In 2003 I was freshly out of school, temporarily unemployed, in a depressing and unhealthy long-distance on-off relationship of the sort that young people who don't know what they want often find themselves in and, further, was newly and angrily "off". I went to a bar with some friends to blow off some steam and got a few drinks down the hatch in short order. There was a new girl working as a table waitress and, while nothing special to look at, she was curvy, showing a lot of strong-looking leg and had a cute smile. We flirted a bit every time I placed an order and I eventually asked what she... Continue»
A young man's (In retrospect, I was more boy than man) first sexual experience with a woman is a powerful, powerful thing. It completely changes your self-perception, it answers so many of the questions from your post-sexualization youth and changes you from an innocent hopeful into hunter that will never stop his pursuit. Here is a recount of my coming of age tale:
My first real girlfriend and I met because she was one of the trainers for the football team. Her daddy was extremely wealthy, her mother was bipolar and on lots of meds and, as a result, she was very screwed up. I was oblivious to all of that when I was 16; I just knew that she was tall, pretty and it made my neck flush when she rubbed Flexall on my hamstrings.
I took her to a movie on a double date with a friend and we ended up making out for an hour afterwards. Then we went to a formal and spent copious amounts of time on the phone after school talking about nothing. More dates, more making out and, eventually some heavy petting. I started to get frustrated at the lack of orgasms, but we were having fun.
Her parents were out of town one weekend and her grandmother was staying with her, presumably to ensure that I didn't knock her up. Grandma couldn't stay up past about 8:30, though. We went out to eat with some friends after a Friday football game and then went back to her house to watch a movie. Watching a movie turned into listening to a movie as it usually does with k**s. We kissed passionately and had our hands in one another's pants. I decided that I would try to go down on her, so I sat up, removed her belt and unbuttoned her jeans. As I lowered her zipper she grabbed my hands and stood up. She raised the zipper and re-buttoned her jeans. A wave of disappointment began to wash over me, but that quickly disappeared when she pushed me over onto my back and started taking my pants off. My heart raced; I couldn't believe this was actually happening. Precum oozed from my pounding erection and made a large wet spot on my briefs. I could see that she wanted to ask what that was but she ignored it and moved on. She pulled my briefs down to expose my cock, which sprang out almost comically. She took it in one hand and worked the shaft slowly, experimenting; wanting to learn how this thing works. She asked "Does that hurt?" and I assured her that it did not.
"Okay, I've never done this before so tell me I'm doing something wrong."
"Okay, I will"
She took the head into her mouth and sucked hard. It was vaguely uncomfortable, but I was so turned on and so overstimulated I didn't care. She started taking more and more of the shaft into her mouth and using her tongue to flick along the underside. It wasn't an expert blowjob by any stretch of the imagination and, in retrospect, she was following advice given to her by another 16 year old, but it was working extremely well for me.
Shortly thereafter she seemed to remember some other tip and grabbed the shaft with her left hand and started jerking me off while sucking the tip. I felt the orgasm starting to slowly grip me. It started in my toes and I seemed to be stuck on a plateau for a few agonizing seconds. I was so focused I couldn't warn her. The first shot must have been well aimed because I saw her eyebrows shoot up and her eyes squint in a gag. She pulled away and tried to swallow only to get the next shot up her nostril. She quickly put her mouth back over the tip of my cock and caught the rest in her mouth. I saw her swallow as the orgasm was winding down and she kept sucking a bit too long. She looked up at me, eyes watering from gagging with my cum smeared over her nose and lips, and said "do you want me to keep going?"
"No, babe. I'm done"
"Was that any good?"
"It was amazing."
"Your cum is salty. Is it always like that?"
"I don't really know..."
Anyway, that's my coming of age tale. I hooked up with her again after college. She said she never swallowed cum again after that.