My friend Mark and I were in the same grade and played many sports together. In our high school years, we used to talk in graphic detail about what we wanted to do with girls, but neither of us had gotten beyond a kiss. When we got to college, I got a girlfriend during the first month, and stuff moved quickly. My girlfriend and I had regular sex during my freshman year. But Mark was still looking for the right woman, and he remained very inexperienced. So I kept my sex life to myself, because I didn’t want to rub it in.
In the summer after our freshman year, that girlfriend and I broke up. At that point Mark and I started to talk about sex again. He admitted he was really horny and wanted to get laid. So we were back to square one, talking about our desires and our non-existent sex lives.
That summer he and I shared an apartment while we worked summer jobs. There was a girl we both knew, Carla, that he had been flirting with. Carla was about 5’8” and had long, wavy black hair, big breasts, and puffy lips that often broke into a great smile. I could tell she and Mark liked each other and that things had momentum. But Mark lacked the confidence he deserved to have, and he didn’t know how to move forward.
One night the three of us were walking past our apartment on our way back from something. I made a joke about how I could go and stay with another friend so they could go up together. Carla laughed and asked Mark what he thought. I could tell he wanted to say yes, but he smirked and suggested we all go up for a drink instead. So we did, and we sat in the living room talking some more. Mark and Carla sat next to each other, and they had begun to cuddle. I got up and went to the kitchen for a few minutes. When I came back, I found Carla kneeling over Mark’s lap, facing him. His shirt was off, and their lips were locked in a long, passionate kiss. I reached for my jacket and started for my bedroom intending to give them some privacy.
At that point, Carla removed her shirt and began to unclasp her bra. Almost unconsciously, I stopped in my tracks and admired her breasts as her bra fell to the ground. I looked at Mark, who seemed totally focused on what was probably the first pair of actual breasts he had ever seen. He wasn’t sending me any “get lost” signal. So I put my jacket down and watched for a moment.
Carla knelt down between Mark’s knees. She unbuttoned his bulging shorts and helped him pull out his raging tool. He raised himself on the couch and removed his shorts and underwear, kicking them aside on the floor before sitting back down. Carla took his cock in her fist and massaged it slowly and firmly. Mark closed his eyes and breathed deeply.
I sat back down on a chair.
Carla licked gently at the tip, then worked her mouth down his entire rod, pumping and licking as she went. Mark’s face twisted in pleasure.
“Oh fuck!” he let out a few times.
Carla moved closer, wrapped her sweaty breasts around Mark’s cock, and rubbed it back and forth between them.
I stood up, dropped my own shorts and began to stroke off.
Carla’s hair fell down around Mark’s thighs and brushed against his sack as she cradled it in her hands. She kissed him again and went back to sucking his cock. Mark began to caress her hair and her breasts. Carla clawed at Mark’s chest with one hand as she sucked. With her other hand she reached around to grab at his ass. She slurped louder as her sucking grew more voracious.
“Fuck yeah, suck it!” I said out loud, “Suck that cock!”
I stood up and moved closer to the two of them, still jacking myself off.
Mark’s groaning grew louder, and his leg muscles clenched. Her lips and tongue continued to work their magic. With a long series of up and down tongue strokes, she pushed him over the edge. His muscles let go as his body took over. Sensing where he was, she lifted her head and worked his reddened beast with one hand.
He unloaded with a violent twitch. Pulse after pulse of ejaculate spewed out of his cock and onto Carla’s face and breasts. She licked hungrily at the pools of jizz that fell on his stomach.
Carla looked up at me and smiled through a face full of thick, dripping spunk. I was tempted to come on her face myself but then turned a little away. A few seconds later, I shot my own cumwad onto the floor nearby. Carla laughed and clapped with delight. I looked over at Mark. His big smile told me he was exhausted, stunned, and deeply satisfied.
We helped Carla clean up, and I went to my room. Carla stayed the rest of that night in Mark’s room, but they didn’t go any further. The next night, though, she came back, and this time they had hot, raging sex. I didn’t witness that in person, but I got to hear enough of it to tease him the next morning. Mark and Carla went on to do a lot more the rest of the summer, and for a while I took a turn as the lonely guy.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7hvvwm/watching_my_friend_get_his_first_blowjob_mf
Wow dude, great story! Did you get to watch anything else between them??