It seemed innocent enough. I was just going to stop by the local card store and buy a holiday card. When I got there the choices of cards were overwhelming; they had every category you could imagine. They had everything, from LED lit-up trees to pop-out reindeer antlers. I just stood there staring at them all, each section individualized by section markers. As I looked down the aisle I came across one marker named “snowballs”. When I saw it I chuckled to myself. 

Apparently, I had laughed out loud without realizing it. 

“Can I help you?” asked a sales girl next to me. I hadn’t realized she was there and was startled at first, but after looking at her I was almost speechless. She was maybe twenty-six, a petite brunette, and stunning. I stammered for words while my mind spun. Sure, she could help me, but in ways she could never imagine (I thought to myself).

“I’m just looking for a card for a friend and found the ‘Snowballs’ section of cards somewhat amusing,” I replied to her. 

“Why?” she asked with a certain curiosity and mysterious look. 

“It’s nothing really,” I said and laughed while trying to brush it off. 

“Oh, okay,” she responded, “but I’d like to be in on what’s so amusing about snowballs!”

Were my ears deceiving me or was she hitting on me? I was dumbfounded, to say the least.

“I’ll explain it, but not here in the store,” I said in a somewhat stupor. “Would you like me to fill you in after you get off work?” I asked, never thinking she’d accept my invitation.

“I’d love that,” she replied.

Wow! Was I dreaming? What just happened? I never had luck like this!

After she told me she got off work at seven, I agreed to pick her up since she didn’t have a car and would need a ride. I left the store on cloud nine and went back to my car. Since I had two hours to kill I went home and made myself a drink. As I looked around I noticed my place was a mess and cleaned it up as best I could in hopes that we may end up there. Time flew by quickly and I had to head back to the store to pick her up.

Shortly after seven, she emerged from the store and I got out of my car to greet her. I escorted her to my car and opened the door for her. As she got in I marveled at her stocking-clad legs when she sat down. She was wearing a nice skirt that rode up a little as she got in.

 “Would you like to go out for drinks and dinner?” I asked after I settled in behind the wheel.

“I’m tired and sick of dealing with people after a long day of retail sales,” she said exhaustedly. I wasn’t sure what to propose at that point.

“Could we just go back to your place and relax?” she asked shyly. I was once again dumbfounded by her suggestion.

“No problem at all,” I managed to say. I was now glad I had cleaned my place up.

We got there and I brought her inside and showed her around before offering her a drink, maybe some wine if she wanted. 

“Do you have anything stronger?” she asked.

“I have vodka or Irish whiskey but that’s about it,” I said hoping to not disappoint her.

“Whiskey would be great!”

 She was already a woman after my heart with her exuberant response. I poured us both a couple of straight whiskeys and headed back to the couch where she was waiting. We toasted and threw back our drinks. Fortunately, I had brought the bottle with me and refilled both our glasses. 

As we drank through small talk we got to know each other a little bit better and I found out her name was Kelly. The whiskey seemed to loosen us up some and we were both enjoying a nice buzz and a warm glow. The attraction between us became obvious and our laughs and friendly touches turned into small kisses. The kisses then turned more passionate with our mouths together and tongues swirling around one another. We were very engaged with each other and enjoyed ourselves.

As we were mauling each other she suddenly stopped and sat straight up looking at me. 

“Wait for a second,” she said with a glint in her eye, “the whole reason we were to meet up was for you to tell me the inside joke about the snowball section in the store.” I was once again speechless forgetting all about the previous brief conversation earlier that day.

“Well, it’s just one of those perverted guy jokes,” I tried to explain.

“Oh, c’mon don’t give me that,” she said pressing on. Now I knew I was cornered. “It’s time to come clean!” she said sternly yet provocatively. There was no way I could lie as worked up as I was while sitting next to her.

“It’s like this,” I explained, “when I saw the snowball section I laughed because in my dirty mind I thought of snowballing.”

“Huh?” she said and asked, “what do you mean snowballing?”

I then proceeded to tell her that it was when a man comes inside a woman’s mouth she holds it there and then kisses the man and pushes his cum into his mouth.

“Oh,” she said while thoughtfully looking down, “sounds interesting. Thank you for telling me.”

After finishing our drinks we began where we had left off mauling and groping each other. She slowly started to ease her way down between my legs and once down on her knees she reached up to the top of my jeans. Looking up at me seductively with her big brown eyes she unbuttoned, unzipped, and then began to slowly pull my jeans down. 

When my cock was finally released she took it in her hands and told me it was spectacular. Though I’m somewhat above average I had never heard it called spectacular before and I became embarrassed for some reason. But then she began to stroke my full length with both hands in her firm grip. Then while looking me in the eyes she lowered her mouth onto the head of my cock.

She stroked me faster with her hands all the while keeping her mouth on the head of my cock and looking straight up at me. Faster and faster her hands moved up and down my cock while being coated with the spit drooling out of her mouth on my cock head and shaft. She then started humming on me and groaning with desire.

What was happening I asked myself. I had never received a proper blow job before because I always got the excuse that their jaw hurt after a while. But Kelly knew what she was doing and she had a natural talent or a lot of expertise. Though I didn’t care because she was incredible, to say the least.

It didn’t take long for me to feel myself building up to my climax since I’d never had an experience like she was giving me. I felt my cock begin to throb and she did too, which made her double her efforts to make me cum. I moaned loudly and shot a huge load into her waiting mouth. It seemed as if I would never stop pumping load after load into her mouth, and she kept her mouth in place accepting it all.

When I was finally spent she crawled up next to me and gave me a loving look and a big smile. She then leaned over to me and planted her mouth on mine pushing my load into my mouth while moaning. I was surprised at first since this was new to her but her moaning into my mouth turned me on again. 

I swallowed most of my load and with what remained in my mouth we started making out again. We pushed my cum back and forth between our mouths with our intertwined tongues. When we had finally finished swallowing the last of my load I fell back and let out an exhausted sigh.

She got up and propped herself next to me and looked me straight in the eyes again.

“I knew what snowballing was all along and just wanted to try it,” she said with a smirk. “I look forward to our next adventure together.” 

I just grinned back at her and started to get hard again.