[FM] Mormon Girl [F29] Gives Her Future Husband [M31] His First Blowjob Before Marriage

TL;DR – We’re not supposed to do sex things before marriage, but we did anyway.

My husband and I met at BYU. We were in the same ward. I was still relatively fresh home from my mission, and he had been home for a couple of years. We started dating around December. After Christmas break, we went all in on the dating life. He was smart, and funny, and handsome. I was completely infatuated and kind of just knew we were going to end up together, though I didn’t plan on settling down so soon after getting home.

I’m from Provo. I went to Provo High School (go Bulldogs), and let’s just say I was kind of known for my promiscuity. So when I went to BYU, the change wasn’t huge for me except that I no longer lived with my parents.

Still, with my parents so close, and hubby’s further away we had a lot of dinners at my parents house. Dinners would often turn into movie night, just me and my bf in the basement, though we usually just ended up making out through the whole movie.

My husband was Peter Priesthood when I found him. He had never fooled around before me. Believe it or not, he hadn’t even kissed a girl before me (he’s shy). I, on the other hand, was a little farther away from being Molly Mormon. Before my husband, I had already handles my fair share of penises, and had even lost my virginity. Yeah, the whole sex before marriage didn’t really work out for me–or us–but perhaps a story for another time.

We decided on a movie that BF wanted to watch, a James Bond movie–not sure which one. I mostly don’t remember because about 10 minutes in, I was already on top of BF playing hockey with his tonsils. I was straddling him on the couch, and I could feel him growing between my legs. I started grinding myself on him, our genitals separated only by my jeans and his (plus his g’s). I got so turned on that I had to stop to regain my composure–I was trying to be a good girl here. I took a breath, shook my head, and put my hands on my thighs still straddling him, and him still sporting quite the weapon in his pants

“We should stop.” I said, trying to sound convincing.

“Yeah.” He answered, still catching his breath, but he was definitley still lusting (as was I).

I moved to get off and he pulled me back on top of him kissing again. This time so passionately, a naturally talented kisser (or I’m just a really good teacher). He moves his hands under the back or my shirt while we kiss, and under my bra (he still didn’t know how to take one off, but I loved feeling his hands on my back). It drove me wild, And I answered with more tongue.

“Ah,” I said between breaths, “that’s quite the bulge you have there, babe.” I loved teasing him. “I bet I know what you want me to do with it.”

BF moaned and nodded through more kisses. He kissed my neck.

“Are you going to let me see it?” I groaned, while petting it lightly with a fee hand.

Not 20 seconds later, Peter Priesthood had fished his iron rod out of his garments and pants. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen outside of porn.

I knew what I needed. I rearranged myself so I was tummy down on the couch, and I touched my future husband’s dick for the first time. I held it at the base, and that was apparently all it took to send this Mormon boy over the edge (not the first time that happened to me?), because he began squirting sperm in powerful streaks. The first one hit me right in the lips, causing me to jerk my head back, and I caught the rest in one of my parents blankets (I washed it after, I swear ?).

The next thing I know, we hear the basement door open, and footsteps coming down. BF rushed to put himself away, while I hid the cum stained blanket and cleaned my lips. We managed alright, and when my mom came in it appeared we were just watching James Bond, snuggling on the couch. Though we tried to look calm, our hearts were racing. We talked for a little bit, and my mom said she and dad were going to bed, but to lock up when we headed back to campus.

As soon as we heard the door close again, we were able to relax. But I wanted to go again, especially now that we knew we wouldn’t get walked in on.

“Sooooo” I said. “Can you do that again?” A tone of admiration.

“Yeah,” he croaked. “But I need a second, I’ve never cum that hard before.”

I laughed. “Are you all good?” I knew he would probably recover quick. He nodded.

I started to feel a little guilty. “Hey, I understand if this is a lot, or if you are freaked out, we don’t have to do anything else.” We had our first real conversation about sex, and I told him a lot of the things I had done previously, including having lost my virginity. “You must think I’m bad.” Well, he didn’t dump me.

He stared for a second and then kind of chuckled and said, “Are you kidding me? That was amazing!” I smiled.

“Well then, maybe we’re talking too much.” I said getting to my feet in front of him. I stood up and took my shirt off. That worked, I could see his outline through his pants again.

I kneeled between BF’s legs, took off his shoes and socks, unbuckled his pants, tugged them at the cuffs, and pulled them off of him. His garments came off at the same time. I remember being sooooo wet, and just staring–zombie-like–at his manhood. I wanted it. So so bad.

“I want you in my mouth,” I whispered in his ear.

I lifted his shirt enough to see a trail of hair leading from his belly and followed it downward kissing and licking my way down to his crotch. I put his testicles in my mouth first, and licked the place between there and his thighs, grunting and moaning quietly as I did so. I made murmuring, grunt-like sounds as I licked and sucked and stroked him with my free hand. I looked up, and I could tell by the look on BF’s face that he was going to cum again very soon.

No! I wanted to feel it in my mouth before he unloaded. I love giving head only slightly less than I love receiving it. Making him feel good, makes me feel good. I hastily covered his cock with my mouth. I’m sure he was excited about his first blowjob.

I moved my head slowly and steadily up and down on his shaft, my tongue was working the underside of his cock. He was able to last only another minute or two in my mouth before he started squirting again. “I’m….gonna cum.”

I stopped sucking when I felt the first spurt and held the head of his cock in my mouth and the shaft steady with my hand. I was shocked at how strong each jet of cum was, and I quietly hummed as each rope of spunk entered my mouth.

When he finished, I rolled back to sit, and smiled before gulping down his load.

“Holy crap.” Was all he could say. We composed ourselves and headed back to our dorms. He dropped me off and gave me a good night kiss. You can bet that I had some solo fun that night.

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