Eating Pussy And /Or Sucking Dick For The First Time.

The first time I sucked dick was months after having my pussy eaten nearly every night by my first boyfriend. He was much older than me and we didn’t have sex for the first year of being together, usually he’d finger me suck on my nipples till I’d cum then fuck me with his tongue while he wanked. He either make himself cum all over himself or stand up and talk dirty to me while he wanked on my boobs or my pussy.. and came all over me.
The first time I ever felt the smoothness of foreskin and rock hard cock in my mouth, was just really just one of those nights, except he after he licked every inch of my soaking wet pussy, and stood in front of me he was so horny It made me so desperate for his dick, I could see the grip he had on his cock every stroke with his hand, getting faster and faster , something came over me and I was imagining how his warm cum would feel shooting all over my face, I wanted to feel it and taste it!
I started kissing his dick with every stroke, dick slowly kissing and licking his hand as it moved. He pulled my face closer to him his hand on the back of my head and I opened my mouth as he pushed it in, I didn’t manage to really suck it, as he held his dick down my throat, I felt it jump and there it was his warm sticky cum came squirting out as he squeezed his dick with his other hand pulling his dick out of my mouth slowly letting every last drop of cum drip all over my lips. It me so horny I begged him to fuck me, which he did, after months of me telling him I needed his dick inside me, I guess watching me swallow his cum was what made him decide I was ready.
 
The first time I sucked dick was months after having my pussy eaten nearly every night by my first boyfriend. He was much older than me and we didn’t have sex for the first year of being together, usually he’d finger me suck on my nipples till I’d cum then fuck me with his tongue while he wanked. He either make himself cum all over himself or stand up and talk dirty to me while he wanked on my boobs or my pussy.. and came all over me.
The first time I ever felt the smoothness of foreskin and rock hard cock in my mouth, was just really just one of those nights, except he after he licked every inch of my soaking wet pussy, and stood in front of me he was so horny It made me so desperate for his dick, I could see the grip he had on his cock every stroke with his hand, getting faster and faster , something came over me and I was imagining how his warm cum would feel shooting all over my face, I wanted to feel it and taste it!
I started kissing his dick with every stroke, dick slowly kissing and licking his hand as it moved. He pulled my face closer to him his hand on the back of my head and I opened my mouth as he pushed it in, I didn’t manage to really suck it, as he held his dick down my throat, I felt it jump and there it was his warm sticky cum came squirting out as he squeezed his dick with his other hand pulling his dick out of my mouth slowly letting every last drop of cum drip all over my lips. It me so horny I begged him to fuck me, which he did, after months of me telling him I needed his dick inside me, I guess watching me swallow his cum was what made him decide I was ready.
More stories like this please 🤭😏
 
The first time I sucked dick was months after having my pussy eaten nearly every night by my first boyfriend. He was much older than me and we didn’t have sex for the first year of being together, usually he’d finger me suck on my nipples till I’d cum then fuck me with his tongue while he wanked. He either make himself cum all over himself or stand up and talk dirty to me while he wanked on my boobs or my pussy.. and came all over me.
The first time I ever felt the smoothness of foreskin and rock hard cock in my mouth, was just really just one of those nights, except he after he licked every inch of my soaking wet pussy, and stood in front of me he was so horny It made me so desperate for his dick, I could see the grip he had on his cock every stroke with his hand, getting faster and faster , something came over me and I was imagining how his warm cum would feel shooting all over my face, I wanted to feel it and taste it!
I started kissing his dick with every stroke, dick slowly kissing and licking his hand as it moved. He pulled my face closer to him his hand on the back of my head and I opened my mouth as he pushed it in, I didn’t manage to really suck it, as he held his dick down my throat, I felt it jump and there it was his warm sticky cum came squirting out as he squeezed his dick with his other hand pulling his dick out of my mouth slowly letting every last drop of cum drip all over my lips. It me so horny I begged him to fuck me, which he did, after months of me telling him I needed his dick inside me, I guess watching me swallow his cum was what made him decide I was ready.
How was the fuck?
 
