[MF] I taught my shy girlfriend how to suck my cock on New Year’s Eve

*Note: This is a true story about my ex-girlfriend, who I am calling here Analise. I hope you enjoy it! I love to hear from my readers, so please leave a comment or reach out with a chat or message.*

I’d been dating Analise for a few months. She was a short girl with pale skin and dark black hair, large soft breasts and a heart-shaped face. Though she was shy in crowds, with me she had a great sense of humor, and we had fun in bed.

Analise had let me know she had a bad gag reflex. She didn’t like to have her neck touched, ever. And she really struggled with oral sex. She’d had such bad experiences in the past that she just stayed away from blowjobs.

New Year’s Eve was coming up, and Analise let me know she wanted to give me a treat. After midnight, she wanted to give me a blowjob.

I was obviously really excited by this. But I was also curious how Analise planned on sucking me off with her bad gag reflex.

[MF] I thought my nerdy date was shy… until she deep-throated me on the drive home!

I met Selina online when I was single. She was cute, nerdy, and agreed to go on a date. We decided to drive out to the beach and have a picnic.

I picked up Selina outside her apartment. She came out in jeans, a striped t-shirt, and a black hoodie. She had long blonde hair and glasses with black frames. When we hugged, I could feel her breasts, which were larger than usual for her skinny frame, pressed against me.

We picked up some burgers from a local place and drove out to the beach, about an hour drive. We talked along the way. Selina was shy, and although she was very agreeable, I often had to ask her a lot of questions to get her to tell me about herself. We connected a lot on books, movies, and video games.

I could already see how the night was going to go. We’d sit on the beach, eat our food, maybe walk a bit. I’d drive her back, we’d hug, and that would be it. She just didn’t seem like the kind of girl to even kiss on a first date.

[MF] Discovering a nerdy girl’s kinks during an accidental booty call

I’d gone on a few dates with Veronica, but we hadn’t slept together. She was a nerdy girl, short with purple hair and glasses. She had an amazingly curvy body, with wide hips, a big ass, and huge breasts.

My roommates were out for the weekend, and I was chatting with Veronica online. It was late, and I was getting tired, so I said I was going to go to bed. Jokingly, she asked if I was going to feel lonely in bed. I replied that I wouldn’t feel lonely if she came over.

I had no intentions of inviting Veronica over for a booty call. She lived forty-five minutes away, and it was pretty late, so I was only joking. But Veronica took it seriously. She said she was packing a bag and would start driving soon.

I tidied up as best as I could, and soon Veronica was at the door.

Now I’d gotten to know Veronica a little on our dates. I knew she was a kinky girl, but we hadn’t shared our kink lists or anything. I was already excited, knowing I was going to get laid, but I had no idea just where the night would go.

[M]y girl[F]riend gives me an explosive blowjob after a long drive

*Note: This is a true story about my ex-girlfriend Angie. If you like it, please leave me a comment or reach out. I’d love to write out some more of our adventures together.*

I was in a long-distance relationship for a while with Angie, a girl I’d been seeing for around three years. I’d moved about five hours away. Originally Angie and I had decided we would visit each other every other weekend, switching off who would travel. But it was very inconvenient for Angie to visit; her car was old, and she had to take the train to a town about forty-five minutes from where I lived.

Still, I looked forward to her visits. Angie had a high sex drive, and the weekends she visited were just wall-to-wall full of fucking. We would charge each other up during our two weeks apart, talking on the phone about our fantasies, breathing hard as we masturbated. And then I’d arrive at Angie’s, or she’d come by train, and we just wouldn’t be able to keep our hands off of each other’s bodies.

On the day of the story, I picked up Angie from the train depot. We kissed, got in the car, and started the long drive to my apartment.