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"I can dress you up in all the pretty outfits you want ..and do your hair and make-up, but that doesn't mean you know what it's like to be a girl," she said.

"Wh-what do you mean?" he said softly.

"Until you've experienced what it means to relate to a boy, to be his girlfriend, to make him want to be with you ... you don't really know what it's like."

"I'm not gay," he stammered. "I mean, not just gay, that is...I iike girls AND boys..."

"Have you ever had a guy look at you, and like ...really want you?" she asked.

"I-I don't...think so."

"You will if you go out looking like you do now," she said. "You kind of have that sweet, innocent quality guys really love. The kind of girl they want to spoil."

"They want to spoil me?"

"If they think you're worth spoiling."

"What do I do to make them think that?"

"You convince them you've got something in store for them."

"..in store?" he asked.

"Y'know ...you're gonna make out with them, let them feel you up ...maybe a hand job ...or even a blow job."

"But, if they start feeling me up, they'll be able to tell I'm not a girl."

"That's why you'll have to make the first move. If you start making out with him, you should start feeling him between his legs. If he's getting hard, you should probably pull own his zipper and pull his cock out."

"Ohmigod!" he whispered.

"Look, I'm not telling you I haven't told girls your age. If you show your willing to let him put his cock in your mouth, he won't be trying to get in your pussy. At least not right away."

"But, I don't have a pussy..."

"But, you have a mouth, don't you? Part of being a girl is knowing how to please your boyfriend with your mouth. If you graduate high school without ever having given a blowjob, I haven't taught you to be a girl very well, have I?"

"Does that mean...until he cums?"

"Yeah, once you start, you've gotta finish. Haven't you ever tasted cum before?"

"Um, no ...not really."

"It's pretty easy ...and usually pretty quick. Just get him hard with your hand, then swirl your tongue around the head of his cock. Take a few licks up and down the shaft, but give him plenty of eye contact. Then, lower your mouth onto him and just start sliding up and down, licking with your tongue. You'll know when he's getting close and then, just let him spurt into your mouth and swallow it down."

"Holy shit! Does it taste bad?"

"First time you won't like it, but it gets better. Mostly it's salty with kind of a bitter flavor to it, but different guys taste different."

"Did you....like it?"

"I liked that I'm able to please him and get him off. And when he tells me how good I made him feel, that's nice, too. Sometimes he strokes my hair and tells me I made him cum really hard. But, if he doesn't want to kiss me after I've sucked him, that pisses me off."

"What if he wants to return the favor?" he asked.

"Don't worry. He won't."

"And if he wants me to go out with him again?"

"He may want a repeat performance. Just make it clear to him that while you're okay with blowing him, you're not giving up your pussy."

"Damn, this is complicated."

"Yeah .. and don't be surprised when you go to school Monday morning, all the guys in his friend group are gonna know you sucked him off on your date. They won't say it to your face, but now you're "the blowjob girl." Some of them might start being really friendly in the hopes they'll get the same hook-up."

"What do I do?"

"It's up to you, but if he's really cute and he asks you out, he's gonna expect your lips on his cock. But, at least you know know you'll get a second date out of the deal."

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"Well, technically I'm not an OBGYN yet ...I'm still a resident," he said.

"Yeah, but I've never seen you before. Why can't I just see my regular doctor?"

"I'm part of the same practice, I'm just helping him with the more routine exams and stuff..."

"Don't you normally wear a shirt under your lab coat..?"

"Sometimes yes, sometimes no ....if it's a problem, I can..."

"No, no...I don't want to make it a big deal, it's just that all the other doctors in this office are women ...and you're just so...so..."

"So...what?"

"Nothing ...look it's just that I'm still in high school and I've never been examined by a doctor that was black ...and so.....hot." I felt my face flushing red with embarrassment. He smiled.

"You think I'm hot?" he said. I felt my mouth getting dry as he moved closer. There was serious tension between us and I started to worry someone might walk in on whatever was happening or about to happen. I felt frozen.

He reached up and caressed my cheek with his hand. "You're so pretty, Katy," he said. My eyes were locked on his as I felt him reach down to the top button of my gown, then cool air on my chest as I felt it pop open.

"Wait..." I stammered.

"Shhhhhh...." he whispered, slowly undoing the rest of the buttons and uncovering me, now completely nude as I sat on the exam table. He walked around to the side of the table and gently lowered me onto my back. Returning to the end of the table, he pulled up a stool, released the stirrups and placed my legs softly in each one. I brought my hands up and covered my face, mortified that I was now laying in front of this gorgeous, young black man, my legs splayed open to him.

