*This is the continuation to [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7sk31f/f_the_second_blowjob_i_ever_gave/) post, in which me and my then-boyfriend made out and he fingered me for the first time until I came.* ?
As I roughly pushed Steven down on the bed, I could see the mixture of surprise and heat in his gaze. Having came from his fingers just minutes ago, I felt a sense of boldness and empowerment that I hadn’t before. I felt like there were no more secrets left between us, and I could finally open up and show him sides of myself that not even I had been aware of. It was intoxicating.
“You like being pushed around like that?” I purred, crawling naked up to where he lay. His eyes widened, and out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw his cock twitch.
“By you?” He said, playing along without missing a beat. “Definitely.” He reached out to touch me, but I slapped his hand away. Pinning him down against the bed like he had done to me earlier, I moved to straddle him. We both let out a moan as our bodies touched and our hips aligned.
Steven’s cock had deflated a little while he’d been pleasuring me earlier, but I felt him start to harden against me now. The sensation of his cock swelling underneath my bare, wet pussy left me breathing heavy, and I instinctively began rocking my hips.
We moaned in unison again, and I reached up to give him a fevered kiss. Because of the difference in our heights, I couldn’t grind and kiss him at the same time, so I sat up and let go of his wrists. His hands immediately went to my hips, and he rocked me back and forth on top of his cock, groaning and popping his hips up every now and then.
As much as I would have loved to just do that for the rest of the evening, I grabbed his hands and made him stop. I was still a virgin at the time, and wasn’t quite ready to lose that. I was afraid he might accidentally slip into me, with the way we were positioned. I explained this to him, and he agreed. He let me know how much he enjoyed being that close to me, though, and that he knew, when I was ready, it’d feel amazing to be inside me.
His words only stoked the heat in my stomach, and I kissed him hard, sucking and nibbling on his bottom lip. He groaned and reached around to squeeze my ass, which made me even wetter. Breaking away for a moment, I panted, “You can pull on my hair, if you want.”
He looked at me with excitement in his eyes. “Really?”
“Mmm, yes,” I moaned. Thinking I’d show him just how much the thought turned me on, I reached down and gave his cock a squeeze.
Steven’s body jerked, and with a growl, he attacked my mouth, before tangling a hand in my hair and yanking my head back. I gasped as the pain and pleasure collided inside of me, and began stroking his cock.
“You’re so hard,” I whispered to him, and he gave my hair another tug. He worked his way down my exposed neck and throat, leaving behind bruises that would last a week. I didn’t care.
Pulling away, I pushed him back down against the bed. “I want you in my mouth,” I told him, bluntly, too turned on to be coy.
His eyes got big, and his jaw actually dropped open a bit. “Okay,” he agreed, his voice a little shaky. I smiled and began kissing my way down his chest and abs, before he stopped me. He told me that he’d never been able to cum from oral before, so he didn’t want me to feel bad if I couldn’t finish him off.
At that time, I had never heard that some guys couldn’t cum from getting head (although it’s not as uncommon as I would have thought), so I was surprised. It didn’t really bother me, though, and I resolved to try my best, regardless. Assuring him that I just wanted to make him feel good, and that I wouldn’t be upset if he had to finish himself after, I resumed working my way down to his hips.
I told him to spread his legs, and I situated myself between them. I began by leaving gentle kisses across his groin, as I slowly massaged my hands up and down his inner thighs. Unlike my first blowjob, where the guy had pretty much done all the work, Steven was giving me the freedom to go at my own pace, and explore him as I liked.
Eventually making my way to his cock, I left a trail of soft kisses from the bottom of his shaft, all the way up to the tip, occasionally flicking my tongue out to massage against him. I sighed as I realized I could taste my pussy on his skin. Steven started breathing a little heavier, and I felt his body relax and take it all in.
Getting to the head of his dick, I flicked my tongue against him and swirled it around. He made a small noise, and I worked on his tip for the next minute. Feeling ready to move on to the main event, I looked up and locked eyes with Steven. I gave him a small smile and, without looking away, I lowered my lips on to him and sucked his cock into my mouth. He moaned for the first time since I’d started, and I squeezed his thighs in acknowledgement.
