VICTORY-FAP: My First BJ – Throatpie from my freshman year RA [MF]

**FIRST BLOWJOB – MY COLLEGE RA**

As I mentioned in my first post – I was a late bloomer. Virgin until 25. But first got my wangdoodle sucked up in my freshmen year of college – when I was 19.

Thanks to SUMMER – the twenty year old perfect 10 RA who lived in my dorm – a floor above.

I’m a white dude – mixed european mutt – Irish – Austrian – Czech etc. Got my man weight now – but at the time was a waifish art kid. Kind of a proto hipster mixed with blue collar work clothes.

Super extroverted and confident, but a bit of a boyish man. Partied hard, had plenty of women friends – but never knew how to act around girls romantically. Was more at home in the world of ideas, music, and art etc. Maybe it was just that I had yet to run into someone who that stuff TURNED ON.

Summer was a glorious bird. Thin neck. High cheek bones. Big eyes. A thin nose with a little crook from a childhood breaking that did this cute thing where the tip went down when she talked… A high bubbly voice and a mischivious smile.

Her body. Oh my friends – her body. She was 5’ 7” and probably 100-105 pounds max. Long legs. Perfect creamy skin. A thigh gap to write home about. Gorgeous blond curls. A total knockout. The type who enters a room and people notice – men and women.

She was sweet and fun – but had a healthy touch of crazy – which many RAs do – After all, who opts to live in a dorm AGAIN with a bunch of kids rather than with your friends in a fun off-campus house?

But you want a little dose of freak in them. And this turned out to be an essential part of our sexual chemistry because she was in a long-term long-distance relationship with some dude in college at Standford. That provided the sultry taboo that makes any release of sexual tension so incredibly satisfying and thrilling.

**COLLEGE ORIENTATION: INSTANT ATTRACTION FROM AFAR**

Before the naked adult fun. First comes the weeks long build up of sexual tension.

So it’s first week of college orientation.

I went to a liberal arts college on the east coast – so the atmosphere is very campy. Clapping. Smiles. Ice breaker sessions. Songs. All that bullshit.

Pretty fun vibe – but meanwhile everyone is creeping around sneaking beer into dorms – trying to finger bang people. Make out and enjoy their newfound freedom. This is when you could still smoke cigs inside and stuff. It was a blast.

That cheerful camp vibe is my fucking wheelhouse.

I had just finished the summer as a camp counselor – as a hiking guide. I was tan and in pretty awesome shape.

I’m prone to crushes and wasted the entire summer fixated on another counselor – A dark haired depressive. Gloria. A total fox. STUNNER. We were good friends, she was a few years older and dealing with personal issues. We’d spoon all night and I never knew what to do. In hindsight I could’ve just taken her – DOM style. But that’s another story

So I started college moving past a broken-hearted puppy love.

I’m stoked to be at school – tons of babes. And at our dorm the RAs start with all these icebreakers – which we partiers eventually skipped out on.

Summer is standing there with the other RAs – teaching the 200-300 some clueless 18 and 19 years olds some stupid cheers – like specific to our dorm – and she’s smiling radiantly – and I can’t take my eyes off her.

A total beauty filled with joy and enthusiasm – and she locks eyes with me. I’m not leering or anything – I’m doing my sunny camp optimism cheers and shit – but with that look I’m a little self conscious that she noticed ME out of everyone.

In her eyes, pure positive acceptance of my gaze. She knew I was checking her out. And she liked it. Of course I didn’t realize this till later.

Weeks later – as Summer and I sat in a crowded SUV on the way home from a night of dancing – a little saucy – kissing my neck she admitted

“The first time I saw you, I knew I was in trouble.”

But let’s not jump ahead.

**BUILD UP / JEALOUSY**

Speaking of crushes. I was crazy about a freshman girl on Summer’s floor. Karen. Yes Karen.

Karen was – sweet and boring. Pretty enough. Not great skin but with an incredibly toned soccer player bod – C-cup perky titties that, years later, I got to feel up on her wealthy parent’s basement couch. But again – that’s another story.