He reached up and gently started opening the folds of my labia and adding to my embarrassment, I remembered wishing I'd have shaved or carefully trimmed my bush that morning after my shower, instead of making him pushing back my wispy nest of natural hair.

"Aren't....you....supposed to be....um....wearing gloves or something like that?" I asked.

"Not for this.." he said, matter-of-factly.

I stared up at the ceiling as I felt his warm breath on my pussy. I didn't have to look down to realize he was getting closer. Suddenly, I felt the warm wetness of the tip of his tongue against me, softly moving upward until it started circling around my clitoris.

"Ohmigod!" I whispered as I felt my body tense.

He started pressing his tongue against me and I could feel my body tingling, my vagina getting wetter with his saliva and my own juices. How many times had I gone down on my boyfriend, hoping that he'd return the favor, only to sit and stew on the drive home from a date, disappointed again. But, this. This was different. I'd never been in a situation where all the focus was on me.

"I...we shouldn't...I mean....this feels really good..." I stammered as he continued to lick my pussy.

"I knew it would ...just relax and let me do this for you," he said.

Without consciously realizing it, I started to lift my hips slightly, pushing myself against him. I reached down with my hands and placed them on his head, half-caressing, half-guiding his mouth to the places I wanted him to touch.

Every part of my body began feeling like my face, red and hyper-sensitive to every touch, every stimulus. I could feel goosebumps on my skin and my head started to spin with pleasure. Damn, he was good at this! It was like he knew exactly where to touch and how long to press and then release. I could feel the tension pushing up inside me, moving closer to release.

"Please, you've got to stop or I'm going to make so much noise we'll both be in trouble..." I hissed.

"Shhhhhhh...."

I lost control of my hips and they started moving up and down against him, his hands gripping my ass cheeks and pulling me into him.

"Oh, god..."I whispered. "Oh, fuck....baby, this is soooo good, yes, lick my pussy...!"

I gazed down at him, my eyes half closed. He was staring directly at me, watching intently as his tongue brought me closer and closer to orgasm.

"Fuck," I said again. "Don't make me fall in love with you and want you for my boyfriend..." I was trying to make a joke but with my raspy voice, I sounded a little more sincere than I intended.

Suddenly, I felt wave after wave of pleasure ripple through my body, tensing and releasing. My brain suddenly fogged and I could feel my pussy quivering and gushing against his lips. We both suddenly went still, his mouth still against me as I tried to catch my breath.

He slowly released me and I collapsed, limp, onto the table, my brain still foggy.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Damn..." I whispered. "Well, I guess I totally embarrassed myself."

"Not at all," he said. "There is nothing better than a beautiful, young woman experiencing pleasure."

"So, I supposed it'll look kind of sketchy if I ask for you at my next appointment..." I said, sheepily.

"Not at all. I'll make sure I'm assigned to you when you come back next week."

"Next week..?"

"Is that okay with you?"

"Um, yeah, whatever you say ...you're my doctor."

As I checked out at the front desk, the receptionist smiled at me and I wasn't really sure whether she knew what had happened during my exam or was just super-friendly.

"How was your appointment?" she asked, her smile a little un-nerving to me.

"It was good. Pretty routine."

"Yeah, well, I see you're coming back in a week. He's so damn sexy, that's the kind of routine I'd be okay with. I bet the way he treats patients, especially young, pretty ones like you, is something. The things I'd do to be naked on his exam table. God, you're such a lucky girl!"

"Am i?" I said. "See ya next week..."

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(he rolls over, breathing hard)

HIM: "damn, girl, I guess that's why they call you Incredible..."

ME: (giggling) "..that's not the first time I've been told that.."

HIM: "you definitely are Elasti-girl..."

ME: "...sweetie, next time I'll really show you how you can bend me..."

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I love it when we go to the beach together. The way he looks at me when I'm wearing a bikini. The way people look at us when we make out on the blanket. He whispers in my ear that he wants me and I realize we may not make it back to his place. He may take me as soon as we get to his car. I'll try not to make so much noise people overhear, but I can't guarantee it...

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A black guy who asked me out in high school gave me this pendant after I went out with him a couple of times. I was so naive, I wore it everywhere, even to school a few times. I had no idea the signal I was giving off, but I slowly started to realize, every black guy at school knew what it meant. I couldn't understand why they were all smiling at me when I walked down the hall....

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