[F] Giving [M]y Friend his first Blowjob

So if you don’t like long stories with drawn out back stories and character set ups, I’d skip to the second set of dash lines.

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So for this story there’s a lot of back story and context. And fair warning the two people depicted in this story, are very awkward human beings. I would like to play up I was some bomb ass sex goddess that swept this boy off his feet, and showed him a real woman. But that is not the case here, well I guess later on it was the case, but the lead up to it certainly was not that.

Now let’s get the juicy bits, I met T around six months before this event took place, he immediately struck my eye. He was the epitome of my type he had long to his shoulders black hair that curled, he was 6’0 tall, had the whole 90s grunge boy aesthetic going on. Everything to get my gears turning, I was practically drooling when my best friend introduced us. Now I am the epitome of the shy and quiet girl. We’re freaks in the sheets but shy getting to the point there. Unluckily for me he was the exact same way. He was sweet but dorky, but really hot so I’ll let it slide. (Putting this disclaimer here in case he reads this.)

Now I have a huge thing for virgins, or something similar to this effect, I’ve always wanted to be the first one to suck someone’s dick. Just to watch them unfold knowing I’m the one doing it. Ugh gets me fucking going. Now I assumed he wasn’t a virgin, or any sort of virgin. I mean dude was fucking banging. But alas, I had a bit of a low self esteem at the time, and thought a guy like him would never go for a girl for me. I’m not ugly by any standards, I’m 5’5.5, have a pretty cute face, I had long dark hair that went down to my ass, but alas I’ve always been on the thicker side. You know the type huge boobs, huge butt, the Latina hips to the max. I got the phat white girl ass, and the huge boobs and Latina hips to match it, also I won’t lie a bit of a softer tummy. All of the guys in his friend group seemed to go for the skinnier, typically prettier types so I just had, this nagging feeling he wouldn’t fuck someone like me. So I kept the fantasies of him in my mind until one stupid game changed my mind.

You know the games like one of the ones you buy at Spencer’s, the truth or dare games that are “advertised” for friends. But are really sexual and could literally turn into an orgy. So we were all sitting around in a huge group of huge people, playing the game taking shots to get out of dares and truths. I have the hinting suspicion that he was a bit tipsy at this point and he pulled a card that said something along the lines of ‘describe your technique eating someone out.’ Now my ears didn’t particularly pick up at the question, I assumed he’d be like every other guy my age that found eating out a girl gross, or something along the lines that it was beneath them. You know typical eighteen year old boy shit. But no oh boy no was I surprised by his answer. He in detail described, how he went down on a girl and he mentioned how you do this thing where you push down on their lower stomachs and they go crazy. Now as someone who hadn’t really been eaten out by anyone at this point minus one traumatizing experience, I was pretty turned on by this revelation. Also the confidence that oozed out of his response, had me melting into a puddle. I would like to say something happened that night. But realistically it did not.

But I did however begin my brigade of awkward flirting, the mentioning of wanting a fwb, something simple, something just enticing about getting someone off, then smoking a bowl and being homies. Fucker I later learned knew what I was doing, but didn’t respond because he was afraid I wasn’t putting off the vibes he thought I was. So his cryptic responses left me confused, but hopeful. Then finally during one of these awkward flirting attempt nights, something interesting came up, we were talking about losing our virginties, and I learned that he has only had sexual one time with anyone, I also learned another interesting fact he had gone down on the girl, but she never returned the favor. I swear to god, I have never felt blood rush in my ears in a way since that moment. I wish I could say I said something like “I could fix that.” And put my hand on his thigh or something. But alas I’m a pussy with a pussy. But this officially pushed me forward to, I’ve always fantasized about being the first to get someone off, by blowing them. I’m pretty talented with my mouth if I do say so myself, I lack a gag reflex and was in a relationship were rough sex was his thing, so I can handle being face fucked, and know my way around a dick. I’m done humble bragging, but I always craved someone treating me softly and not being so rough, and showing them exactly how rough they could be with me. Or how to use my mouth to get themselves off.

So I set forth my awkward weeding myself in there, that took an extra three weeks, and awkward drunk spooning on my floor. Before we admitted lowkey but highkey we wanted to fuck eachothers brains out. So finally the night was set, we were going to finally hook up after months of sexual tension.

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There was some thick tension in the car, as we sat in the front seat, it didn’t pop off right away. It was more two awkward eighteen year olds flirting with each other. I distinctly remember the awkward chatter, of me joking how I was older and more experienced than him because I was older than him. (I’m older by a fucking month) and him responding I’m not that much older. It was cringey too, we kept moving closer than moving away. I finally couldn’t take it anymore, it wasn’t eloquent or sexy but it got my fucking point across “T do you wanna makeout or something?.” He paused for a minute before awkwardly muttering out “Yeah….” I smirked and he proceeded to pop his gum out of his mouth onto his dashboard before pouncing on me with the vigor only an eighteen year old boy could have.