The point is I spent a ton of time up there on their floor – in the dorm. Flirting. Trying to woo her like a big baby mannish boy.

I would gush to Summer, her RA for “advice.” And if I’m being honest – in the hopes that she’d advocate on my behalf. Like tell Karen what a great guy I was. What a puss I was.

In hindsight – I couldn’t have had a BETTER strategy to bag Summer. It was a total accident. But pining like a melancholic love stuck fool about another girls – drove Summer nuts.

In the process Summer and I became friends.

We got along, I’d play the fool and crack her up. And over the course of that budding friendship Summer would talk a lot about her long-distance boyfriend. I’m respectful of that shit – and never considered her an option.

So fast forward. I get the balls to ask Karen out on a proper date.

I got all dressed up, walked upstairs and picked her up amidst a tittering hallway college girls in the dorm hallway. I remember Summer told us “don’t do anything I wouldn’t do” with a wink and her mischievous smile.

Little did I realize – those lips would be wrapped around my cock later that night.

We saw a show in Boston. A legendary jazz pianist. Mccoy Tyner. Coltrane’s collaborator. Genius.

The date sucked.

Karen was a noodle. Boring. Bored.

We drove all the way back – Yet I persisted – hugely nervous. We parked. On the walk back to the dorm I made my feelings clear. And Karen said some bullshit about needing sleep for soccer – and school and blah blah blah.

Bottom line – she wasn’t into me.

I was sad. But a HUGE weight was off my chest. I was free. I felt free. I spent all this time crushing on Karen – and

THAT.

DROVE.

SUMMER.

CRAZY.

**CONFIDE IN A FRIEND. FIRST KISS.**

She was the first person I called. Back when landlines were still a thing.

She knew about my feelings for Karen. I asked if she wanted to come down to talk. Who knows where the fuck my roommate was.

A QUIET tap tap on my dorm room door.

I did not see it coming. Truly. Not sure if she did either. If she did. It had to happen in secret. She was soon to be engaged. And if she got caught with an underclassmen in her dorm she’d be out of a job.

Another light knock. I open the door.

She was in tight fitting jeans and black flats with no socks. Skinny little princess feet. A white v-neck tshirt. No bra.

We talked and talked. About the shitty date. About how I feel in such a GOOD mood to know for sure a relationship with that wet noodle Karen wasn’t going to work out.

It was one of those slow slow burn nights that started with hand holding. Snuggling. Hearts racing at the wrongness.

Looking back I was probably in love. Giddy. Feeling so at home and having fun.

I was inexperienced, but not a total clam. I think even then she wanted to resist the urge.

It was probably 1am by the time we kissed. We made out for ages. I was 100% happy feeling up her perfect b-cup titties – both over and under the white tshirt. Could’ve spent a month with each tit. One then the other. They were awesome.

A little over a handful. PERFECT tiny pink nipples. Turned-up – Tapered out just so slightly. Like wonderful little sweet potatoes. And the way they sat on her slender frame. I’ve been rock hard for an hour at this point. But I just wasn’t in a hurry or a pushy person at this point.

She still little resistance – probably guilty that she’s cheating – but also I realize now she was waiting for me to man up and take her.

At some point it was time to go to bed. She snuck back to her dorm. I no doubt rubbed one out and went on with the week.

**A FUN NIGHT OUT.**

The next weekend a bunch of us went dancing. This chubby girl another RA stayed sober and drove us to a club in her Escalade..

I hung out with Summer the whole night.

She was an awesome dancer. Easily the hottest girl in the club and she wouldn’t leave my side. It was so god damned fun and was a huge turn on to know that any guy in there would’ve gouged out an eyeball to be in my position.

Made me feel like the fucking man.

After a night of grinding and stealing kisses – it was on. Both our dander was up. Magnetic.

We didn’t get too hammered or anything, but a few cocktails definitely brought up the level of horniness. After last call she whispers in my ear

“I can’t wait for you to take me home and fuck my brains out.”

**IT HAPPENS (first oral) + 69**

We get back to the dorm.

My roommate is sleeping and I tell him to fuck off. Like a good bro without a word he gets up and leaves. Ha. That’s friendship.