Is it a rule that we're not allowed to write about or sexual exploits or mini stories here? Because 1) I've been breaking that rule constantly 2) Why prevent the bulletin board from being sexy?!

But yes, very good anecdote sir👏

Giving head to a woman was a breeze my first time (and all times after that haha.) I know not to aggressively finger her, I know the exact texture of the g-spot, and mostly importantly, I focus on her clit from different direction and tongue movements and watch her reactions, keep going when I find that particular motion that makes her toes curl. A little teasing before hand by licking up and down her vulva, etc. That all sounds very scientific and unsexy but I was particularly TERRIFIED to be bad at lesbian sex haha

Unfortunately, even though I've been eaten out so many times, it's never happened when I was sober and I do not remember what it felt like :/ the men I've had since I stopped drinking did not give me head and I only made it to second base with the last girl I was dating until life got in the way of our relationship.

Sucking cock... that was 100% sober, and 100% ready to take it down my throat. I was extremely nervous because I'd only been with women before, but it turned out my porn watching served me well. I knew to tease him by licking up and down his shaft, jerking him off as I sucked the tip until he groaned, and then simultaneously licking his glans. His hips bucked involuntarily and he grabbed my head to push his cock deeper in my mouth. And I was not surprised that I could deepthroat him pretty fantastically, my gag reflex is weak, but most importantly, I WAS EAGER. I choked on his cock and he actually said, "you can stop if it hurts." Haha yeah right buddy. Bobbed my head and sucked it even harder.

I only blew him for about 9 minutes before he told me he was about to cum and I needed to stop so he can penetrate me, since he was eager to cum in my pussy. He didn't last long inside me either hahaha. Most efficient sex I've ever had. I need a guy to last longer than that, I want more.
It’s either a curse or a blessing,I last forever
 
First pussy licking exercise- c 1976~ a restrained affair as despite weeks of finger action, we had no privacy. So a Sunday afternoon drive we parked up in a country lane (not as common as you'd think) for privacy from other road users and climbed into the back seat.
Slight problem as she'd explained, her period was starting, so I had to restrain myself and just lick her labia and clit to give her an orgasm...
A week later we found an opportunity to try again... was the feature event of foreplay for next 2-3 years of course... and I was of legal age here, which I won't mention...
 
Not to be different, but my first time in tasting a woman (who later became my wife) was not great for me. I actually did not like it. But she did, and that is kind of my personality. I give 110 percent on anything I do, so I just kept at it because sex is only being half about you, the other half is pleasing someone else. A lot of people forget that part.

It did not take me long to get used to it though, and even enjoy it.

Today, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE tasting a lady. It is just an honor to devote full attention to them. My time will cum... literally, but for the moment, its fun to make it all about them.

I have been told by lady's I am REALLY good at it, and I am glad. It just honestly did not start out that way for me.
 
My first time eating pussy was with an older woman. She had seduced me. She got me back to her place and we started fucking. I was new to the whole sex thing so I got close to orgasm very quickly. She made me stop a few times and eventually, she showed me how to eat pussy. I was surprised that I could make a woman orgasm that way and she did a good job of showing me how to do it. I was willing to do anything to please her because I felt like I didn't satisfy her during intercourse.

I started to become good at it and she enjoyed my time giving her oral.

I have never given a blowjob, but I did have a woman come to my hotel room one day when I was on a business trip. She brought a strapon and was going to fuck me with it I thought. Instead, she just undressed, put it on, and made me get on my knees in front of her while she was standing. She made me give her a blowjob. She kept pushing the dildo further down my throat and I kept resisting. I was getting close to gagging. She used small movements and started fucking my face. Just as it went down my throat a scary distance she had an orgasm and held me in place shaking. I was able to breathe, barely.