I started slow at first as I worked my way up and down his length. He was thicker than the other guy I’d blown, so I had to open my jaw wider than I’d expected. It didn’t take long, though, before I’d gotten accustomed to the feeling, and I began going a bit faster. I added more suction each time I drew my mouth back up to his tip, like I didn’t want to let him go.
After a few minutes of this, my jaw started to get tired, so I switched up tactics. Taking him out of my mouth, I gently cupped his balls in my hand and started licking up his shaft. Looking up, I saw Steven had his eyes closed, and his hands would occasionally fist up in the sheets. Encouraged by the sight of him clearly enjoying himself, I pressed on.
Getting an idea, I stopped to lick my lips and get them nice and wet. Maneuvering my tongue so that the underside of it was facing out and nestled between my lips, I leaned down and ran my mouth up and down along his length. My mouth must have felt like a pussy sliding across his cock; maybe even better, because he started moaning over and over again as I continued, gently massaging his balls in my hand.
Steven thrust his hips up against my mouth, and in a hoarse voice said, “Fuck, that feels amazing.” I moaned against him and went a little faster. I did this for a couple more minutes until I felt like my jaw was rested enough to try taking him in my mouth again.
Without hesitation, I buried his cock inside my mouth, and slid my head down until my face was pressed against his groin. He gasped and bucked his hips. He was fully inside me now, and there was no more of him left to take in. Pressing my face into his skin, I twisted my head from side to side, feeling his cock at the back of my throat. Steven panted and growled my name.
I moaned around him, and I knew he could feel it. Not sure how it would feel to him, I decided to really take advantage of my lack of a gag reflex. With him still buried deep inside my mouth, I moved my throat and tongue, contracting them as if I were trying to swallow his cock. I had no idea whether or not it would feel amazing to him, or just freak him out. Luckily, it was the former.
“Oh, my god,” he gasped, slamming his fist against the bed and clawing at the sheets. Grinning internally, I did this move a few more times, before Steven growled out, “Fuck, you’ve got me so close.” I nodded my head and redoubled my efforts. I went back to bobbing my head up and down his cock and sucking hard, as the noises he was making grew more and more frantic.
A few moments later, his hips jerked and I felt his cock throb as he came in my mouth. I raked my nails down his hips, doing my best to swallow everything down as he gasped and groaned above me.
Sitting back up, I wiped my mouth and Steven collapsed against the bed, breathing hard. I moved to lay next to him, and he immediately drew me into a sloppy, exhausted kiss. I grinned and nuzzled my head against his shoulder, feeling pretty proud of myself.
Steven seemed to be in a state of shock, which I found adorable. He was practically speechless, as he just kept saying, “Wow. That was… fuck. I mean… wow.” He turned me around and wrapped his arms around me, planting kisses along my back and struggling to express how much he’d enjoyed the experience. We lay like that for a while until I heard his breathing deepen, and he began to snore lightly. Closing my eyes, I tried to get some sleep, myself.
However, I ended up getting almost no sleep that night. Steven, I had found out over the past few days of sleeping over, was a very active dreamer. Every night I’d stayed over, he’d kept waking me up by either talking or kissing and groping me in his sleep. I’d found it pretty endearing, so I hadn’t minded getting handled.
With that in mind, I was prepared to be woken up again a few times that night, but it ended up being way worse than I anticipated.
The first time, I awoke to sounds of Steven moaning in his sleep. As my mind began to clear, I could make out a few of the words he was saying: “Your mouth… so good,” etc. I smiled to myself, my ego inflating just a bit at the thought of my BJ being so good that it was intruding on his dreams. I laid my head back down and tried to get back to sleep.
It felt like I had just finally managed to doze off again, when I woke up for the second time. My body was reacting to something, pleasure going through me, before I even realized what was happening. Steven was pressed up behind me, grinding his hard cock against my ass and tweaking my nipples. I moaned and his hand moved down between my legs to toy with my clit for a few seconds before he suddenly stopped. Looking back at him, I saw with shock and annoyance that he had fallen back asleep. He had gotten me just aroused enough to not be able to relax again.
I stayed awake the rest of that night. Every time I felt like I was maybe exhausted enough to finally get some rest, he would come at me again, moaning about how good my mouth felt around him and how he just wanted to be inside me. It was sweet and kinda hot, but needless to say, pretty frustrating.
The next morning, I was dead on my feet, but he was the cheeriest I’d ever seen him. All in all, I’d say it was worth it.
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