Summer was performative. By that I mean she did an incredible job of letting me know what she liked. What turned her on. Not all fake like a porn girl. Just erotic and fame and fun.

I wasn’t a novice. So I knew my way around a vagina. But keep in mind dear reader – I had NEVER been desired by a woman like this before. And she’s treating me like a king. It was a realm of human experience that was totally foreign to me.

Within minutes – she was down to just a red thong, coordinated like only a girl with formal dance training can be. Lingerie like this is put on for one reason – to get fucked.

To seduce my virgin freshman cock.

But little did she know – I’d be denying her that cock.

Yes I remained a virgin through college. Who knows why. I wasn’t religious AT ALL. But I was waiting for love. Also I had friends who were teenage parents so didn’t want a baby fucking my life up.

So we’re in full throttle arousal. I have a painful boner. Jeans stretch out. Her gently squeezing and rubbing through the denim.

I recall her telling me to keep them on “Otherwise I won’t be able to stop myself.” Somewhere in her devious mind she was trying to remain faithful.

During a sortie of kissing my chest and stomach, Summer notices. That my slightly above average size dick was poking out the top of my waistband. Precum soaked through the fabric a bit.

She whispers “Oops – am I making you suffer?”

She exhales as if she’s struggling to decide – and then admits.

“Since I first saw you I wondered what your cock tasted like. Can I take a look?” I consent and we struggled to remove my hipster skinny jeans.

I’m slightly above average size. Clipped. And she adored it. She kissed my engorged penis head. Put it in her mouth. Teased it with a tornado tongue.

I wasn’t about to lose my cool. But in my head, I’m like “THIRD BASE!!! I MADE IT TO THIRD BASE!! FIRST BJ HAHAHAH YES!”

She kissed it a little and I pull her up and tell her to swing her hips around. We’re in 69 now. I pulled her red dirty girl panties aside.

It tasted incredible. Slightly acidic like any clean healthy pussy should and COMPLETELY BARE. Like smooth. Her perfect pink pussy was freshly waxed. Not just shaved – which that slight stubble. But completely bare like only a waxing to get.

And WET.

Pink inward lips and creamy smooth.

We experimented with 69 for a few minutes. My brain is absolutely flooded with hormones and endorphins. Pure joy.

I licked her hole and down to her clit. I just licked gently for 5-10 minutes. She sort of cooed and moaned and offered slight guidance when I hit a spot that worked for her.

Her clit was extremely sensitive. So with the lightest of flicking she got close to orgasm. During this time she wasn’t blowing me really – sort of just holding it and lightly stroking. Which I was fine with – she was the hottest girl I had ever seen.

And I was in no fucking rush whatsoever.

But when she came, my world changed because she refocused attention on me. She swung back around and rested on top of me, but was ready for more.

**CHEATING WHORE SUMMER WANTS TO GET FUCKED. I DENY HER**

Summer was ready to fuck. I think she was a little confused why I hadn’t yet stuffed her perfect 20 year old pussy with my 19 year old dick.

Rather than admit I was a virgin. I lied and said I was worried about her boyfriend.

She sweetly said. “Let me worry about that. Come on handsome. It’s time. I’m on the pill and just got tested. Wanna just put the tip in and see how it feels?”

She gets up on top of me and moves to squat down and take my v-card.

Like a fucking idiot. I stuttered “Not tonight ok – I think we should wait.” – What a fucking idiot I am. Oh well.

She couldn’t believe it. Women in general, but especially hot girls are entirely not used to NOT being begged to get fucked. Seriously you should try it some time. Spend a few dates not trying to fuck and conversely you’ll be in like flynn.

But I digress –

She was respectful and whispered in my ear. “Well fair is fair. You made me come. Are you ready to come down my throat?”

— Shit. I mean. This was before pornhub. This was 1999. Most porn I had watched was on VHS cassette. The hayday of napster and porn sharing had just come online. I had no frame of reference and had no idea what she was even talking about.

**SUMMER GETS A THROAT PIE**

They say everyone remembers their first blowjob – she made me beg for it. Slowly kissing my chest and stomach and inner thighs. Cupping the balls.

