First Blowjob

This will be my last “first” post for a little while, though I do have another another five or six in mind. I am telling these stories for a reason, which will become known later this week. With that said though, this is the story of my first “to completion” blow job.

Not long after I broke up with the girl who gave me my first handjob, I began dating her best friend. There was no animosity between them at the time as the relationship between all of us was kind weird in itself. Truthfully, we were all just horny bastards at the time looking to just hookup. Hell, they were each others first kisses.

I suppose like most other teenage relationships, started by making out with over the clothes groping. I suppose fortunately, that stage did not last long and before I knew it, we were exploring each others naked bodies. When we were not hanging out inside and touching each other, we would be out somewhere barely able to keep our hands off of each other, waiting until we could go somewhere to be alone.

Our relationship progressed quickly from touching with hands to exploring with mouths. Though I had gone down on her a few times, and we were routinely having sex, she was really afraid to give me a blow job and would constantly taunt me. For example, when we would be falling around, I would stand up to take my shirt or pants off, and she would lie there and open her mouth, teasing that she would give me a blow job. When I would start to go down there she would close it and giggle.

One day I got kind of fed up and said I didn’t mind if she did not want to do it yet, but I did not appreciate the taunting. She opened her mouth again, and I gave her a look like “you bitch, stop teasing” and she looked back with eyes saying “I am not fooling this time”. She was laying down, and I brought my cock to her open mouth and she started licking it. Leaning her head forward, she began to take some of it into her mouth. Not able to get too much due to the angle, I leaned forward so my cock was now pointing straight down over her face, pointing down. She lifted her head slightly and took the majority of my cock into her mouth (truth be told, I am above average in both length and girth, so in hindsight its was honestly pretty impressive [not that the ability to give a "deepthroat" blowjob is that important, there are other factors which are explained in the last paragraph)].

So, as my cock was in her mouth, she simply moved her head up and down, getting into the blowjob myself, I began to thrust a little bit, careful not to push too much as I did not want to hurt her. Surprisingly though, she had no problem with me doing this and before I knew it, she was taking my entire length through my thrusts. Being my first blowjob, I was very caught up in the act and was already ready to cum a few minutes in. Not knowing the etiquette I know now, I simply came in her mouth through a deep thrust. She had no problem with me doing that and simply swallowed. As I climbed off of her face and stood up, she smiled at me and said, “Happy now?”. I smiled back and said, “Quite.”

With nothing to compare it to at the time, I thought blowjobs could get no better, it was the pinnacle of sexual pleasure. Through the years though, I have had many sexual encounters and partners, but one blowjob giver stands out above the rest because of my relationship with them (you know who you are =). For me, oral sex is really good when the giver commits to the act and is doing it solely for the pleasure of the other person. Of course technique does come into play, but when you have a closeness to someone and care about their happiness, the motions become natural. So, really it comes down to sharing a bond with your partner and the rest just falls into place by itself.