ES
 
I had sucked cock, and discovered that I enjoyed doing it very much, long before I discovered how to interact with girls, they were always an exotic alien species, beguiling, desirable, but forever out of reach. Guys were easier to understand, and accessible. It was only later that I was able to transfer my passion for giving oral to pussy, and I was instantly intoxicated. Pussy is awesomely magical, and feeling her convulse in orgasm around my tongue is one of my most profound experiences...
 
Years ago a group of us used to go swimming up at a nearby lake. That became skinny dipping which in turn became nude sunbathing. A guy and a girl would sometimes quietly slip away for some privacy. I did once and received my first experience of oral sex. I lasted about 20 seconds before I orgasmed. Then I returned the favour. So a double first experience.
 
My first girlfriend liked to think she was a swinging, liberal, free-love hippie. She was not. Once we finally had sex, she basically limited our activity to kissing, petting, and intercourse. I remember how quickly and completely she shut down the notion of her sucking my cock.

My second girlfriend didn't talk about sex. Our evenings would end on her couch, us kissing and petting, me fingering her. One evening I started kissing my way down from her mouth to her big tits and down to her pussy. I slid her panties down and eased her legs apart and just started kissing and rubbing my lips on her hairy mound. It was a simple matter to do more of what she responded to and I got pretty good at oral sex pretty quickly, at least based on the frequency and power of her orgasms. And since then, eating pussy has been my favorite sexual activity.
 
I was on my third or fourth girlfriend when I finally mustered up the courage to lick pussy. My ego was greatly gratified when her thighs clamped around my head. The next girlfriend commented that I was a natural at eating pussy. She also crudely informed me that I was on the large side when sucking my dick. She came up for air and said, 'that thing might hurt!'
 
Years ago a group of us used to go swimming up at a nearby lake. That became skinny dipping which in turn became nude sunbathing. A guy and a girl would sometimes quietly slip away for some privacy. I did once and received my first experience of oral sex. I lasted about 20 seconds before I orgasmed. Then I returned the favour. So a double first experience.
So you were a late starter, Tess...?
 
Mmm--thanks!! It's a treat to roll back the clock and remember "the first(s)"

I was a late bloomer, a college Jr before any girl got me off. My fiancée and I finally got each other's cherries when I was 20, but by then hers was the third pussy I'd eaten, and the first two girls had sucked me off in return.

My first time diving into pussy was an absolute delight! She was slender and fit, a natural blonde--long and flowing hair with a delicate blond bush--and flat as a board. She invited me to a campus ball and we ended up back at her apartment. She was the first girl I'd been completely naked with and the sight of her had me tingling. She wouldn't french kiss, and didn't want to fuck, but boy oh boy the alternative! In bed making out, I overcame my reservations and went down on her--and surprised myself by loving it! She blew me with skill and enthusiasm and (also to my surprise) I lasted long enough to make it outstanding. I woke up sometime in the wee hours and pulled back the covers to get out of bed. She was asleep on her back, her naked form lighted by a streetlight filtering through the shades. It was and still is the most beautiful sight I've ever encountered. That memory is seared in my mind and I love it!
 
First time eating pussy was with my future wife. I didn't really know what i was doing but muddled my way through it with pretty good success according to her moans and reactions . It didn't take me long to figure it out and become proficient at it .

The first bj I received was another story . I was pretty young and had no idea what to expect . It was over in probably 3 minutes and I was hooked !

My wife and I have enjoyed many years of oral including many mutual 69 orgasms . Luckily for me giving bj's has become a fetish for her .
 
I had sucked cock, and discovered that I enjoyed doing it very much, long before I discovered how to interact with girls, they were always an exotic alien species, beguiling, desirable, but forever out of reach. Guys were easier to understand, and accessible. It was only later that I was able to transfer my passion for giving oral to pussy, and I was instantly intoxicated. Pussy is awesomely magical, and feeling her convulse in orgasm around my tongue is one of my most profound experiences...
"Pussy is awesomely magical...."

