My [f]irst time sucking cock and the start of a FWB arrangement.

For most of my teenage years, I was fairly sheltered, but curious about sex. Being from a Middle Eastern family, my parents were quite progressive relative to others “back home”, but they still had certain rules. I couldn’t bring boys home, and although I was not forced to dress a certain way I felt the pressure to at least cover my hair so others from a similar background would not judge me. And it became second nature.

But going to university and living more independently opened up a whole world for me. I met different people and their ideas of living life, had different experiences, and learned to appreciate myself and the world around me more. But most relevant to this story is that it was an opportunity to satisfy my curiosity about sex. The problem was that I was terribly shy, and still a virgin. It was fascinating, but intimidating.

It wasn’t until my second year, when I was 19, that things finally started to happen. I was part of a four-person course project, and we met at the university’s library. One of the guys caught my eyes. He was tall, athletic, handsome, and charming – What else could I ask for? I couldn’t help but smile or laugh at his jokes, and the way he looked at me…it was the same way I looked at him.

As the time went on with our project, we all got more tired. But I kept going, just to spend more time with him. Looking back on it, I feel stupid for not just asking him to hang out. But that’s the thing about shyness.

When the second person left and it was just us, I started to get nervous. Was something going to happen? *No* I said to myself, *don’t be silly. Just focus on the work.* But I couldn’t. He started to ask me questions about myself, about my background, why I was wearing a headscarf – all in a curious, and respectful way. He listened and he was attentive. *Does he have to be so distracting?*

We eventually got on to the subject of sex. I had next to no experience, and blushed visibly whenever he or I went into detail. It was mostly him, and his escapades. I felt a stab of jealousy at all the girls he had already been with. But then, he made a comment about the size of his cock. And I bit my lip.

And he saw that.

He looked me in the eyes with a smug smile on his face, saying “you like that?”

I wanted to shiver, but I hated myself for being so obvious. So I decided to tease him, “don’t all guys add three inches because they’re shy.”

He shook his head, grinning, “and here I thought you were innocent.”

“I am not *that* innocent” *Oh God, where was this going?* “I’m curious and I’ve read things…”

“Curious, huh?”

That’s when he leaned back. He was wearing grey joggers that were well fitted. And against his leg was the outline of his cock. It was big. It was thick. And my heart started thumping. Was he getting hard?

“Come to mine” he said softly, “let me show you a few things.”

I nodded like an idiot. Unable to speak. I remember packing my things like I was on auto-pilot, and us walking together to his just a few minutes away on campus. And when we got to his room, he simply dropped his bag. Took mine from my hand and threw it to the side, and dropped his joggers.

His cock was smooth, and beautiful. As well as two big balls hanging there. I was mesmerised.

“Come here”, he said gently, “you can touch it if you want.”

I walked to him – he was much taller than me – and with trepidation I caressed his cock with my finger tips. The skin felt so soft, but it was so hard underneath. He let out a gasp as I wrapped my fingers around his member, feeling its warmth.

“That’s it…a little tighter…” – I gripped him more firmly, “very good. Now stroke, up and down, nice and slow.” And I started to stroke. He got even harder, and he began to move his hips eagerly. He started to moan too. I looked down at his member, having the strongest urge to kiss it. But he placed a hand under my chin and brought it up so I could meet his eyes.

“I know what you want. Get on your knees.”

I sank to my knees. His cock right there. He took off his shirt – his toned muscles casting shadows in the dim light of his room. He gripped his own cock and lifted it, revealing his heavy soft balls.

“Kiss them, lick them, suck them.”

And I did. My kisses were gentle at first, but then I began to take his balls into my mouth, my tongue going all over them. I switched from one to the other. He let go of his big, thick cock so it rested on my head as I did that.

“Now lick with your tongue. From my balls, right to the tip.”

As I did that, he let out a long moan, “fuck, this feels good.”

I gripped his cock again, stroking as I licked up and down between his balls and the tip.

His hand rested on my headscarf. And I realised I was still wearing it. It made me feel bad. But bad in a good way.

“Now suck my cock…”

I wrapped my lips around his tip. He was big. I wasn’t sure how much I could do. But slowly I sucked down, and began to gag before even going half way there. I pulled out gasping.

“Good try….here.”

He sat down on a chair, leaning back, and I knelt in front of him.

“Suck again, go as far as you can, then go back up. Go nice and steady, up and down.”

I had not said a word to him the entire time. And I loved it. I began to suck up and down, and I noticed the throbbing of his cock. I went steadily, not increasing my pace. I heard his moans and gasps which spurred me on.

“F-Faster…fuck.”

He was no longer gentle or confident. But desperate and horny. And to think I am doing this with just my lips and tongue. I complied, sucking up and down with his hand firmly on the back of my head.

“Ugh, fuck…I’m gonna…cum.” He gasped again. But I was curious. I wanted to know what he tasted of. And so I carried on sucking up and down as much as I could. My hands on his legs for support. My jaws aching. But his throbbing cock tasted too good. Until he finally let out a long, loud moan and bucked his hips. He came.

Shot after shot of hot cum filled my mouth. The taste was odd, a little bitter, but I did not care. It turned me on to know that this was all because he was horny. And to know that this is how much he wanted me.

He threw his head bag, laughing as I sucked a few more times, making sure I got every drop.

I remember going home that night and being so wet. I masturbated and came twice. But now something began, and I started to really explore sex.

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