So this is the fourth part (part 4a, in fact) of my deflowering story.
Part 1: Kinda losing my virginity – https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qua13l/kinda_losing_my_virginity_at_26_mf/
Part 2: Actually losing my virginity at 26 – https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/r06erf/actually_losing_my_virginity_at_26_mf/
Part 3: Woman on top – https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u6w7qm/learning_to_enjoy_my_small_35_inch_cock_mf/
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Part 5: Getting handcuffed – https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/rli84f/getting_handcuffed_for_my_birthday/
(For those too lazy to read parts one, two and three, shame on you.
Here’s an exec sum: At age 26 Lucy was my first girlfriend because I have a small dick and confidence issues. She, somewhat embarrassingly, made me in cum in my pants before we had sex, and then I had to fake an orgasm the first time we actually did the deed.)
For three weeks after she popped my cherry, Lucy and I were inseparable. I stayed over the entire first weekend, going home only briefly to get some fresh clothes. We then went to work together, we had dates most nights, and even if we didn’t go out one night, I’d always volunteer to take her back to her place.
I joked that it was for her safety, even though she lived in a nice part of town.
And, of course, we’d end up rubbing nasties together, having a shower, and then I’d wake up in her bed the next morning satisfied but exceptionally tired.
(Fun aside: about a week after she deflowered me, we had a slightly awkward conversation with HR, informing them that we were indeed a couple.)
Basically, I had moved into her place, and had gone from zero sex to just a little oversexed. It was joyous, and, if I’m honest, a little unsettling all at once.
I never understood the whole “honeymoon period” thing until then. I had always wondered why my friends disappeared for a month or two after finding a new partner. Basically there’s a lot of “dates” and a lot of sex. And sex takes time.
Often there’s making out, foreplay, getting her to cum first, and then (for men at least … for me at least) the main prize, dick in pussy action.
Nonetheless, we would invariably collapse into bed around midnight.
Then one night as we were deep into clashing tongues, my hand began its usual journey down Lucy’s body towards her panties.
“Wait,” she said, then paused. Before I could ask why, though, she answered my question, “I’m starting my period.”
“Oh…”
We had established that I’m squeamish, especially at the sight of blood. I would often look away from the TV when there’s blood on screen, even obviously fake or cartoon blood.
(Side note: as the son of Chinese parents, they wanted so badly for me to become a doctor or a lawyer. Being fearful of the sight of blood kinda killed at least half of their dream, let’s say, and lead to much disappointment.)
“We can try, if you want, but we don’t have to because you don’t like blood.”
After a bit of to-ing and fro-ing we decided to give it a shot. We made our way into the bedroom, and began kissing and grinding again. I’m fairly certain I wasn’t quite as into it as I normally was because the thought of her bloody pussy, and yucky red stuff all over my dick kept popping into my head.
I don’t remember much else, but eventually my little dragon was sheathed in its latex armor, and ready to ride off to battle. In missionary position I blindly struggled to line him up with her slit, but eventually with her help I felt that now familiar warm grip envelop my member.
It felt as tight and as warm as ever, and the little guy was happy doing his thing. Lucy turned her head slightly, closed her eyes, and let out a contented coo as I slowly slid in. We made love slowly, as we often did. This time, though, she didn’t feel as wet downstairs, more sticky than anything else.
I was kissing Lucy’s face, neck, and shoulders, and she seemed to be quite into it, raising her hips slightly on some thrusts to meet mine. I was beginning to forget the time of the month when I asked her to flip onto her front, so I could enter her from behind.
It was then I caught sight of inky red stains across my condom-covered dick. The deflation started quickly, and I struggled to get past her thighs and cheeks and into her pussy.
Lucy turned back around, noticed the flagging state, and pulled me in for a kiss on the lips, and cheeks. She apologized, I told her she didn’t need to, and we kissed some more.
After we cleaned up and got dressed, we snuggled in bed for a while. I was beginning to drift off when she whispered in my ear, “I could give you a blowjob, if you like?”
“No … it’s ok.”
“No, really, I want to. I don’t want to give you blue balls.”
“You’re so sweet,” I replied, a little noncommittally. “But what about you?”, I asked. I always made a point of having her come first whenever we were having sex, and that often meant I had to go down on her before she ground herself on me to a climax. Tonight, obviously, I didn’t relish the thought of performing oral on her.
“Follow my lead…”
We got into a spooning position, with me as the big spoon. She placed one of my hands on her chest, and the other cupping a breast. I began kissing her neck, licking her ears, and making out with her shoulder as I began to grind against her butt.
Lucy crossed her legs tightly, and ground them together to stimulate her pussy and, I guess, especially her clit. She led my hand to her bush, and I began applying a light pressure there.
Her breathing became deeper, and she let out the odd moan. I tried to match my gyrations to hers, and she could feel my now hard member pressing against her despite the fact we full clothed in our pajamas.
“Grab my nipple,” she ordered as her breathing turned a little erratic.
Instead of circling it and occasionally brushing against it, I pinched it gently.
“Harder.”
This was unusual, she normally asked to me to be more gentle with her nipples. Again I complied.
“Oh god,” she let out suddenly. “The other one too.”
I moved my hand up from her mound to her other breast, and began to tease and pinch it.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh fuck.”