Agree....
 
My first time giving head was in a boyfriend’s pickup truck. We both still lived at home, so the car was one of the few areas of privacy we got together. Over time things went from making out to making out with lots of touching over clothes. He had been pressuring me to do more and more physically, as he’d already had sex with past partners before me (he was two years older).

Finally, one day in the heat of the moment while we are making out, he asks me to give him head. I’d said no to doing it a lot prior to that point, but this particular time I reluctantly agreed.

He excitedly unzipped his jeans and shimmied down his pants enough to free his hard cock which was slathered in precum from the excitement of us kissing and touching. He wasn’t particularly big and had a pretty thick bush. I had a general idea of what giving a blowjob was, having seen it in some videos online, and occasional girl-talk with a friend who had done it before.

Even with this knowledge I was nervous and admittedly was pretty clunky doing it. Fortunately, he didn’t last long so the experience didn’t last more than a minute. He came quickly into my mouth and as he did I stopped moving, holding the load there until he was done. Unsure of what to do, I swallowed his cum. He was surprised I swallowed it, saying his previous girlfriends had either spit it out or refused to let him cum in their mouth at all. Me not knowing any better, didn’t mind it, and it gave me some pride that it was something he was so excited about.

That particular boyfriend was a pretty selfish lover. I lost my virginity to him, as well, a few weeks later. I gave him head four or five times before I finally gave into sex, and probably did it a half dozen more times before we ended up breaking up.

In the end, I wasn’t very good at giving head and didn’t enjoy sex when I was with him, but he didn’t seem to care as he found the fulfillment he needed. In future relationships, I had better partners who helped me turn that weakness into a strength, and in turn develop a deep appreciation for giving head.
 
I remember it was Wendy’s birthday and I spent an hour between her teenage thighs licking and sucking her blonde cunt … on the floor in her bedroom at her party, it was fantastic and ever since then , I love to eat cunt…40 years of eating cunt now
 
The first time a guy went down on me was with the third boyfriend I eventually slept with.

The first two boyfriends weren’t very good sexually. They sought out their own sexual satisfaction, and any I found along the way was really my own business. Sex was very much about them, and I was just the attractive stimulant that helped them reach their satisfaction.

My third boyfriend was very different. He was easily one of the healthiest sexual relationships I’ve ever had. We were both very comfortable with each other and open about our feelings and exploring how to be a better partner sexually for the other. While we eventually ended up going down separate paths in life, I still think back fondly on our time together and credit him with how sexually comfortable I am today.

His family’s house had a basement and he was an only child. Neither parent ever ventured down to said basement, which made it the perfect hangout spot. A small couch and decent sized TV were down there. His parents didn’t seem to care if we spent hours down there alone, either thankful we weren’t in their business or ignorant to think we weren’t down there doing more than watching movies and TV.

Essentially, we’d go down there and start watching something, and by 15 minutes we were all over each other. We took things relatively slow early on. Neither of us were virgins, but neither had a great deal of sexual experience either (I had probably a slight edge on him in that department).

It was late on a Friday night. His parents were out for the night, so it was just the two of us on the couch in his basement. The only light coming from the TV set. I had given him blowjobs four or five times by this point, and he had almost always reciprocated with fingering. He had yet to see me naked, or really in any form of undress, as his fingering normally took place with him just reaching down my shorts.

I’m not sure if it was the fact we had the house to ourselves, or maybe just the natural progression of our relationship, but this particular night I was feeling extra cheeky. We started as normal with lots of heavy kissing and touching. After a while, I knelt down in front of the couch, which was his sign to pull it out so I could give him head.

This time, however, as he was pulling down his shorts, I pulled off my shirt and undid my bra. Even in the low light of the basement, the sight of my bust on display was almost too much for him. I had barely given him a few strokes before he came.

