She spent the rest of the afternoon laying on her bed sucking on her finger, daydreaming torturously that it had been her sucking Danny off like that, only in her dreams, she let him come in her mouth with a delighted squeal and she swallowed it all down like a sweet gooey milk shake. She saw herself as his slave, in her adolescent mind, following him around and doing nothing but sucking him off all day long, even kneeling beneath Flick's stomach as he groomed her, bobbing and slobbering all over his stiff and throbbing red penis until her stomach was full of his delicious goo. She imagined it was delicious anyway, just because she adored him so much. Nothing that came out of him could be yucky. Betty was just a stupid bimbo.

Eventually, when she could stand it no more, she went down to the kitchen and got a banana. She took it up to her room and shut the door. Then she kneeled down in the closet, shut the door and began giving the banana a very clumsy yet incredibly eager blowjob, putting into practice everything she had observed from Betty's work. She held the end of it against the wall, imaging Danny leaning back there. She slid it in and out of her mouth, across her lips and tongue, she licked it and sucked on it gently, trying not to break it. She went fast, she went slow, she tried to take it deep in her mouth but she kept gagging. She wished desperately that the thing would come in her mouth, but it didn't, so finally she bit off the end of it and ground it to mush in her mouth. Then she swallowed it, pretending it was come. Then she gave her best smile up at the imaginary Danny and pictured the desperately adoring look he had given Betty shining down on her.

"You sure learned quickly, Mary-Ann," the fantasy Danny told her. "You're way better than Betty!"

When she got out of the closet she noticed her teeth had scraped grooves into the shaft of the banana. That was not good. She didn't want to hurt him. She imagined a boy was pretty sensitive down there. She made a mental note to be careful of her teeth when she gave blowjobs, then she sat down on her bed and ate the banana.

When she was done she changed her panties. They were soaked right through. It was crazy how wet she'd gotten. That had never happened before, but she imagined it had a lot to do with her sexual excitement and the tingling feeling she'd had down there all afternoon. She licked her fingers and tickled her nipples beneath her shirt as well. Her budding little boobies were tingling a little too, and she thought it might be nice to have a boy suck on them. Perhaps that was the nice feeling that Danny felt when he was getting a blowjob. No way. It had to be way better than that. He'd been freaking out!

Her mother had talked to her about sex briefly when she'd gotten her first period, but she'd only told her about the monthly cycle and how it meant she could get pregnant now if she messed around with boys. Mary-Ann asked how that was possible but her mother only told her to make sure that nothing but a napkin got in their for the next six years or so. She left with more questions than answers after that, but had no way of figuring out what it all meant. Her mom was old fashioned and hadn't spoken of it again.

The day dragged on slowly, and Mary-Ann was very tense. She found herself snapping at Jake and Tommy more than usual and her mother got on her case about it more than a few times. Finally her older brother Randy gave her playful punch on the arm outside on the porch swing and asked her what the problem was.

"These jerks are just so immature!" she said. "I wish they would grow up!"

"You're asking too much, I think," Randy said. His smile was charming and she felt a little better. "You're really worried about Danny, aren't you?"

"No!" Mary-Ann said, but blushed hotly, betraying her lie.

"Well don't worry about it, sis. We found this cool old shack in the woods. We're gonna turn it into a clubhouse. A place to hang out and duck out of chores, you know. That'll keep these jerks out of your hair for a while."

"Thanks!" Mary-Ann said, and stomped away.

"Great news, Mary-Ann," her mom said, stopping her in the living room. "Your cousin Crystal is coming over to stay with us for a couple weeks."

"Nice," she said. Crystal was fun to hang out with. "When's she coming?"

"Next week, when summer break starts. We'll have to get your room ready."

"Sure thing," Mary-Ann said, and then disappeared again into her bedroom.

Of course she was as restless as a cat in heat wanting to get another banana in her mouth, and she almost screamed with joy when her mom popped her head in and told her she and dad would be heading in to town to do some shopping. No sooner were they gone than Mary-Ann was on her knees in the closet again giving her imaginary boyfriend another deliciously wet blowjob with her hot and eager little mouth.

