My First White Blowjob

I thought she was about forty when I saw her in the store. She was a pretty white woman, kind of short but with a nice slim body. Her legs looked very firm and she must have worked out religiously. It was just before six o'clock and there was only the supervisor and I on the floor.

I walked over to near where she was browsing in case she had any questions. The store sells a big variety of athletics equipment and we get a lot of hot looking women coming in. I was a senior in high school working to earn some extra cash for the holidays. She began looking at the footwear and I asked if I could help her.

After listening to her workout regimen, I showed her a few different types. She selected three that she liked and asked to try them on.

"What size?" I asked.

"Better measure," she told me with a smile. "I hear your feet get bigger when you get older. Of course you've got big feet already, don't you?" She laughed and looked down at my size fifteen sneakers.

I was slightly embarrassed because this older woman was flirting with me. I helped her try on the shoes and she left her legs slightly open while I slipped them on. I tried not to be obvious when I looked. I don't know if she saw what I was doing but I could see almost up to her panties. In the end, she couldn't decide and said she think about it and come back the next day.

"I'm Blaine," I told her. "We work on commission here, so please ask for me if you come back." She promised she would and gave me a big smile as she left.

About 5:30 the next night, she returned. "I'm Denise," she told me extending her hand. "I don't know if you remember, but I was in here yesterday."

"Sure I remember," I told her, shaking hands. Her hand was so soft and warm; I felt my cock harden just a bit. "Do you want to see the same shoes as yesterday?"

She was smiling and looking into my eyes when she nodded.

"We better check your size again," I told her. "Just to make sure you haven't grown overnight." It was a joke around the store. If an attractive women wearing a skirt came in, we'd say, "I'd love to measure her feet." It meant we wanted to look up her skirt.

Guys were always bragging about how some hot babe had let him look up her skirt then come back and let him do it again. They'd say how the girls had to know we were looking and that they wanted us to do it. Some of them had skirts so short we were sure they came in like that on purpose, just to tease us.

Denise did laugh at my joke but she also sat in the chair by the measuring stool. Her skirt was much shorter than the one she'd worn yesterday and I wondered if she'd worn it with me in mind. I slipped off her shoe and put her foot on the measuring instrument (it's called a Brannock Device).

She let her legs separate and it was easy for me to see all the way up to her panties. She smiled when she saw me looking.

"Is it getting bigger?" she asked laughing. I felt my cock starting to get hard and I was pretty sure she wasn't talking about her foot. I have to be careful about getting a hard on because my cock is so big. I got up to go look for the shoes.

When I helped her on with the shoes, she was spreading her legs so wide, her skirt rode up almost to the tops of her thighs. There was no doubt she was enjoying flashing me her pussy.

In the end, she couldn't decide between two pairs and bought them both, which was nice for me. When I cashed her out, her coat came open and I could see she had on a sheer white blouse and no bra. Her tits were small but round and the nipples were pale pink.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" I asked as I put the boxes in a bag for her. I knew she'd probably just leave but I hoped anyway.

"Well..." she said tentatively. "I've heard some reports about women having their packages snatched in the parking lot. Do you think you could walk me to my car?"

"Sure," I told her. I wanted to stay with her as long as possible. As long as we were together the possibility of something happening was still there. I told my boss I was going on my break.

Her car was quite a distance from the entrance. I hadn't put on my coat and was shivering by the time I put the bag in her trunk.

"Get in," she said, opening the passenger door. "I'll warm you up then drive you back. I mean I'll warm up the car." Her smile told me she deliberately said she'd warm me up. I figured that when I got in the car I'd go for it.

"You're very pretty," I told her. She started the car and turned the heater on high.

"Oh no," she said, "I'm much too old." She stopped for a minute, and then said, "Do you like my skirt? They frown on it when my friends wear skirts this short to work."

"It's very nice," I said placing my hand on her leg. She gasped but didn't make a move to stop me. "Did you know I could see your panties when I was helping you with the shoes?" She shuddered and closed her eyes.

"Could you?" she whispered.

"Yes," I told her rubbing her leg. "They're a very pretty pink." My hand was between her thighs and she closed her legs tight so I couldn't move it. "Not now," she told me, removing my hand from between her legs. She turned toward me and pressed her lips against mine.

