Within 48 hours of seeing Dylan, I was off to visit Mitchell. Given I had knocked the first one out of the way, I was geared up to give my second blowjob. I felt slutty given it was only 48 hours before hand where I had sucked off another guy, but it made it all the more exciting. You see Dylan and Mitchell already had a previous history with each other. Dylan was seeing a girl called Andrea who ended up cheating on him and eventually leaving him for Mitchell, so they already had quite a bit of rivalry. Again, this excited me. I felt so naughty being such a wanted female between men who had already fought over a girl previously, especially as one was in a relationship. It was the greatest quadrangle I could have created.
I arrived at Mitchell's and we picked up straight where we left off. I sat in what now was my favourite position of swinging one long leg over his waist and straddling him front on. It gave me the power and the prowess I needed to feed my fast growing ego. It also, it seemed, accelerated his! We kissed deeply as I tugged on his hair a little and moaned. He wasn't as good a kisser as Dylan, it was a kiss that could only be described as generic, repetitive and mechanical. I revved myself up for what I was about to do. I began to tug on his pants and slide down his body, my knees sliding off the couch onto the floor.
"Are you sure?" He said, unaware I had given out my oral virginity two days beforehand.
"Yes, I want you to be my first for this." A clear, blatant lie.
I was eye level with his fly button. As I undid it and the zipper, I could smell the aroma that was wang. It seemed stronger than Dylan's. I peeled down his briefs and my mouth dropped open - not to accept cock, but in horror. His semi erection unraveled from itself, like an uncoiling slug after it has been kicked. Gluggy strings of precum strung across his dick like a thick spiderweb and the smell was overpowering. I would've heaved if I wasn't too fixated on staring. He clearly was not a hygienic man as there seemed to be clumps of what could only described as smeared cheddar cheese (though I imagine, far less tasty) up his shaft. Given my naivety, I thought this, horrible as it was, was possibly normal. I shut my eyes tightly and shoved it in my mouth with the same expression on my face as skulling a shot of cheap vodka. It lasted probably no more than 15 seconds before I could not take it anymore and said something about me being scared so we returned to the kissing. I have no idea how he couldn't taste himself on my tongue.
When I got home I washed my mouth out about four times, and the washing of the hands resumed, scrubbing the potent cock smell off them.
It was something I knew I'd never forget and to do this day is probably one of my most told stories.
-Endrin-
Thursday, 28 February 2008
Sunday, 17 February 2008
My First Blowjob
While I waited for Dylan to arrive at my apartment, I browsed the dvd collection. I was hoping watching a dvd would distract him from this silly infatuation he seemed to have spawned. Ordinarily I wouldn't have minded, but he had a girlfriend and I didn't want to get involved in a messy affair. I was a good girl after all. I selected my comedy flavour of the month, Detroit Rock City. How could I go wrong?
Dylan finally arrived and I offered him a drink and put on the film. I sat next to him but made sure no part of my skin was touching his, I was nervous. Throughout many times of watching the movie I noticed him glancing at me in my peripheral vision yet again. I was annoyed, intrigued, petrified and excited all at the same time. A few times I very quickly met his glance but returned my eyes to the screen. I had no idea what to do. Again I met his glance. As our eyes locked together I knew I couldn't look away this time. He leaned into kiss me and I screamed inside. My third kiss. It wasn't too bad, though he got rougher as the passion deepened. My neck started to strain so I straddled him, which retrospectively probably gave him the wrong impression. His teeth occassionally clashed with mine as his hand began to run over my body. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but it felt too late to stop. His fingers danced up my skirt and stroked my clit through my gstring. I was sitting up on my knees so the angle felt amazing. Given I had experienced manual sex with my two previous partners, I felt fairly comfortable with what he was doing. What he did next was quite suprising. He began to undo his pants and I felt thrown to the very edge of my comfort zone, dancing on it's edge. He picked up my hand and gently placed it on his cock. I gathered up my courage to look down and actually had to force back a giggle. It wasn't obscenely small, but comparatively speaking, it made Edan look like a caricature. It most definately demonstrated the "all penises come in all shapes and sizes" phrase. Looking away so I wouldn't laugh, I softly started to pull up and down his shaft. The short pulls I had to take felt so very different than the feel of Edan's 17cm cock. I held my eyes with his. If there was one thing I did know, it was that eye contact was very sexy and displayed confidence. I was absolutely terrified but I wanted him to think I was in control. He placed his hands on my shoulders, and started to push. I was now completely out of my comfort zone. This to me was skipping so many chapters, I hadn't even thought about oral sex - it was something I had planned to wait a few weeks for, until I was comfortable. I submited, and let him push, though I still wish I didn't. I was now eye level with this petruding hideous apendage which was about to be thrust into my mouth. I felt that it was too late to stop. I liked the guy, but did not think he was going to be this forceful. I believed a girls hand (or any body part for that matter) should never be moved onto a body part and that she will get there when she is ready. However my beliefs succumbed to my fear as I licked the head of his cock. Though it wasn't overpowering, there was a distinct cock taste and smell. I rolled my tongue around the head and pushed my lips down his shaft. I heard a moan and was quite pleased with myself. I thanked my stars that I had been researching sexology since Edan as I wanted to be good at everything. The learning was paying off.
