie’s pleasure was about to peak.  The eighteen-year-old boys were still a long way from developing stamina in sexual encounters.  While disappointing for sex, this did make for much more comfortable and faster blowjobs for the girls, allowing them to perform on a lot more guys before becoming fatigued with aching jaws and sore lips.

Kelly sensed his nearing climax and deciding not to waste time, worked her small hands on his shaft and balls.  One hand wrapped firmly around the base of Richie’s cock while the other gently coaxed and fondled his swollen balls as they rose and tightened in preparation for release.

The redhead kept bobbing on the trembling pink head of Richie’s cock, her soft lips holding it in a firm embrace in her salivating mouth.  The underside of the cock head was resting perfectly on her tongue as she began to accelerate her jerking on the base of the erection.

Richie began to moan in shuddering awkward gasps, their pitch rising as his climax built.  His hands were no longer directing Kelly.  One balanced on her shoulder for support while the other gripped her red locks tightly as he merely tried to hold on as she blew him.

“Argh- oh, god.  Shit, fuck, gaah…” Richie sputtered uncontrollably, right before he ejaculated forcefully into Kelly’s ready mouth.

“Mmmmm…Mmmmph…Hmmnfhh…” moaned Kelly, stunned by the deluge of semen suddenly flooding her mouth.

Kelly didn’t stop pumping Richie’s cock, however, even as his cum threatened to escape her lips and dribble down her chin.  Luckily, her lips locked on tight as Richie unloaded a severe build-up of man juice into her maw.

When drained, Kelly pulled off quickly and spat a load of cum onto the ground beside her.

Richie looked a little disappointed she hadn’t swallowed.  Nevertheless, he put his cock away with a grin on his face.

Kelly got to her feet, a little out of breath from her exertion, cheeks red, a small sliver of cum still trailing from her lips and onto her chin.

“Thanks, Kelly, you’re the best…” said Richie as he hurried outside.  “I’ll get you your money tomorrow, promise…”

Kelly wiped her lips with the back of her hand as she watched Richie go.  She wasn’t sure she would see the money in time.  The redhead needed a better plan.  There was something she had been putting off trying that could solve her problems, but now she was out of time.  It was now or never.

She had better get moving now in that case Kelly thought; if she was going to make it to the shop in time.

Kelly grabbed her bag and reapplied her lip-gloss before heading back out to the alley.

*****

Note: This was the first chapter only, the whole eBook is 21,600+ words of hotness.





 









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