A whipped crea[m] blowjob [f]rom my girlfriend.

I remember vividly a night about a month after my now-wife (then girlfriend) and I had crossed the oral sex boundary in our relationship.

We were out with a group of her friends celebrating someone’s birthday with a night of bar hopping, and when the night ended we were fortunate enough to be able to walk back to her place from the last bar that we’d been at. This was the first time my girlfriend of about 4 months and I had tipped over from the bordeline of buzzed to drunk, and it led to a very fun time.

Part of why I have a very clear memory of the night is because it was my half-birthday, which isn’t really a thing except that I was using it as an excuse to try to get a bit of extra fun from my girlfriend, joking that the bar crawls was for our other friend’s acutal birthday but also in honor of my half birthday, and messing around with her by asking about what present she had for me, etc.

[M]y wi[f]e and I reminisced about the first time she blew me.

A long time ago, [I wrote a story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1psv3j/remembering_my_first_blowjob_mf/) about the first time my now-wife gave me a blowjob, which was the first she’d given and the first I’d received. This post revisits that, but from her perspective.

On our most recent anniversary, my wife and I were staying in a fancy hotel after a lovely dinner, a lot of drinking, and a fun conversation remembering our early time together. When we got back to our room and we were in bed together, that conversation took a more sexual turn. My wife was already naked and she was pulling my last piece of clothing off.

I asked her, “Do you remember what you were thinking the first time you took my underwear off?”

“I was excited and turned on, knowing that I was about to see a man naked for the first time.”

“What else?”

“I was wondering what this would look like,” she said as she started to slowly rub my cock. “How big it would be. Whether I’d be able to get into my mouth. If you were going to be circumcised and if I’d even be able to tell one way or another.”

Giving [m]y girl[f]riend her first oral sex and orgasm.

(NOTE: Quite a bit of build-up in this story. Scroll down to the line break if you want to skip it.)

My girlfriend and I were both out of college, but still in our early 20’s. I’d just returned home from a week-long business trip, which was the first time that my girlfriend of just over 3 months and I had really spent any real time apart since we’d started dating. The night before I’d left for that trip had been a great one — [she gave me my first blowjob](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1psv3j/remembering_my_first_blowjob_mf/), which was also the first one she’d ever given.

She hadn’t wanted to do anything else that night other than cuddle. The next day (a Sunday), I left for my trip but I made sure that flowers were delivered to her so that she’d know that I was thinking about her while I was away.

I returned home late on a Friday night, so it wasn’t until Saturday (exactly a week later) that we were able to see each other. That Saturday night was one of those perfect early-in-a-relationship nights of sexual tension and excitement, when you know sexy things are going to happen but a big part of the fun is the anticipation and lead-up to it. My girlfriend was house-sitting for a friend of hers that weekend, so we had a house all to ourselves for some alone time on Saturday night and all day Sunday.

Halloween oral sex & 69 with [m]y girl[f]riend.

Some years ago, my then girlfriend and I were invited to a Halloween party at the home of one of her best friends. Every year since, on Halloween, I relive the memories of that night. This year, I thought I'd write it down.

We weren't particularly inspired by costume ideas that year, so she dressed as a sexy cheerleader and I threw on a football jersey. So the night started with me already a bit more turned on that usual, since as part of the cheerleader outfit, she did her makeup in a really pretty way, with (foreshadowing) red lipstick. She very rarely wore makeup, so she was looking really good: 5'7", brunette, a slim frame proportionate to her body with the perky C-cup breasts that make mid-twenties girls so beautiful.

As we were getting ready earlier in the evening, she made a point of not letting me see her naked while also dropping a few subtle reminders that she'd had her legs waxed the previous day. This left me tantalized that maybe she'd had them extend that waxing to her pussy, which she had never had completely bald but which she knew was a fantasy of mine.

[M]y New Year’s Eve [F]uck — Long story, long time ago

I've written in the past about the fact that before I met my wife, I didn't really have a lot of positive sexual experiences. This story is about the one exception to that — other than with my wife, the best sex that I've ever had.

I was a bit of a late bloomer when it came to sex, alcohol, and especially sex after having consumed a bit of alcohol. So I was in my mid-20s before I fully figured out that a couple of drinks dulled my senses enough that I could still really enjoy sex, but also last an extra-long time.

The night that I really figured this out was a New Year's Eve in the mid-2000's. My girlfriend at the time was in her mid-20's. She was about 5'6" and around 130 pounds. She had shoulder-length hair, B cup breasts, and kept herself trimmed but (unfortunately for my fantasies) never shaved or waxed.

We had both spent Christmas with our respective families before flying back to where we both lived for New Year's. So we hadn't seen each other for about a week, and the sexual energy between us was higher than normal. That night she wore a simple outfit — a blue dress with a plunging neckline that she knew was one of my favorites, a necklace (white gold heart) that I'd given her, and a pair of low heels.