She was starting to get wild as she pushed her tongue in and out of my mouth. She cupped her hand over my cock that was now straining at my pants. "You feel so big," she told me.

The car was starting to get really warm so she turned down the heater. She took a deep breath, took off her coat, and sat back.

"Do you like my breasts?" she asked. I had seen them earlier but couldn't make them out in the dim light.

"They're beautiful," I answered more from memory than current visibility.

"They like to be touched," she told me, beginning to unbutton her blouse.

"Quickly, I moved my hand to her soft warm flesh. Lowering my head, I began to kiss the nipple. It hardened into a wrinkled ring and I started licking and sucking. She clutched my head to her chest and moaned wantonly. Her body jiggled when I gently bit down lightly.

"You've got me so hot!" she told me in an excited whisper. "I need to do this."

I wasn't exactly sure what "this" meant but allowed her to push me back in my seat and watched her hands go to my belt. I knew my cock was steely hard and would be difficult to get out so I helped her open my pants and pushed them down past my knees.

"Oh GOD!" she groaned, "I've never seen anything so big." She wrapped her hand as far around my cock as she could. I watched her staring at it as she rubbed her soft hand up and down.

"Mmmm, that feels good," I told her beginning to thrust into her hand.

"Don't cum yet," she pleaded looking longingly into my eyes. "I want to taste you first."

She began kissing my cock. Her lips felt warm and gentle. Soon I felt her tongue come out and begin licking the shaft. I began massaging her breasts while she played with my cock with her hand and mouth.

"Ohhh," she moaned, "does what I'm doing to you feel as good as what you're doing to me?" I didn't answer. I just moaned and pinched her nipple. "Oh shit!" she hissed.

"I've never had an older woman suck me before," I told her. "It's the best thing I ever felt.

"My husband is religious," she told me. "He thinks oral sex is unnatural. It's been so many years since I've done this. I didn't realize how much I missed it until I saw you yesterday."

She went back to sucking me. There was more urgency in her now as she jerked at my dick and whipped her head up and down my shaft.

"Will you cum for me?" she asked sweetly. "Please cum, I really want to taste it."

It felt like she was trying to stuff my whole cock into her throat but she didn't succeed very well. It didn't matter because I was so excited from having her blow me that I came within a minute or two. I was slapping my hips up and down and she was doing the same with her mouth.

I could feel my cum shooting into her mouth and saw that she was air fucking her pussy like crazy too. Her legs were wide open and her skirt was bunched up at her waist. I reached over and just touched her wet panties and she began to climax immediately.

"I've been thinking about you cumming in my mouth since yesterday. I've been going crazy thinking about your big black cock," Denise told me after her breathing had calmed down.

My cock had softened a little but she was still stroking it. The slit was gooey from the cum still leaking out and she would swipe her thumb across it coating the shaft, making it slick. Once in a while she would bend down and kiss the head. I got fully hard again.

"It looks so yummy," she told me. "Would you mind if I do it again? You're so young I bet you can cum all day long."

Of course I didn't mind. It was so exciting to have this pretty, older woman hot for my cock. I think my dick was even harder the second time listening to her tell me how much she wanted it. She looked deeply into my eyes and blew me a kiss. I stared back and put my hand on the back of her head guiding it down. We maintained eye contact until her lips met my cock then her lids closed. I sat back and shut my eyes as well.

Denise seemed even more desperate for my dick the second time. She took her time licking and kissing it. She made little noises and uttered one and two word statements like, "So big," "Delicious," and "Sweet dick." When she'd had enough teasing herself with my cock, she got on her knees on the driver's seat and began jerking me off with both hands into her mouth. She was shaking her head crazily, jamming her face up and down my throbbing dick. The end came quickly after that and I was again spurting wildly as she swallowed rapidly.

She slumped into my lap when the shooting stopped. I opened my eyes and saw the back of her head, my cock was still in her mouth, and her ass was up in the air. I began stroking her ass but she pulled away.

"You'll be fired if I don't get you back." She was right. It was almost half an hour since I left. We are only allowed fifteen minutes for break. When we got back to the entrance, she asked for my cell number. She didn't call for more than a week and I figured it was just a one-time thing. Perhaps I should tell what happened next in another story.