[MF] My first time: with an uncut guy

*For the first of my experiences I wrote about, check out here*: https://redd.it/5nzllm

Freshman year of college was a time to take on new challenges and experience new things.

In a whole lot of ways.

Max was in my Intro to Econ class. Big lecture hall, so the chance of getting to know anyone was generally pretty unlikely unless you sat in the same general area every class. Evidently we were both middle of the hall-ers, so over the semester I started recognizing his him. Brown hair, kinda half done. Cute face. Tall. Broad shoulders. Usually in a school hoodie and jeans. Mostly non-descript, except for he had a habit that made him memorable.

Max was a commenter. Not to the class at large, but more under his breath and to the people around him. Mostly making fun of whatever we were learning about or the professor. Which, while initially annoying, I started to warm up eventually. I have a thing for goobers, after all.

At some point we started talking and eventually started sitting next to one another regularly. He had his charm. And that really showed one Thirsty Thursday night.

My roommate and I were heading to the dorm room of a guy she knew to drink and who should also be hanging out there but Max. And he ends up being the life of the party. If he was entertaining in class, he was a whole other thing several cheap beers in.

By the end of the night, it was pretty clear something was happening between us. We had been beer pong partners the entire time, and the more we drank (because we won as much as we lost), the more we harassed one another. When I’d miss a shot, he’d pick me up, take me out of the dorm, drop me and close the door. When he missed, I’d push him out of the way and tell him that I guess I had to be the man on the team. At one point he mooned our friends to distract them, and I told him it wasn’t fair to reward the enemy with the goods. So of course, he then moons me.

Basically, a fun guy.

When we were done, my roommate was going to stay with the evening’s host, so Max ended up walking me back to my dorm. With hopes and dreams that can only be powered by a teen guy’s sex drive I’m sure. Luckily for him, I was into it.

So at my dorm door, I tell him that I wasn’t really tired and asked if he wanted to watch a movie. Because, as we all know, that’s fluent college freshman for “let’s pretend this is above the board, but we’ll probably get below the sheets.” Max, of course, was up for it. Probably in more ways than one, even at this point.

So we sit on my bed (I had bottom bunk, so it also doubled as our “couch”), throw in a DVD and get comfortable. It doesn’t take long for that to mean his arm was around me and I was curled up next to him. I can still remember distinctly how moments like this felt when you’re that age. Your heart is pounding. Your senses are going crazy. You’re slowly torturing yourself with every second you pretend you’re watching the movie.

Eventually the hand that’s resting on me starts slowly tickling the skin on my arm. Just those soft slow moments that send electric shocks through your body when you’re already nervous. Classic boy torture trick. Classic boy signal that he’s ready to move the evening along.

I look up at him and smile. He smiles right back and goes in for the kiss. And after the night of drinking and flirting and at least 20 minutes of tension-filled fake movie watching, it was like a release in itself. And it keeps building quickly. It takes just moments from us to go from softly kissing to full on making out. That devouring-each-other making out. Tongues were in each other’s mouths, our faces were being smashed into one another and our hands were desperately pawing at each other. Hot, but probably not pretty.

Soon, his hands find my breast over my shirt and it doesn’t take long for one to make its way under my shirt and awkwardly sliding under my bra. I’m groaning in his mouth as he takes my top off. And it just takes seconds after that for him to rid me of my bra.

Max looks at me and smiles before quickly ripping his own shirt off and diving on top of me and into my chest. He grabs at my tits, rubbing and sucking them, and as much I love it, I’m just as distracted by the hard thing that I can clearly feel against my leg through his pants.

But before I have a chance to do anything about it, he’s already kissing his way down my stomach and undoing the buttons on my jeans. When his lips reach the waist of them, he pulls them down and quickly off me.

He runs his hands up my legs and it gives me shivers, but that’s nothing compared to when his lips touch my stomach where he left off on his travels down my body. Again, they slowly move further south until he gets to the top of my panties. But instead of one quick, dramatic movement, Max slowly inches them down and his lips keep following. He gets to the point where they have to come off completely and this time as he slides his hands back up my legs he spreads them apart.

“Damn, Lauren.”

His hands softly rub the outside of my hips as he lowers his face for the third time, and this time it’s for real. He softly laps at my lips to start, but then he pushes my legs up and open and his tongue digs into me. He sucks at my clit. He’s hungry and horny and desperate. I’m overwhelmed and blissful and whimpering. Fingers find their way in me. He’s rubbing my clit. He’s sucking on my lips. He’s massaging my ass cheeks. A hand finds its way back to a nipple. The other is fingering me hard. The second hand leaves my breast and returns to my clit, his thumb just intensely rubbing it.