Keep in mind – not only had I never gotten a BJ – but I had, in fact, never been brought to orgasm by a girl. Mostly fooling around. Heavy petting. Then fapping after the fact.

I didn’t know what to expect. After a few licks around the head. She look at me. Smiled that same gorgeous mischievous blue/green eye smile that she flashed on first day of orientation when I was checking her out.

Then summer gobbled the schlong.

The. Whole. Thing.

Down to the hilt my friends. Incredible feat for a skinny girl. Mostly it’s the bigger girls who give the best head. Hungry cock fiends that they are. Gotta love the big girls. They need love too.

Anyhow – this perfect ballerina puts me fully down her throat – My back arches reflexively as my swollen head pushes past her tonsils. I never felt something so god damned amazing. She holds it there. Looks right at me. Gorgeous face illuminated by candle light. And get this – she winks as she fights back the gag reflex.

I couldn’t believe it. Ever so slowly she pulls it out. Summer was pure radiant beauty. Ass in the air. Yam shaped titties hanging down – all mine

She strokes it a few times and just looks at me. A cheating ass horny awesome babe.

She teases “Do you like this? I could stop and go home”

I say “Don’t stop. Wha? What are you doing?”

“If you want to come you need to fuck my face like a man.”

Teasing ass bitch. Something animalistic had awakened in me. I grab her face hard. Squished her cheeks and kiss her.

I comply – I grab her hair. Pull it back. She smiles filthily. Like I’ve seen so many times since – in girls that need to be dominated. A firm back of the head hair pull will tell you everything you need to know.

Oh lord why didn’t I fuck her.

I forced her town on my shaft. And she basically starts headbanging. Goes to town. From hilt to head – barely taking a breath.

I’m in heaven. Deviously imagining her boyfriend out in California studying for a test – maybe trying call her in her dorm – wondering where she is.

I smart thrusting while pulling the hair on the back of her skull. I start edging and decide to go for it. No doubt she know what’s about to happen. She can feel my dick head fill with blood. Preparing to impregnate her stomach.

Just as I’m about to cum. She fights free of my grasp. And pinches my dick head – which stopps the ejaculation impulse in its tracks. Try it.

Like magic.

She gets up and whispers in my ear.

“Are you sure you don’t want to fuck me?”

A perfect 10 – model hot princess begging for sex. I refuse and command her.

“Get back down there and finish what you started.”

She obeys. I sit back and let her do the work.

My nuts are aching. She puts both my balls in her mouth. Pulls them out with a POP. Then slides my penis down her warm throat for the grand finale.

Gagging all the way. Vocally the whole time. GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH. Takes me about 45 seconds to get back to edging. I want to make it last and beg her to slow down.

Instead she speeds up. And when it’s clear I can’t last any longer she comes up for one last breath and then envelops me. lips down to my pelvic bone.

The orgasm lasts 12-15 seconds easy. She just swallows and swallows. Pump after pump.

Naturally it’s the best orgasm of my life – I twitch through every nerve in my body – my jizz pulses down her throat. She looks up.

Summer most certainly enjoys the power she has over me. To witness my nineteen year old joy.

When I finished. She slow-ly pulls it out with a smile.

She lovingly caresses my ball and sucks on my oversensitive post-cum glans penis gentle gentle gentle.

We fall asleep together. Snuggling. And around dawn she sulks away in her post cheating shame – having made a man of me. Well almost.

That’s it – Life milestone reached. First blowjob was a dirty throat pie. Not a drop left.

Thank you Summer.

I wanted more and more. But alas that was the last weekend before the semester was over. I think she went home and came clean – maybe even got engaged. So I never did get to bang her. Oh well.

I did it! I got my first blowjob. Never thought it’d happen.

**THE MORAL OF THE STORY:**

The moral of the story, my friends, is MAKE FRIENDS WITH CHICKS. People talk about friendzone like it’s a bad thing. I’ve gotten more pussy from the friendzone than any other way. You gotta play the long game – bide your time and be easy going.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g2fr40/victoryfap_my_first_bj_throatpie_from_my_freshman