[MF] First Time Swapping Semen in a Kiss With My Girlfriend

My girlfriend and I were both about 22. We’d met in college, and we were still in our first few months of dating in the real world. It was a long distance thing – she was still living in our college town and I had moved to the city. We mostly saw each other on weekends.

She was a sparky, petite, curvy little thing. Pixie haircut, slightly punk rock sensibility. Kind, open, and loving, and truly the little, most depraved girlfriend I’ve ever had.

I’ve never had a relationship that was as sexually open as with this girl. She had recently accepted her own bisexuality, and maybe because of that, kinks that were a little outside the mainstream, especially for someone more straight-laced like I was were a real turn on for her.

She had the most surpassing love for cock sucking of any woman I’ve ever met. She gave the nastiest, sloppiest below jobs have ever had, using both hands, stroking up and down – cupping, licking and teasing my balls with her fingernails as she went. Her favorite was when my balls were shaved smooth, so it was even more fun for her to lick and suck on them, on the way up or down from rimming my ass.

She also happened to be quite a storyteller. This was before the whole cuckolding/hot wife thing was more mainstream, and it really got me going to hear her talk about her escapades with her previous boyfriends, many of whom I knew from college. I absolutely never tired of hearing her tell me about the best part about sucking a man off – the moment when your man starts to come in your mouth, spurting and spurting until you have a mouth full of fresh semen, and you can look up at him and swallow every last drop.

She got a deep feeling of satisfaction from giving pleasure to the man she was with, and I don’t think there was anything about cum that she didn’t absolutely love. Good girls were not supposed to swallow, and they were certainly not supposed to enjoy it. That may have been part of the reason she liked it so much. I think she enjoyed the feeling of being a dirty, cock sucking trollop. She sure did seem to respond when I called her dirty names in bed.

As much as she loved gulping it down, she also knew how visual I was, and loved to make a bit of a show of things. I knew from the stories she had told me that I was a very, very far from being the first one to give her a big load right on her kisser while she was on her knees with her hands in her panties making herself come, but boy, was that an awesome experience. Cumplay is a very big turn on for me, so we were pretty much a match made in heaven. Or hell. Or wherever.

Like a lot of young men, I had wondered what’s semen tasted like, and I had worked up the courage to taste my own when I was alone. Also like most people, my feelings about some of my turn-ons change in the refractory period after I’ve orgasmed. At that time, I don’t think this girlfriend knew that I’d tasted my own semen, but I’m pretty sure it did register with her that I was consciously not squeamish about kissing her post-blowjob.

Being with her, and being the ages that we were, one of the best parts was the sheer volume of sperm I produced. It really is a thing that the amount you produce decreases as you age – when I think back on the sheer volume I would ejaculate after this girl was done edging me and telling me filthy stories, it was really remarkable. And she was not one to waste a *drop.*

We were seeing each other mostly on weekends because we were both working full time. This one weekend, she drove up, and we had an entire lazy afternoon together before we had any plans. I masturbated all the time thinking about the things she and I got up to, but I would try to refrain from coming for the three or four days before she was going to visit to make it that much more enjoyable when we did see each other. Most of the times she teasingly complained to me about feeling like a “glazed donut” were those first times we were together after a week apart.

It was early afternoon – She’d made the drive up and arrived not too long before. We were at my apartment on my bed, kissing and making out. We both knew the way this was going to go. She undressed me and started kissing down my body on her way to her favorite part, when I stopped her, and said,

“Hey, sweetie, when you make me come, I don’t want you to swallow it this time. I want you to share it with me.”

Her voice was almost trembling, when she said, “Really? Oh my god, yes, yes, yes.”

She resumed kissing her way down my body. The effect of this suggestion on her was obvious. She gave me one of the slowest, nastiest, sloppiest, most sensuous blowjobs she had ever given. Her saliva was everywhere, all over me, and smeared all over her face, and she must have brought me right to the brink three times before she finally let me finish. I knew she wanted it, and I knew she was waiting for it. When I started coming, it felt like the longest continuous orgasm I had ever had – just spurt, after spurt, after spurt, after spurt of thick, hot semen filling her mouth.

Even as my orgasm subsided, I was still twitching, and she was completely and totally still. Instead of the gulp I usually felt and heard, she was completely still, holding this mouthful of semen. She pulled her mouth off of my cock incredibly slowly, breathing heavily through her nose, almost panting. I was lying on my back with my eyes closed. She’s slowly crept what somehow felt like and incredibly far distance up my body until we were face to face.

I had just had the orgasm of my life, and my desire to share this mouthful with her had seriously diminished. I probably would have backed out if I could. But I was the one who had asked for this, and it was clear what kind of effect it was having on her. I sucked up the courage.

She straddled my knee and started grinding her pussy against the top of my thigh. She put her hands on the sides of my face, and still breathing deeply, slowly pressed her lips to mine. After a moment of anticipation, we opened our mouths, into a deep, passionate kiss. My mouth was instantly flooded with thick, warm semen. We kissed passionately.

That earthy, tingly, slightly salty and slightly alkaline taste was everywhere. We played with all that semen back and forth for a really long time – we must have kissed for a couple of minutes, both swallowing just a little bit at a time until it was gone. It was a really, really messy kiss, and I remember both of our faces being slick with semen and saliva by the end.

I hadn’t wanted to do it, and I would have backed out if I could, but I did it, and it remains one of the single hottest sexual experiences I’ve ever had.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/szj3gx/mf_first_time_swapping_semen_in_a_kiss_with_my