My first boyfriend was the kind of guy that made your heart skip a beat. He had piercing blue eyes that seemed to look right into your soul, and a smile that could light up a room. His wavy brown hair was always perfectly tousled, as if he had just gotten out of bed. He was tall and athletic, with broad shoulders and a toned chest that made my knees weak every time I saw him shirtless.
Giving my boyfriend a blowjob had been on my mind for a while. In fact, I had even masturbated to the idea a few times. I was excited at the prospect of pleasing him in that way and I was confident that I would be able to give him a great time. So when the opportunity presented itself one hot summer evening, I didn’t hesitate to bring it up. My boyfriend was more than happy to oblige and we both knew it would be an intimate and exciting experience for both of us.
As I leaned down between my boyfriend’s legs, I could feel my heart racing with excitement and nerves. I had never done this before and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to please him. But I was determined to try my best.