"Yum-my!" my best friend exclaimed. She was talking about the gorgeous guy that had just walked out of Abercrombie & Fitch in the mall. I looked over to see the excited sparkle in Ivy's eyes. Her gaze was following the retreating outline of the hot male. "Don't you think so Corrie?"

   "Oh yes. He's hot, just like the ten million other guys you've been drooling over since we've been here."

   She turned to look at me. Ivy was a truly beautiful girl. Tall, athletic, with long, blonde hair, and sea-green eyes. She had big, firm tits and a nice, round behind as well. Every guy wanted her and every girl wanted to be her. Lord knows I wouldn't mind having her body. Instead, I was stuck with plain-Jane Corrie. Medium build, medium tits, medium hair. Everything about me was medium, xcept for my sex life, that was below average. It was all about to change.

   "Come on Ivy, let's get out of here. I'm bored with this scene."

   "Actually, I've got a few more errands to run. Why don't you go home and I'll catch up with you later?" stated Ivy.

   We parted ways. Her, heading deeper into the heart of the mall and me, pushing towards the exit. It was an easy walk back to my apartment from the mall and I found myself slipping into daydreams.

   "Hi."

   I nearly jumped out of my skin as the gorgeous guy from the mall stepped up beside me.

   "My name is Jeff and I couldn't help but notice you looking at me in the mall. I don't normally do this kind of thing, but I think you're the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. I would really like to get to know you better."

   I stood there speechless with my mouth hanging open for a small moment before finally gathering my wits about me and timidly replying, "My house. It's right around the corner. Would you like some coffee, or a soda?"

   We headed for my house while I introduced myself to him. After getting him a cherry coke, I sat down with him in the living room. He would not take his beautiful eyes off of me. His eyes were such a dark brown that they looked almost black. His hair was sandy-blonde and styled in a typically surfer type cut. He had a marvelous tan to match his marvelous body. As he sat there looking at me, I could feel my pussy getting warm. I barely knew this guy! It had been so long since I had been fucked though. I found myself wanting him. Losing all sense of reality, I asked, "Can I fuck you?"

   After a momentary startled look, he leaned over and started passionately kissing me. Pressing my body into his, I could already feel that he had a huge boner. I couldn't help myself, I just had to suck him off. Bending down, I quickly unzipped him and had his cock out. As soon as it was out I went down on his hard-on. He tasted so good and he was so big. It was all I could do to fit him all into my mouth, but I was gladly doing it. I was hungry for his cum. Like a cock-crazy porn star, I sucked and slurped and drove him wild. Every time I would bring him to the brink and then ease off and leave him dangling there. After a while I felt his cock stiffen even more as the blood rushed through it. I sank my mouth around his stiff member all the way to the hilt and sucked every last drop off life juice from him.

   Jeff and I started dating shortly after that. He tells me every day that I am the most beautiful girl in the world. He also tells me every day how much he loves to fuck me. So much for plain-Jane Corrie and her below average sex life. Thanks to Jeff, my sex life is now filled with all sorts of interesting activities, but no matter what we do, we both agree that a good blow-job is always the best. He loves it, and I love giving him it.

   Would you like to hear more about all of our interesting activities? There may be an even hotter sequel depending on my reviews...