And that’s it. I don’t know how long it’s been, but the sensations peak and I cum. And honestly, it was the hardest and best orgasm I had at that point. A grasp the sheets and ride it out kind of orgasm as he keeps pumping his fingers inside of me. Just waves of feeling.

When it finally starts to calm, I look up at him. He’s smiling at me. He’s got a solid body with little-to-no chest hair, the hint of abs, and really nice arms. Including the one that ended in a hand that was still inside me. It was time to see more.

I sit up and his fingers slide out of my pussy. He smirks at me and brings them to his lips and he tastes them. Which was very hot. I sit on the edge of the bed and direct him to stand in front of me. His bulge is incredibly clear, a pointed tent growing out of the left leg of his jeans.

I reach out and rub it through the material. It’s a good size, whatever its actual measurements. Nothing insane. He sighs as I do it from the back of his throat, and I can feel his cock throb back against my hand. He wants this bad.

I undo his belt and slide it out of his jeans as I look at him in the eyes and smile back at him. The button unsnaps. The zipper unzips. And with one strong motion, I pull down both his pants and his underwear.

And it pops up at my face. And he’s uncut.

Now, at this point, I should probably mention that I’m from the middle of the United States. So when Max’s cock flops in my face with enough foreskin to completely cover the head even when he’s hard, it’s *literally* the first time I’ve ever seen something like that in my life. Every dick in every picture of every health class I’ve taken was circumcised. Every guy I’ve slept with at this point was cut.

I mean, I knew what I was looking at. I wasn’t dumb. But I was dumbfounded for a second. What do I do? How does this work?

Looking back at the situation, Max probably had this experience with girls before, because he immediately puts a hand on his cock and pulls on the skin a bit. And before my eyes, the foreskin slides back, revealing a glistening, precum-soaked cock head. A substantial drop begins to build on the side and threatens to fall off and I figure that’s probably my cue.

So I dive on, taking it into my mouth. Other than the substantial amount of precum hiding inside his foreskin, with the skin pulled back it wasn’t dramatically different than any other cock really. His head was noticeably smoother on my tongue and the skin on his shaft moved with my mouth, but that’s about it. So I went to town, bobbing up and down on it and eventually replacing his hand holding back his skin with my own. And evidently, he enjoyed my skills just as much as any cut guy. He was running his hands through my hair and gently holding my head in place. Slightly thrusting into my mouth in tandem with my movements.

Eventually I need a breather (literally), and pull my head off and jerk at his cock for a moment. And this is my first chance to really play with his extra skin. And honestly, its movements mesmerized me. Watching that foreskin slide over his head slowly at first and then snapping into place at the end was amazing to me. It was like a cock that knew tricks. It wasn’t just a statue, it was an action figure.

I start sucking on it. Again, I leave the skin up. When I go down on it, the skin comes with me, but when I bob backward, it slides over the head again too. My tongue plays around it and I can feel the little bit off extra at the end wiggle with it. And if I try, I can force the tip of my tongue inside a bit.

I look up at Max to see if any of this is remotely the right thing to be doing, but his head is thrown back and is breathing heavily to himself. Evidently it’s at least not a bad thing.

I pull the skin back and put it back in my mouth and wrap my tongue around his head. And this time, I push it forward and his foreskin wraps around both my tongue and the rest of his dick. I suck a little, essentially just on the foreskin, pulling on it slightly. He’s talking under his breath and clearly enjoying it. Ok cool. Another trick I can add to my repertoire. I’m catching on. I’ve got this. It’s just another toy to play with.

From there I just go at it. Mixing up everything I’ve done in quick succession until he starts holding my head in place a little harder and starts thrusting into my mouth. My hand’s still around the base of his dick, so even when he’s completely pulled out, his cock is still fully handled. He’s sliding from the back of my throat to almost out of my mouth, but at the same time, he’s also sliding from completely uncovered to his foreskin being pulled over everything. And he’s groaning deeply from the back of his throat.

He pounds against the back of my throat a few times, but it only takes a moment more before he drops the “I’m going to cum.” And when he does I send his hands away and take back control. Placing his dick head at the back of my throat I push my head forward and force it down my throat. And as I do, he gasps, “Fuck!” and his cock starts twitching. I can feel it pump everything it’s got down my throat as I bob the best I can while deep throating. I’ve got to pull it out before he’s done, so even still I get some dribbles of cum on my tongue. And after all of this, it’s a taste that I savor.

As he comes down from his orgasm, I lick at his cock and slowly jerk him off, watching his foreskin do its thing. It was definitely a curveball, but I think I’m a fan.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5pawc3/mf_my_first_time_with_an_uncut_guy