Don't stop. Don't talk. Just keep going until he comes, and swallow everything he gives you, she told herself. Her heart was beating like a jackhammer and she almost passed out when Jake threw the closet door open and caught her shamelessly pumping a banana in and out of her mouth.

"What the fuck!" Jake said with a wide grin.

Mary-Ann panicked. She hadn't even heard him approach. She'd thought they were out in the woods. Now there she was on her knees with a banana in her mouth without the slightest inkling of an excuse prepared.

"Get the fuck out of here!" she said.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm trying to eat a banana. It's the only place I can get some privacy from you jerks!"

"Right," Jake said slowly. It was a reasonable excuse, but she didn't think he was buying it.

"Get out!" she said again, louder and angrier this time.

"Whatever!" Jake said, but there was a strange grin on his face that suggested he wasn't really as annoyed with her as his tone of voice suggested.

"Godammit!" Mary-Ann said. She was embarrassed, but she was more annoyed that her fantasy had been derailed, just when Danny was about to come.

Nothing more was said about it, except for Jake offering her another banana at the breakfast table the next morning. Tommy sniggered. Obviously Jake had blabbed, the bastard. Did they know what she was really doing though? Mary-Ann didn't think so. Randy maybe, but not them. They were just a couple of dorky kids in teenaged bodies. Mom's sheltering had been universal.

She finished breakfast, got herself dressed and ducked out to head back to the Johnson place.

She got there and found it deserted once again. She found Danny alone in the barn, bathing Flick and this time she only spent a half a minute eyeing him up before she walked right up and said hi. He was naked from the waist up and had only a loose-fitting pair of shorts underneath. His body was all wet from the water he was using to brush Flick down. Mary-Ann sighed heavily at the sight of him, already shaking with excitement.

"Didn't think you could stay away for long," he said.

Mary-Ann did not reply. She just grabbed a sponge and joined in the grooming. They worked in silence for a few minutes before Danny spoke.

"So, you never told me what you thought of what you saw yesterday."

"I don't know. It was weird."

"You ever see that before?"

"No."

"Didn't think so."

Mary-Ann was getting a little wet herself now. Her T-shirt was clinging to her small bra-less breasts and her hair was clinging to her cheeks. She tied her shirt up in a knot above her navel and rolled up the cuffs of her thigh-length shorts as well. Then she pulled her brush from the water bucket and went back to work.

"You do that a lot with girls?" she said.

"Not as much as I want to. Maybe once a month, if I'm lucky."

"That much!?"

"That much? That's nothing. I do that every hour if I could!"

"Maybe you should get a girlfriend."

"I'm not really into any of the chicks around here. They're all too uptight. I'd never get anything out of them, and I'd be stuck with only one girl. Why bother?"

Mary-Ann shuddered again. You'd get all you ever wanted out of me, she thought.

"Still," Danny continued. "If I could find a girl who just loves doing that thing, I'd be loving life."

"You sure looked like you were enjoying it."

"You noticed?" Danny said. His sarcastic smirk made her blush.

"Well it was pretty obvious."

"Yeah, getting head is awesome. It feels like your whole world is all of the sudden wrapped up in one beautiful place, a warm slippery place inside a girl's mouth and you just want to die and be in heaven like that forever."

There was an uncomfortable silence, while they reflected on that.

"Is it hard to do?" Mary-Ann asked. "Giving head?"

"Did it look hard?"

"It looked like she was making it harder than it really was. She was freaking out over it or something. That must have been annoying."

"You can say that again," Danny said, looking at her with a new interest that made her feel ten years older all of the sudden.

Then they were silent again. Danny came around to the other side of Flick and was rubbing down the other side of her, getting to parts that Mary-Ann missed in her distraction. He turned sideways to reach Flick's neck and she felt his penis poke into the side her bum. She looked down and saw a veritable tent standing tall in the front of his sopping wet shorts. She could almost see it through the fabric, like it was naked right beside her. More importantly though, her shorts were wet too, and they were white! He could see through hers. She wasn't wearing panties either. She'd meant to be bold, skipping underwear that morning, but she was regretting it a little now. She'd wanted to be bold, but not naked! Danny struggled in pretending not to notice though, as he finished up Flick's bath, but she could see him stealing glances down at her wet and naked-looking body. She had her arms crossed modestly across her breasts but that didn't help much. Her dark red nipples were still visible beneath the pink fabric of her shirt.

