First time sucking cock?
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KaitlynW1993
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I agree. But I was young and stupid
UtilityCurve
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Paula, it's wonderful to hear a good memory of a girl of her first blowjob. I have been fortunate to have "been there" for one and the fact that she was happy to repeat thereafter was really, really nice.
I get RP'ing all kinds of stuff, but brass tacks, it's all about fun, pleasure and laughter when things go away.
UtilityCurve
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Friend, sister/brother(!), cousin, adults/strangers being spied upon?
Kinda bothers me that girls are so scared by the thought of the act. And full penetration. I'm a guy; there's nothing on our side like that (except not getting hard, which is rarely a problem for the under-50 set). I wish it were not so: It's a big enough step not to be further encumbered with apprehension. I dove down into her pussy without a care in the world except to make her feel wonderful. Make privilege? What do you think?
UtilityCurve
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Yay! That is EXACTLY how it ought to be: A good intense for her.
Of course, the mechanics are important, pleasurable and all. But some level of attraction, of finding a desire for this particular woman/girl or her as an exemplar of the female, is almost always a prerequisite to ejaculation. It should always be taken as a compliment AND an endorsement of her skill/technique/enthusiasm.
As to girls/women who struggle with spit/swallow (feeling that they "ought" to swallow), if you are interested in a nuanced, thoughtful explanation of what us going through a male mind at thr momrnt of decision, PM. I have no desire to pontificate, burden the thread with my philosophy OR invite criticism.
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classmates in the lawn common to boys/girls-late evening. almost deserted except for some in need.
Bossybats
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So in college a buddy nagged me till I agreed to Suck him, if course I added he had to suck me. So over that summer we took turns sucking each other, but neither of us finished the other off. Even tried anal, but didn’t know what we were doing and couldn’t relax so it hurt and we didn’t try again.
So come the fall, we are visiting my family and we are both in the back of my old school family van. It’s a pitch black storming night, rain is pelting the roof of the van. My mom is driving us back to my place from somewhere.
He takes my hand and puts it on his lap, I feel his semi hard on thru his pants. I don’t protest or pull away. He then opens his pants and pulls out his cock and puts my hand on it, my fingers wrap around out of habit.
He reached up and put his hand on the back of my head and I let him guide me down to his cock. I held it so the head slipped between my lips. I started to suck and lick, sliding a little more in.
For the first time he kept his hand on my head, and he gently pushed down so I took more to suck. He would push and relax setting up a tempo for my bobbing on his dick, every fourth stroke or so pushing a little harder till he was hitting my throat and I knew I was sucking more then ever before. I gagged a few times as he started thrusting while pushing down.
He put his other hand on my head and held me in place as he started to fuck my mouth, he may have even grunted a few times I don’t remember, I know I gagged several times as both his hands were holding me tight.
All of a sudden there is a hot, salty, slimey fluid shooting into my mouth and throat. I move my tongue to block the rest of the shots.
When he was done he let go of my head and I sat up...
So come the fall, we are visiting my family and we are both in the back of my old school family van. It’s a pitch black storming night, rain is pelting the roof of the van. My mom is driving us back to my place from somewhere.
He takes my hand and puts it on his lap, I feel his semi hard on thru his pants. I don’t protest or pull away. He then opens his pants and pulls out his cock and puts my hand on it, my fingers wrap around out of habit.
He reached up and put his hand on the back of my head and I let him guide me down to his cock. I held it so the head slipped between my lips. I started to suck and lick, sliding a little more in.
For the first time he kept his hand on my head, and he gently pushed down so I took more to suck. He would push and relax setting up a tempo for my bobbing on his dick, every fourth stroke or so pushing a little harder till he was hitting my throat and I knew I was sucking more then ever before. I gagged a few times as he started thrusting while pushing down.
He put his other hand on my head and held me in place as he started to fuck my mouth, he may have even grunted a few times I don’t remember, I know I gagged several times as both his hands were holding me tight.
All of a sudden there is a hot, salty, slimey fluid shooting into my mouth and throat. I move my tongue to block the rest of the shots.
When he was done he let go of my head and I sat up...
I've only recently sucked my first cock and thoroughly enjoyed the experience, so much so that I've sucked a couple others since. I find it interesting that I've never entertained the idea of sucking cock before but as I get older (I mean "senior" older) I've become much more open to experimenting with M2M sexual encounters and found them all to be most enjoyable...especially enjoy being fucked in my ass and have done it a couple times...I even now have another senior FWB from my gym who loves to top me (I find I only want to bottom too) and I like how he is just the right size (in fact, he could be a bit bigger and I would enjoy it even more 
) ...
) ...I've only sucked cock a couple of times and not had anyone cum in my mouth yet but like you, I'm keen to have some cum in my mouth and I'd love to be able to deep throat and feel him cum down my throat as opposed to just in my mouth...and also like you, it really turns me on too
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Hot!!!