Her hips stopped moving. I stopped too, resting my hands on her breasts but avoiding her nipples entirely. After a minute or two her breath became more regular, and my hard on was now a medium on.
“Oh god, that was intense,” she finally said. “Now it’s your turn.”
“Really, you don’t have to,” I said. Up until now she had only ever given me blowjobs as part of foreplay, and I feared she would dislike the taste of my cum. Just thinking about it made me wonder what it tasted like, and I recoiled just a little.
“Really,” Lucy said, turning around and gently pushing me onto my back. Straddling me, she lifted up my shirt, kissing her way down my chest to the top of my pants. She didn’t pause long, quickly whipping my pajama pants and my underpants down.
My half-hard cock flopped backwards as we worked to get my pants and underwear off fully. Crouched in the V between my legs, she grabbed my member in one hand and began pumping up and down on it.
For all her sexual talent and skills, Lucy’s hand jobs were not great. I usually faked excitement, and never told her how to make it better because everything else she did was exceptional, and I felt I needed for us to have one sexual act that didn’t do much to get me closer to the edge of cumming.
After a bit, I was only little harder than when she began, so I took the unusual step of asking to put it in her mouth.
Lucy didn’t skip a beat, but didn’t fully “comply”. Within seconds her tongue was licking around my head, and occasionally she was would lick up my frenulum to the underside of my head, and then around and around and around.
She was driving me wild, my cock was hard as a sword, and was rapidly pushing me to the point of no return.
“Please stop. I’m close to coming,” I pleaded.
Pausing, she said, “It’s okay, you can come as soon as you like.”
“Let’s take a pause. Please.”
With that she let go of my dick, and it flopped backwards suddenly. That didn’t help, but thankfully I distracted myself with thoughts about her ceiling long enough to hold back the dribble of cum that wanted freedom.
She kissed her way up one leg, her shortish hair dragging against my leg. The overwhelming sensation of thousands of strands of hair flopping and scraping and tickling my leg proved to be a good distraction.
When she finally resurfaced near my crotch she asked if I was ready, and I nodded in the affirmative.
She licked and began to suck on my balls. As you may have guessed, I’m quite sensitive downstairs, and this type of ball play was too much, and not in a good way.
“Not that. That doesn’t feel good,” I said.
Lucy grabbed the base of my dick and held it to point straight up. My short, extremely hard cock bucked and weaved as it wanted to go back to about 45 degrees or more. Finally, she gave me what I really craved at that moment. Her lips engulfed my head and then disappeared slowly down my shaft.
A circle of pleasure went down my entire cock, and was now nestled near its base. I briefly glanced down to see her with my entire cock in her mouth. Thankfully she wasn’t buried in mound of pubic hair, as I had shaved most of it off after some 26 years of unchecked growth.
The sight of my rock hard member completely obscured by her pretty face was a massive turn on. It was almost too much when she glanced up, and we made eye contact. Fuck that was hot. She was hot. Three weeks in, I couldn’t believe she was still so keen on my dick, and so keen on me.
I quickly stared up at the ceiling and the lights to stop myself from coming. She slowly worked her way back up, the ring of pleasure now just back around the base of my head.
The saliva on my dick met the air in the room, and cooled it down a notch. I thought I feel a cool breeze on my boiling hot member.
With her lips still wrapped around the base of my head, she licked around the head a few times. Fuck, I was perilously close to coming.
As she worked her way down again, I was right on the precipice. I could feel the tide of semen rising up my shaft, I desperately began to do maths problems in my head. 1 + 1 = too easy. Fuck. 2 x 6, that’s 12. 15 divided by 3 = oh come on now. Did I just say come?
I thought about the logistics her grinding herself to orgasm during her period. I wondered if her underpants and pajamas were now bloody. Oh, that’s disgusting. Oh, that’s good then. Keep thinking about that.
“Oh my god, I’m really close. I can pull out if you want…”
She didn’t want. Instead she buried herself on my dick faster and more furiously than before. Thankfully this feeling was intense for me, but I just right there, walking unsteadily along the cliff’s edge.
Lucy moved her lips up and down my shaft at a great pace. My heart was pumping almost out of my chest. I felt her hair brush against my chest every time she got the base of my shaft.
“Oh shit!” I cried out as my resistance broke down, it all finally spilled out of me. Wave after delirious wave came out into mouth. I thrust my hips up suddenly, and then fell back into the bed just as suddenly, but she didn’t let my cock fall out of her mouth.
Once the main sequence ended, I heard and felt her gulp down all my juice.
“Oh god,” I exclaimed, a little shocked and excited at the fact she had just swallowed. My rock hard little member let out one or two or three aftershocks of cum, which she swallowed too.
With a pop, she let my dick fall out of my mouth.
“You didn’t have to do that,” I said, still imagining how disgusting my juices must’ve tasted.
“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” Lucy replied, wiping her lips theatrically. She moved her way up my body before lying on her side next to me, with lovely face resting on my shoulder.
I can still remember her fully clothed body resting against mine while I lay naked from the waist down. As we basked in the afterglow, my cock was wet from her saliva and my cum, it felt every little draft entering the room.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zl4lcv/my_first_full_blow_job_and_she_swallowed_it_all_mf