No wonder he has an erection, Mary-Ann mused with freshly panicked excitement.

"Come on, help me with the door," he said.

He actually took her hand, and this made her weak in the knees all over again. They walked together to the barn door, pushed them open, and let Flick out into the corral. They stood watching her for a moment as she strolled around in the late-morning air to dry off in the cool breeze. Suddenly Mary-Ann felt another poke in her bottom again, this time more deliberate. She turned her butt to one side and felt it rub against her.

"Oops," he said. "Sorry." But he was not really sorry. She could hear his breathing behind her. He sounded like he was out of breath, trembling and panting a little. Then he let out a sigh and his breath touched her neck, sending shivers down her body.

"Are we gonna do Benny now?" Mary-Ann said.

"Maybe we should do each other first," he answered.

Mary-Ann flushed hot again, and her knees trembled beneath her, almost giving out. Her stomach flipped over a dozen times and she turned away quickly to hide her face from him. She wanted nothing more than to do exactly that, but she was scared out of her mind.

"I'm just kidding," he said. "Unless you want to."

"I don't really know what to do," she said. Her voice was shaking beyond control, and she knew she looked like an idiot - a dumb little girl who was lucky to even be alone with him.

"Well you can start by kissing me," Danny said.

That she could do. In fact once she thought about it, she wanted nothing more than to finally kiss him as she had dreamed about for so long. It would definitely take the tension off. She would kiss him and let it go from there. She would let him do anything he wanted with her and she would do anything he asked.

She just stood there though, like a frightened little girl, unable to move, until he took her by the shoulders and turned her around to face him.

"So, kiss me," he said. "Please?"

It was the please that got to her. It was her that should have been begging him. She snapped out of her daze and lunged forward into his kiss. Their lips met like fire and dynamite and explosions went off inside her. She could taste him, she could smell him, she could feel him all at once. His arms went around her and she reached up to put her forearms around his neck, not for romantic effect, but because she felt like she was going to fall down if she didn't hang on to something. Suddenly his tongue slipped into her mouth and she almost did fall down. Her knees gave out once and for all but he caught her, pressing their bodies together tightly to keep her on her feet. This was her every dream come true, and it got even better when he lifted her off her feet, still kissing her, and carried her to a haystack in the barn. She was lost in the security of his strong masculine arms, feeling simultaneously like a tiny helpless child, and a real woman. Her emotions tumbled inside her as well, like whirlwinds and avalanches until she was finally set down on the earth again.

He sat her down on a hay bale, on a horse blanket, and continued the kiss, but now his hands were on her breasts. She did not resist at all. In fact she found herself resisting the urge to tear her shirt right off so he could enjoy her fully. He began massaging her breasts and it really did feel as intense as she'd thought it would. How much better would his mouth feel? It felt wonderful just kissing him. She never wanted that to stop as long as she lived, how much more incredible would she feel if he kissed her naked body?

Sure enough he tugged her top up and planted a cool wet kiss on her breast. She closed her eyes and tried to stop herself from shaking like a leaf. She wanted to be confident and self-assured for him. She didn't want to be a silly little kid, shaking like a little baby. Suddenly his mouth sucked her nipple into a warm, wet swirl of tingly pleasure. She felt it all over her body, just the way he'd described how a blowjob felt.

"Ah! Ah!" she said. Then he suckled on her other nipple. There were more tingles, more head-spinning delirium, feeling terrified and out of control but ecstatic at the same time. She pulled his face up to kiss him again. She had to. She needed to. It was a crazy sexy feeling, but she needed to kiss him and just grabbed him and took it. The gesture had boldness and self-assurance in it that made him release a moan into the kiss, and when her fingers tickled along the back of his neck he shuddered just the way she had.

I think it's time to be really bold, Mary-Ann, she thought. It's time to suck his cock for real.

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