MakenUhappy
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I know ex-wife made me suck my first cock. We would role-play about it in our normal sex life. She would use her vibrator, then stick it in her when she came then hold it straight up from her pelvis and make me suck it. She would tell me that she loved seeing me suck on it. For a while after that, I thought she was having an affair. She would get text messages in the middle of the night and respond. I always wondered who it was. She was talking to but then one night out of the blue. She informed me that I was going to be sucking someone’s cock after dinner. She had set it up. What I didn’t know at the time is that she had put an ad on craigslist, looking for married men on the larger side needing their cock sucked. She answered all the ads and settled on what turned out to be a college kid with a really fat dick. After sitting on the back patio, he came around the side gate and came in. He stood in front of me and pulled his sweats down. His dick was sticking straight out , and look like it was straight out of a porno movie. She sat next to me with her glass of wine and told me to suck it. I slid off the chair onto my knees, grabbed his big cock and put it in my mouth. I started working it over nervously. He was talking to her like he knew her. She kept telling me to suck it and asking him how he liked it. In our 14 years of marriage, I had always wanted to come on my wife’s space, but she would not let me. After I got into a rhythm of sucking his cock and stroking the other half that could get in my mouth she told him to come on my face. I suddenly got nervous . He let his dick slip out of my mouth and grabbed it. I froze looking at the head of it. The next thing I know he moans and I feel the hot liquid splash across my face. I close my eyes and heard her tell me to open my mouth. I opened my mouth and felt squirt after squirt. She was telling me how sexy it looked, and I felt so naughty with another man’s cum all over my face kneeling in front of a younger guy. I had come dripping off my face like I was melting, and my dick was hard as a rock. He even asked if I wanted my cock sucked. I just stood up and pulled my pants down. I gave him the same treatment he gave me, while tasting his load still on my mouth.
storypost603
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that is so fucking HOT!!!!!!
brett19m
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I was trying to get my fire going in the family room fireplace and I was blowing on the coals left from the night before. Once I got it to flame up, my wife commented "you are a good blower". I thought, I am pretty good, if only she knew? Maybe she has some suspicion!
Topher1972
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It was in 2010. It wasn’t the best experience as he turned out to be too wired but I was grateful for the experience nonetheless
Very hot, and this is how I imagined my first time, though it didn't work out that way.
Was this a one-off? Or did you subsequently become a serious cocksucker?
I experienced my first cock on Oct. 18, 2019.
I don't typically recall dates with such precision. But it happened while attending a convention in Denver, which I can still reference from my calendar.
This was not a spontaneous event. Before finalizing my travel plans, I remembered a reference on Lit to a gay bathhouse not too far from my hotel and the convention center. I had already developed a desire for cock, but I could never bring myself to follow through with my fantasies. Just too many fears. Denver, however, might be my chance. It was 1,300 miles from home, and the odds of being discovered were impossibly small.
Impossibly small, yet frightening in the extreme.
Throughout the convention, I was obsessed with the idea of experiencing a man. Back and forth, I would decide to take the chance, only to scare myself off. This went on for days, even when the convention closed down. I was still debating that Friday night as I ate dinner alone. It wasn't until I walked out of the restaurant that I gathered my courage and called a Lyft.
Thirty minutes later, I walked up to the bathhouse steps, paid the admission and went inside. I was both thrilled and terrified. I found my room, got undressed and wondered whether I could take the next step.
Enough with the doubt, I told myself. I wrapped my towel around my waist, stepped into the hallway and began exploring. Finally, I found myself in the basement and crawled up onto a bunk that was built into the wall, waiting to see what would happen next.
I sat there, I don't know how long, until an Asian man walked up to my bunk and joined me without saying a word. He was short and fat, not exactly the man of my dreams. But as we sat quietly beside each other, I decided my moment had arrived. I spread my legs a bit, wondering whether my invitation was clear enough. My new friend rewarded me by reaching over and pushing my towel aside. He stroked my penis. I replied by reaching under his towel and touching another man's cock for the first time.
I loved touching a man, and I loved being touched. Finally, I heard a quiet question from my man: Top of bottom?
I paused, then replied: Bottom.
Once more gathering my courage, I slid off the bunk, knelt down, spread my man's legs and gazed at my first cock. Cut and five inches long, at most, topped by a big mushroom that was way out of proportion to the shaft. I opened my lips and leaned forward, taking my lover into my mouth. I was filled with desire as I bobbed back and forth. I loved the salty taste of my man.
Never again would I consider myself straight.
I don't typically recall dates with such precision. But it happened while attending a convention in Denver, which I can still reference from my calendar.
This was not a spontaneous event. Before finalizing my travel plans, I remembered a reference on Lit to a gay bathhouse not too far from my hotel and the convention center. I had already developed a desire for cock, but I could never bring myself to follow through with my fantasies. Just too many fears. Denver, however, might be my chance. It was 1,300 miles from home, and the odds of being discovered were impossibly small.
Impossibly small, yet frightening in the extreme.
Throughout the convention, I was obsessed with the idea of experiencing a man. Back and forth, I would decide to take the chance, only to scare myself off. This went on for days, even when the convention closed down. I was still debating that Friday night as I ate dinner alone. It wasn't until I walked out of the restaurant that I gathered my courage and called a Lyft.
Thirty minutes later, I walked up to the bathhouse steps, paid the admission and went inside. I was both thrilled and terrified. I found my room, got undressed and wondered whether I could take the next step.
Enough with the doubt, I told myself. I wrapped my towel around my waist, stepped into the hallway and began exploring. Finally, I found myself in the basement and crawled up onto a bunk that was built into the wall, waiting to see what would happen next.
I sat there, I don't know how long, until an Asian man walked up to my bunk and joined me without saying a word. He was short and fat, not exactly the man of my dreams. But as we sat quietly beside each other, I decided my moment had arrived. I spread my legs a bit, wondering whether my invitation was clear enough. My new friend rewarded me by reaching over and pushing my towel aside. He stroked my penis. I replied by reaching under his towel and touching another man's cock for the first time.
I loved touching a man, and I loved being touched. Finally, I heard a quiet question from my man: Top of bottom?
I paused, then replied: Bottom.
Once more gathering my courage, I slid off the bunk, knelt down, spread my man's legs and gazed at my first cock. Cut and five inches long, at most, topped by a big mushroom that was way out of proportion to the shaft. I opened my lips and leaned forward, taking my lover into my mouth. I was filled with desire as I bobbed back and forth. I loved the salty taste of my man.
Never again would I consider myself straight.
