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"Misty, what are you doing in here!" her mother exclaimed. "You were watching us, weren’t you?"
"Mom, I was curious, okay? I heard a lot of strange stuff, and I wanted to see." she said, defensively. "At first, I was just looking through the keyhole but I lost my balance and fell, and then I wanted a closer look. It was really cool, Mom."
"I’m sure you thought so." said Missy, dryly. "I noticed that you liked the taste of it, too." Misty blushed, but she nodded.
"It was his come." she whispered. "I had to try it."
"Oh, well of course you did." said her mother, sarcastically. "You’re definitely my daughter, then. I tasted my first come at about your age, and I liked it, too."
"You did?" Misty asked.
"You did?" Mike echoed.
"Sure." she said. "That’s how I met your father, actually."
"Oh, tell me!" Misty said. "I never heard this story before."
"Well, I was at a party, and a game of Truth or Dare got started." she said, patting the bed next to her. Misty sat down between Mike and her mother. "When it was my turn I chose Dare. Your father dared me to give him a blowjob in front of everybody. Everybody thought I would decline and forfeit a piece of clothing, but I shocked them all and accepted."
"Oh, wow, you did it in front of everybody?" Misty asked, awed.
"That must have been quite a show!" Mike said, grinning. "Your first time, and all."
"Oh, well, fortunately, there was another girl there who talked me through it." she said. "Otherwise, I might have chickened out of the deal altogether."
"Wow, cool, Mom. I’d like to try it, too. Will you talk me through it?" Misty asked, looking at Mike’s crotch.
"Misty Morning Walker! What gives you the idea that I would ever let you do something like that?!?" her mother asked her, shocked.
"But, Mom, I really want to try it!" she said.
"Well, I’m sure you do, but not today, young lady!" she said. Mike looked at Missy and smiled.
"Why not?" he said, softly. "I mean, she has to learn sometime, right?"
"What? Are you crazy? She’s only sixteen!" Missy protested.
"Look, do you want her going off half-cocked and trying it with some boy, or do you want her to learn it here, under controlled circumstances?" he said. Misty grinned at him.
"Yeah, Mom, don’t you think I should do it here, instead of up on Perkin’s hill with Danny Cerillo?" she said, winking at Mike.
"You wouldn’t!" Missy said. Misty just smiled at her, and Missy rolled her eyes. "Oh, God, you would." she sighed. "All right, okay, you win."
"Oh, goody!" said Misty, rubbing her hands together. "Uh, how do I start?" she asked.
"Allow me." Mike said, sliding to the edge of the bed. He put his feet on the floor and spread his legs wide apart. "Misty, why don't you kneel on the floor in front of me." he suggested.
She looked up at her mother, biting her lip like she was unsure, but then she slid to the floor and got between his legs.
"Okay, Mom, now what?" she asked, looking straight at his limp dick.
"Well, you could start by taking it in your hand." Missy told her. Misty hesitantly reached out and grasped it loosely. "Good, now lean over and give the head of it a kiss." she instructed.
Misty hesitantly did as she was told, giving the tip of his cock a nice, long, slow kiss, then looked back up at her mother expectantly.
"What are you looking at me, for? Suck on it!" she said, so Misty bent her head and took him into her mouth. She felt him grow hard as her tongue twirled around the helmet-like head, and she stroked her fist on it to bring it the rest of the way erect.
"Oh yeah, Misty, just like that." Mike sighed. "Can you take a little more of it?
She looked up at him and nodded, smiling, then went down on it some more. He stroked her hair lightly. "More." he told her, so she relaxed her throat and went the rest of the way down on it.
"Ahh, that's a good girl." he sighed, letting her come back up. "Now, just keep doing it like that, and you’ll get a nice reward!" Missy laughed, thinking back to the night of the party and her first time.
"What’s so funny?" Mike asked her. Missy looked at him and smiled.
"I remember the first `reward` I ever got." she said. "I almost threw up in her father’s lap!"
"Oh, well, Misty has already had a taste, so I think she’ll do just fine with it." he said. "You’ll swallow all my come, right, Misty?"
"Mmm-hmm!" she said, with just the head of him in her mouth. Mike sat bolt upright and opened his eyes as wide as they would go.
"Oh, G-God!" he stuttered, and blasted loose a torrent of come into Misty’s mouth. She wasn’t quite ready for it, and had a little trouble swallowing the first jet, but after that, she handled it just fine. Mike, however, was sitting as if electrified, and when he was finished, his eyes rolled up into his head and he passed out, slumping down onto Missy.
"What happened, Mom?" asked Misty, concerned. "Is he okay?"
"He’s fine." said her mother, moving aside and laying him down on his back. "Pick his legs up and put them on the bed, okay?" she said. "He just wasn't ready to come, but you tricked his body by humming onto his cock. He’ll be fine in a minute or two, but you drained him good. I’m afraid its going to take him quite a while to recharge, after that." Misty put his legs on the bed as her mother got up. "Come on, let’s get dressed and go downstairs. He needs his rest." she said. "I’m proud of you, you know. You did it just right, especially for your first time. Great job!"
"Thanks, Mom, it was cool!" Misty said, grinning. "I like the taste of the stuff, too."
"Well, that’s good, because some girls don’t, and they’ll refuse to let any man come in their mouth. Some of them won’t even suck it at all!"
"Really!?! Why not?" Misty asked, surprised.
"Oh, different reasons." she said. "Some of them have been brought up to think it’s dirty and gross; others have different reasons."
"But why?" she asked. "It’s not gross at all! In fact, I think it’s fun."
"Well, it’s good that you think so, because it’ll really help you keep your boyfriends!" Missy told her grimly. "I lost a couple of guys when I was younger to girls that gave head, just because I wouldn’t!"
"Oh, man, that’s awful!" Misty said.
"Yeah, well, most guys are cheap, shallow liars." said Missy. "The one upstairs, well, maybe he’s different. He seems different, somehow."
"I think he’s really nice, Mom. Can we keep him?"
Missy laughed. "Well, between the two of us, I know we can keep him sexually satisfied, but we still don’t know why his wife left him, do we? Maybe she had a good reason."
"Mom, do you really think that? Like maybe he was cheating on her or something?" Misty actually started to look worried.
Missy laughed again. "I doubt it." she said, chuckling. "She was probably the one sleeping around."
"Yeah, that’s what he said last night." said Misty. "He told me she used to tease him terribly, by doing a strip tease, and leaving him high and dry."
"He did?" asked her mother, concerned. "He didn’t try anything with you, did he?"
"No, of course not!" Misty said. "Why would you even think such a thing?" Misty pouted and put her hands on her hips.
"Because it sounds like a line to get you into bed!" said Missy. "Are you sure nothing happened?"
"Yes, Mother, I’m sure!" said Misty. "Come on let’s get downstairs before we wake him up." She left the room, and Missy grabbed her clothes, then followed her daughter.
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