[F]irst ti[m]e posting; first time blowing

First ever post on here. I’ve always been into writing and wanted to try my hand at this to both work on my chops and it seems like a good way to release some…tension (not least because I’ve just come out of a serious relationship). I thought I might as well start from the start with my first real sexual experience and go from there. Feedback is much appreciated, especially as I’m conscious I may have over-written certain irrelevant details (for this forum anyway ;)). It was hot for me to recount it but maybe not for anyone else.

This first story takes place a few years ago, not too long after I’d turned eighteen. I’d always attracted quite a lot of attention at school because of my large chest. Of course, it may have been for other reasons but I think the cries of, ‘hey, big tits!’ etc. when I walked past groups of guys kind of gave their motives away. I never was, never have been and probably never will be particularly slim though. I’m generally a UK size 12 if that means anything to anyone. The only way to have big tits is to have a bit of junk in the trunk, or to get implants, so you have got to take the rough with the smooth, I guess.

I didn’t really do much with anyone until I was in the upper sixth year of high school – aged 18 and all. I’d kissed guys (with tongues even!) and had my tits fondled over clothes, for some reason guys always went for them, but I was quite shy and so had never really done much more.

The co-star of this story is a guy called Rob who was in my year at school. Like many late teenage men, he was fairly slim and kind of gangly but in a way that passed for ‘fit’ when you’re that age. He had a shock of stylised blondish hair, hard swept to his right in that short, gelled, sort of side shade style that was really popular a few years ago and you still see fairly often now. I thought he was hot. We were essentially friends although did not really spend that much time together, but we had chatted from time to time.

He had been seeing another girl in the year but they had split up a few weeks before this. So almost a lifetime when you’re at school. The word on the street was that they had had sex so he was at least more experienced than me. The other talk on the school gossip grape vine was that he fancied me. As I said, he was attractive so I was not opposed to the idea of going out with or hooking up with him. Especially as I was beginning to feel like all my peers were leaving me behind in terms of their sexual experience and that I had some catching up to do.

Only a few days after I’d first heard this, he suggested to me that I should come and watch him play in the next school football (soccer) game. In my experience, no one in the UK really cares about their school sports team so generally there is no one watching the games.

I managed to convince a couple of my friends to stay behind after school on the relevant day to watch it. It was football (still not soccer) so the game was fundamentally boring. I can’t remember any details about the match. Once it had finished, I had to wait around for him to shower and get changed. My friends waited with me, mainly to hang around to see what would happen.

We started walking home in a large group of guys and girls. He and I held back a bit, I could almost feel the tension in the air that something was going to happen. We chatted with what must have been incredibly lame small talk.

There was a wooded area just past the school on the route to where most of the students lived. It was known as the ‘wanking willows’. None of the trees were actually weeping willows but it was just a tree related sexualised alliteration someone must have come up with years ago and it just stuck. Notoriously, it was where guys would take their girlfriends after school to get wanked off, sucked off or even fuck as it was deep enough so you could find a spot that was not really visible from the path.

‘I think you’re really hot,’ he said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the willows. He carried on telling me he thought I was sexy or some other, slightly stumbling, young guy compliment. We walked into the woods for a bit then he stopped, turned to me and moved his head in towards mine. He started kissing me and I wilfully accepted his lips on mine, soon followed by his tongue in my mouth. It was not long before he moved his hands up to my breasts without breaking the rhythm of his kissing. He massaged them for a bit, one in each hand and it got me really excited.

‘These are amazing,’ he said. I did not really know how to respond so probably just blushed and we went back to kissing. This time he started unbuttoning my shirt. It was so exhilarating. Soon my shirt was open with my bra fully exposed. I can still remember which one I was wearing. It was a mainly white one with some black lace over it.

His hands moved back up to play with my still covered breasts. He decided to do something about this and pulled down the left cup of my bra and got my nipple out. This was the first time I had had a guy see or play with my naked tits and it was getting me so wet.

He moved his head down and started sucking on my still exposed nipple. He then moved his attention to the other one. After a short time he went back to kissing me on the lips and reached behind my shirt to try and undo my bra. He tried and failed. I eventually helped him out and unclasped my bra then lifted it up over my tits so they dropped down, free, finally out to the world. He, of course, went back to sucking and fondling them. God, it felt so good.

He grabbed my wrist and put my hand on his hard penis, still inside his trousers. ‘I want you to suck it,’ he said. At this point I was so horny I probably would have let him stick it in my arse if he’d asked. He undid his fly and pulled it out.

It was the first erect cock I’d seen and handled in real life. At the time it seemed pretty big but, in hindsight, he was probably a touch under average length, maybe 5 or 5.5 inches long, and about average girth (based on my later experiences). I was nervous and awkwardly began to stroke it, trying to ease the foreskin gently back and forth over the head. This obviously wasn’t doing much for him as he soon said again, ‘I want you to suck it.’ Encouraged by his hands and just a smidgeon of peer pressure, I squatted down so his juicy bell-end was in my face.

I took it between my lips and nearly exploded with excitement. I was much shier back then but if I’d had such a rush of emotion now I would have started fingering my pussy. It was sopping wet by this point.

I had always had a slight fear of the taste of dick but it was surprisingly ok. Not least because he had only just showered.

As I had never done it before, I just tried my best to suck him off. He didn’t last long. It must have been down to his youth and inexperience as my skills were nowhere near what they are today. I was basically just sloppily moving my mouth up and down his cock. His cum exploded into my mouth without much warning. The accompanying moans were incredibly satisfying to me. I loved feeling his cock pulsate on my tongue with each stream of ejected cum. I swallowed it because I didn’t really know what else to do! But it wasn’t that unpleasant.

I got up and he told me it was ‘amazing’. We didn’t kiss, which annoyed me at the time but I’ve forgiven him as he was pretty young and I’ve had plenty of post blowjob kisses since. My tits were still out so I hurriedly got dressed again and he walked me home. He must have thought the cum would be off my lips by this point as we did kiss goodbye.

Rob and I had a couple of other, fairly similar, encounters but he wasn’t the one to take my virginity. I’m willing to tell these and more stories if people are interested in hearing more?

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6lppah/first_time_posting_first_time_blowing