I was a touch disappointed he hadn’t lasted longer, but was obviously flattered at his excitement. He apologized for not lasting longer and said he wanted to make it up to me.

He asked me to lie back on the couch and relax. He spent a minute or two admiring my breasts: touching, rubbing, kissing. He then slid my shorts off. While I hadn’t planned on him seeing me naked that night, I too was lost in the excitement and didn’t mind that I was now fully nude in front of him.

He spread my legs and I assumed he was simply going to finger me as he normally did. He had gotten me pretty close to orgasm a few times before fingering, but hadn’t been able to do quite enough to push me over the top. To that point, I’d yet to experience an orgasm with another person (I had plenty of times in solo play).

Initially, he started fingering me, but I soon felt something warm and wet on my pussy lips. I looked down and saw his face down in my lap, with his tongue slowly working along my slit. It was immediately some of the best pleasure I’d experienced with another person. Whether on purpose or by accident, he quickly found my clit and massaged it with his tongue. Between that and his fingers working inside me, it took very little time for me to climax. It was the first truly pleasurable sexual experience I’d experienced with another person.

We got better together over time in all the things we did sexually. Even though it technically wasn’t the best I ever had, that orgasm is one that will forever be stuck in my brain. I often go back in time to that night.
 
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The first time a guy went down on me was with the third boyfriend I eventually slept with.

The first two boyfriends weren’t very good sexually. They sought own their own sexual satisfaction, and any I found along the way was really my own business. Sex was very much about them, and I was just the attractive stimulant that helped them reach their satisfaction.

My third boyfriend was very different. He was easily one of the healthiest sexual relationships I’ve ever had. We were both very comfortable with each other and open about our feelings and exploring how to be a better partner sexually for the other. While we eventually ended up going down separate paths in life, I still think back fondly on our time together and credit him with how sexually comfortable I am today.

His family’s house had a basement and he was an only child. Neither parent ever ventured down to said basement, which made it the perfect hangout spot. A small couch and decent sized TV were down there. His parents didn’t seem to care if we spent hours down there alone, either thankful we weren’t in their business or ignorant to think we weren’t down there doing more than watching movies and TV.

Essentially, we’d go down there and start watching something, and by 15 minutes we were all over each other. We took things relatively slow early on. Neither of us were virgins, but neither had a great deal of sexual experience either (I had probably a slight edge on him in that department).

It was late on a Friday night. His parents were out for the night, so it was just the two of us on the couch in his basement. The only light coming from the TV set. I had given him blowjobs four or five times by this point, and he had almost always reciprocated with fingering. He had yet to see me naked, or really in any form of undress, as his fingering normally took place with him just reaching down my shorts.

I’m not sure if it was the fact we had the house to ourselves, or maybe just the natural progression of our relationship, but this particular night I was feeling extra cheeky. We started as normal with lots of heavy kissing and touching. After a while, I knelt down in front of the couch, which was his sign to pull it out so I could give him head.

This time, however, as he was pulling down his shorts, I pulled off my shirt and undid my bra. Even in the low light of the basement, the sight of my bust on display was almost too much for him. I had barely given him a few strokes before he came.

I was a touch disappointed he hadn’t last longer, but was obviously flattered at his excitement. He apologized for not lasting longer and said he wanted to make it up to me.

He asked me to lie back on the couch and relax. He spent a minute or two admiring my breasts: touching, rubbing, kissing. He then slid my shorts off. While I hadn’t planned on him seeing me naked that night, I too was lost in the excitement and didn’t mind that I was now fully nude in front of him.

He spread my legs and I assumed he was simply going to finger me as he normally did. He had gotten me pretty close to orgasm a few times before fingering, but hadn’t been able to do quite enough to push me over the top. To that point, I’d yet to experience an orgasm with another person (I had plenty of times in solo play).