After a while we realised the time and stopped. I was quietly glad for it, as I felt quite uncomfortable still. I should have stopped but it was all over and done with now, my first blowjob.
As soon as he left, I immediately brushed my teeth and scrubbed my hands. I kept smelling them, the cock smell wouldn't come off. After about four handwashes they were eventually clean. This wasn't too be the only time I had scrubbed the scent off my hands which I began to take as a sign that I wasn't comfortable with what had gone on.
I definately had a lot to think about now that I had not only given my first blowjob way prematurely, but I was now officially the other woman. Not to mention I was still curious about Mitchell's affections. It was definately something neither of them should ever know about.
-Endrin-
Dylan finally arrived and I offered him a drink and put on the film. I sat next to him but made sure no part of my skin was touching his, I was nervous. Throughout many times of watching the movie I noticed him glancing at me in my peripheral vision yet again. I was annoyed, intrigued, petrified and excited all at the same time. A few times I very quickly met his glance but returned my eyes to the screen. I had no idea what to do. Again I met his glance. As our eyes locked together I knew I couldn't look away this time. He leaned into kiss me and I screamed inside. My third kiss. It wasn't too bad, though he got rougher as the passion deepened. My neck started to strain so I straddled him, which retrospectively probably gave him the wrong impression. His teeth occassionally clashed with mine as his hand began to run over my body. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but it felt too late to stop. His fingers danced up my skirt and stroked my clit through my gstring. I was sitting up on my knees so the angle felt amazing. Given I had experienced manual sex with my two previous partners, I felt fairly comfortable with what he was doing. What he did next was quite suprising. He began to undo his pants and I felt thrown to the very edge of my comfort zone, dancing on it's edge. He picked up my hand and gently placed it on his cock. I gathered up my courage to look down and actually had to force back a giggle. It wasn't obscenely small, but comparatively speaking, it made Edan look like a caricature. It most definately demonstrated the "all penises come in all shapes and sizes" phrase. Looking away so I wouldn't laugh, I softly started to pull up and down his shaft. The short pulls I had to take felt so very different than the feel of Edan's 17cm cock. I held my eyes with his. If there was one thing I did know, it was that eye contact was very sexy and displayed confidence. I was absolutely terrified but I wanted him to think I was in control. He placed his hands on my shoulders, and started to push. I was now completely out of my comfort zone. This to me was skipping so many chapters, I hadn't even thought about oral sex - it was something I had planned to wait a few weeks for, until I was comfortable. I submited, and let him push, though I still wish I didn't. I was now eye level with this petruding hideous apendage which was about to be thrust into my mouth. I felt that it was too late to stop. I liked the guy, but did not think he was going to be this forceful. I believed a girls hand (or any body part for that matter) should never be moved onto a body part and that she will get there when she is ready. However my beliefs succumbed to my fear as I licked the head of his cock. Though it wasn't overpowering, there was a distinct cock taste and smell. I rolled my tongue around the head and pushed my lips down his shaft. I heard a moan and was quite pleased with myself. I thanked my stars that I had been researching sexology since Edan as I wanted to be good at everything. The learning was paying off.
After a while we realised the time and stopped. I was quietly glad for it, as I felt quite uncomfortable still. I should have stopped but it was all over and done with now, my first blowjob.
As soon as he left, I immediately brushed my teeth and scrubbed my hands. I kept smelling them, the cock smell wouldn't come off. After about four handwashes they were eventually clean. This wasn't too be the only time I had scrubbed the scent off my hands which I began to take as a sign that I wasn't comfortable with what had gone on.
I definately had a lot to think about now that I had not only given my first blowjob way prematurely, but I was now officially the other woman. Not to mention I was still curious about Mitchell's affections. It was definately something neither of them should ever know about.
-Endrin-
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