The first three blowjobs I ever received were provided by the daughter of the minister at our church. They were the first she ever gave, too, and the first sex she’d had, but she was a natural from the first lick. Two involved cum, two involved an alarming degree of parental proximity.
This post is just about the first time. We’d been going out for a week or two I think, though had been close friends for over a year. We were 21 but had known each other through church and school since we were seven years old. I first noticed here sexually when we were 16… a church jumble sale, the sun streaming through her pale yellow sundress, rendering it somewhere between translucent and transparent from where I was standing, revealing her hourglass silhouette, long slender legs, wide hips, narrow waist. The sun was so strong and the dress so thin that her matching white bra and skimpy panties were visible – panties low-slung and stretched wide around her hips. Long, straight, dark brunette hair reaching halfway down her back, she was a vision, and I’m sure I wasn’t the only one enjoying the sight that day.
She was completely oblivious. Although she had a lively personality, sharp sense of humour and a sense of fun, as I came to know her better I found she was very reserved, sexually – it was years before she’d even show her cleavage in public – so there was no chance that she was deliberately showing herself off.
She got her first boyfriend at 16, but by the time we got together five years later she was still a virgin and had never done more than kiss. At the age of 20, for reasons I won’t go into, we became very close friends. She was still with her boyfriend but they were spending less time together, while she and I were spending more and more… intimacy and mutual attraction growing. One day in particular stands out from that time: sunny, her parents away, us sunbathing in their garden… me in speedos, her in a dark green bikini, looking great against her tanned skin. I’d never seen her unclothed like that before and was incredibly aroused by her figure, a few stray dark hairs escaping her bikini briefs, perfect C cup breasts… and those legs… hips… big arse ?
The day after we first kissed she ended things with her boyfriend. We were immediately more sexual than she had ever been with him. It was the summer holidays, we’d just finished university… we’d stay up until well into the early ours of the morning in her parents’ living room, talking, listening to music and, relying on the conviction that we wouldn’t be disturbed once her parents had gone to bed, becoming more and more sexual as the night went on. We weren’t fucking yet, just petting – I clearly remember the first time I slipped a hand up her top and fondled her tits, first over her bra, then slipping underneath… feeling her nipples.
We got to the point where we would strip until almost naked – me in brief, slip underwear, her in just panties, topless – and rub each other while we embraced and kissed on the living room floor, eventually dry humping in missionary position, though never to orgasm, though I loved feeling how wet she became.
This all happened over a glorious two or three weeks, until, one evening we were lying on the rug kissing and cuddling in front of the fire in my own parents’ front room for a change. Late at night, my parents were in the next room, separated by a pair of sliding doors, frosted glass panels, watching tv. We could hear them talking.
I only had on a T-shirt and some cotton tracksuit trousers. She started stroking my chest under my shirt as she kissed me, then lower to my abdomen… running her fingers across my lean stomach, tracing the edge of my waistband for ages… delicious agony. She’d still actually never seen my cock before. I was already as hard as a rock, and it was very obvious.
By now her head was on my chest, looking down my body. She started sliding her fingers below the waistband, just brushing the tip of my cock for a few moments, then pulled the waistband right down below my balls. She started playing with it with her hand… after a minute it was too much for me… I gently tried to push her head down… she said ‘don’t push’, and carried on teasing with her hand for a while.
We were still hearing my parents in the next room. I began to think she wasn’t going to suck it but then she lowered her head and started licking the tip… then not long before she plunged as far down the shaft as she could fit. For about 10 – 15 minutes she used her mouth in all sorts of ways… licking the shaft, balls, taking just the head in and licking, occasionally taking it deep again… lifting it up and licking the base… I couldn’t believe how imaginative she was and how skilled first time.
I still wasn’t ready to cum when my parents started to sound as if they were moving. She stopped, lifted my tracksuit back up, then about 30 seconds later my mum opened the sliding doors. We were still lying on the rug… she just apologised and closed them again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/np3n2q/clergymans_daughter_first_fellatio_mf
Those “almost getting caught” moments when you’re young are the best. Great story.
Made me think of an old Rowan Atkinson sketch: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ujuGKvMSeWA