Initially, he started fingering me, but I soon felt something warm and wet on my pussy lips. I looked down and saw his face down in my lap, with his tongue slowly working along my slit. It was immediately some of the best pleasure I’d experienced with another person. Whether on purpose or by accident he quickly found my clit and massaged it with his tongue. Between that and his fingers working inside me, it took very little time for me to climax. It was the first truly pleasurable sexual experience I’d experienced with another person.

We got better together over time in all the things we did sexually. Even though it technically wasn’t the best I ever had, that orgasm is one that will forever be stuck in my brain. I often go back in time to that night.
That is a great story!
 
The first time a guy went down on me was with the third boyfriend I eventually slept with.

The first two boyfriends weren’t very good sexually. They sought out their own sexual satisfaction, and any I found along the way was really my own business. Sex was very much about them, and I was just the attractive stimulant that helped them reach their satisfaction.

My third boyfriend was very different. He was easily one of the healthiest sexual relationships I’ve ever had. We were both very comfortable with each other and open about our feelings and exploring how to be a better partner sexually for the other. While we eventually ended up going down separate paths in life, I still think back fondly on our time together and credit him with how sexually comfortable I am today.

His family’s house had a basement and he was an only child. Neither parent ever ventured down to said basement, which made it the perfect hangout spot. A small couch and decent sized TV were down there. His parents didn’t seem to care if we spent hours down there alone, either thankful we weren’t in their business or ignorant to think we weren’t down there doing more than watching movies and TV.

Essentially, we’d go down there and start watching something, and by 15 minutes we were all over each other. We took things relatively slow early on. Neither of us were virgins, but neither had a great deal of sexual experience either (I had probably a slight edge on him in that department).

It was late on a Friday night. His parents were out for the night, so it was just the two of us on the couch in his basement. The only light coming from the TV set. I had given him blowjobs four or five times by this point, and he had almost always reciprocated with fingering. He had yet to see me naked, or really in any form of undress, as his fingering normally took place with him just reaching down my shorts.

I’m not sure if it was the fact we had the house to ourselves, or maybe just the natural progression of our relationship, but this particular night I was feeling extra cheeky. We started as normal with lots of heavy kissing and touching. After a while, I knelt down in front of the couch, which was his sign to pull it out so I could give him head.

This time, however, as he was pulling down his shorts, I pulled off my shirt and undid my bra. Even in the low light of the basement, the sight of my bust on display was almost too much for him. I had barely given him a few strokes before he came.

I was a touch disappointed he hadn’t lasted longer, but was obviously flattered at his excitement. He apologized for not lasting longer and said he wanted to make it up to me.

He asked me to lie back on the couch and relax. He spent a minute or two admiring my breasts: touching, rubbing, kissing. He then slid my shorts off. While I hadn’t planned on him seeing me naked that night, I too was lost in the excitement and didn’t mind that I was now fully nude in front of him.

He spread my legs and I assumed he was simply going to finger me as he normally did. He had gotten me pretty close to orgasm a few times before fingering, but hadn’t been able to do quite enough to push me over the top. To that point, I’d yet to experience an orgasm with another person (I had plenty of times in solo play).

Initially, he started fingering me, but I soon felt something warm and wet on my pussy lips. I looked down and saw his face down in my lap, with his tongue slowly working along my slit. It was immediately some of the best pleasure I’d experienced with another person. Whether on purpose or by accident, he quickly found my clit and massaged it with his tongue. Between that and his fingers working inside me, it took very little time for me to climax. It was the first truly pleasurable sexual experience I’d experienced with another person.

We got better together over time in all the things we did sexually. Even though it technically wasn’t the best I ever had, that orgasm is one that will forever be stuck in my brain. I often go back in time to that night.
Beautiful description.
 
Sad. I had an office once with an attached exam room & table with stirrups. My wife wanted to try it out but the timing never came right with the risk of leaving unsupervised 9 & 11 year-old girl & boy on a Sunday afternoon.
 
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