The kiss wasn’t even sweet or delicate, it was sloppy and dripping with months of sexual tension, I was tangling my hands in his hair, and he was running his hands along my waist, and I swear to God as embarrassing as it was I was already soaking wet, you could see it through my leggings it was that bad. I very flirtatiously suggested we move to the back seat and oh boy did we. We continued, making out as I climbed onto his lap, I was grinding against him, and I could hear him letting out little groans and moans and it only fueled me on further. Guys who make noise are fucking hot. Eventually I felt him very shakily, reach up his hand to cup my tits through my shirt. It was the softest touch and his hands were shaking. Up until this point he kept his hands on my waist, well I was riding him like he was the bucking bronco at the rodeo. I chalk it up to nerves. But I’m not one to fuck around (lol) once I have my eyes set on something. I slowly climbed off his lap, and reached down, to touch him through his pants, and holy shit I could tell he was a bit above average. It was a welcome surprise. I was feeling a bit tense and nervous at this point, as I didn’t want to be a disappointment. “Oh good your hard, I was worried you wouldn’t be.” To which I got the most weirded out look I have ever gotten in my entire life. “Of course I am why the fuck wouldn’t I be?” I just shrugged and said “I dunno.” As I began pulling at his belt he let out a shakey sigh, as I reached my hand down his pants and pulled his cock out, oh fucking boy if my mouth wasn’t watering before it certainly was now. I to this day have never seen a prettier dick in my entire life, it was a bit on the slimmer side but still had a decent amount of girth, and had this thick vein that went straight down the middle, he was about 7 inches and I was losing my fucking mind. Side note he was also trimmed which is a huge fucking plus in my mind, I don’t really like guys completely shaved. Sorry not sorry. At this point I’m 99% I had completely drenched his seat I was sitting on, and was drooling. I innocently as I could asked “Could I go down on you?” Which got me the second incredulous look of the night, but it was half serious as I could tell he was extremely turned on. He muttered out a “Yeah.” And it was all breathy, and desperate. And if it didn’t spur me on even more.

I situated myself in front of him on my knees, and began God’s good work. I licked up the side of his shaft and watched his reaction, I saw his eyes roll up and I swear I was drooling all over his dick at this point, I slowly took him into my mouth, and teased the head of his dick, using my tongue swiveling it around the head a few times, as I used my hand to get what wasn’t in my mouth. I could hear his breathing increasing and he was letting out a few muttering words. As his hands clutched the seat next to him, I used my free hand and grabbed one of his hands and placed it in my hair. I felt his hand tangle in my hair, as he was groaning. He pulled a little harder than I know he intended. As I felt a little surge of pain jolt through my body, it was ok though I’m a sucker for having my hair pulled. I decided to enact my master surprise plan, as I removed my hand, and slowly made my way all the way down, sucking him inch by inch till his cock was all the way down the back of my throat, and I even swallowed a few times a little louder than normal for good measure. Homeboy lost his fucking mind, I had never heard a guy growl before, or follow it by a moan so high pitched and needy. I swear to god I thought I was going to cum in my leggings right then and there. I’m surprised I didn’t. I then tried to pull of what I thought was going to be sexy eye contact, as our eyes connected and I swallowed hard. I no joke am lying about what happened next. He giggle deadass giggled like a school girl, I immediately pulled back thinking I had done something wrong. And asked “Why did you laugh did I do something wrong?” He reassured me I did not and mumbled “It feels really good.” Eyes full of lust as he tangled his hand deeper in my hair.

I of course went right back to work, I began switching up my technique using my hand and mouth in tandem well focusing on the head, well also randomly switching it up and taking him from the tip all the way down to the back of my throat. All I could hear were garbled “Oh my gods.” And “Fucks.” He was at this point lightly playing with my hair, mixed in with sharp grabs, he grabbed my free hand with his and was gripping it on and off. I’m used to being face fucked and being treated with zero tenderness, so this was cute and a welcome change, and spurred me on even more. It felt innocent and sweet, and it was turning me on in all the right ways. I would occasionally look up at him to see him slumped back into the seat, his head tilted all the way back on top of the seat, his eyes rolling back and I could even feel his leg twitching a bit. I knew he was getting close, much to my disappointment as I never wanted this to end, I was in pretty much bliss at this point. I heard him muttering “That he was getting close.” Amongst all the curses and moaning. So I sped up, bobbing my head from the top all the way back down, swallowing hard for extra measure. I heard him let out one sharp gasp, and I immediately knew what was up and I moved all the way down so his dick was in the back of my throat, I swear I’ve never been with a guy before or since who could cum so much, I almost came for the second time, as I felt him shooting ropes of cum down the back of my throat I swallowed it all. Once it was all over, I slowly popped my lips off his dick, and we made intense eye contact he was breathing heavily, his face was flushed, his eyes glazed over. We both proceeded to break into hysterical laughter as I buried my face into his thigh. Nothing beats laughter, after a homie hook up.

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