No strings cunnilingus

surely there are takers for this?

No takers?

Hmmm - so this is what hell feels like.
 
I'm glad to see my post is still going :)

Jumped back on here tonight as I'm crawling the walls with my craving for a taste!!! My offer is still very much on offer!
 
There was a guy in college with whom I had a NSA cunnilingus 'relationship'. The beginning of this 'relationship' is hazy (there was plenty of booze was involved), but it started with him 'admitting' that he had never gone down of a girl. At the time it didn't seem as crazy as it seems now, but I suggested that he could try on me. The deal was that it would strictly limited to just that. After a quick jump in the shower, I had him come to my room. I was there in a bathrobe with a t-shirt on underneath, but nothing else. I sat on the edge of my bed and he got on his knees, and then, well, he went down on me. I didn't offer any suggestions until he asked. When he asked if he was doing it right, I told him to try this and that. He did, and I suggested such and such. He wanted to learn, and I wanted to come, and soon I did. Our deal was that he'd go down on me until I was done, and then he'd leave. He never even removed his shirt, and he never saw me topless. He'd do me, and then he'd go back to his room and (I presume) jerk off. He eventually got pretty damned good at it, or perhaps more accurately, he got good at me. We probably had six or seven 'dates', and then one day he found himself an off-campus girlfriend, and he was barely ever seen again. That girlfriend probably had no idea, but she owed me a thank you card.

I look back at this now and think it is completely bizarre. Any questions?
 
There was a guy in college with whom I had a NSA cunnilingus 'relationship'. The beginning of this 'relationship' is hazy (there was plenty of booze was involved), but it started with him 'admitting' that he had never gone down of a girl. At the time it didn't seem as crazy as it seems now, but I suggested that he could try on me. The deal was that it would strictly limited to just that. After a quick jump in the shower, I had him come to my room. I was there in a bathrobe with a t-shirt on underneath, but nothing else. I sat on the edge of my bed and he got on his knees, and then, well, he went down on me. I didn't offer any suggestions until he asked. When he asked if he was doing it right, I told him to try this and that. He did, and I suggested such and such. He wanted to learn, and I wanted to come, and soon I did. Our deal was that he'd go down on me until I was done, and then he'd leave. He never even removed his shirt, and he never saw me topless. He'd do me, and then he'd go back to his room and (I presume) jerk off. He eventually got pretty damned good at it, or perhaps more accurately, he got good at me. We probably had six or seven 'dates', and then one day he found himself an off-campus girlfriend, and he was barely ever seen again. That girlfriend probably had no idea, but she owed me a thank you card.

I look back at this now and think it is completely bizarre. Any questions?

Doesnt seem bizzare at all....seems like a win-win.
 
There was a guy in college with whom I had a NSA cunnilingus 'relationship'. The beginning of this 'relationship' is hazy (there was plenty of booze was involved), but it started with him 'admitting' that he had never gone down of a girl. At the time it didn't seem as crazy as it seems now, but I suggested that he could try on me. The deal was that it would strictly limited to just that. After a quick jump in the shower, I had him come to my room. I was there in a bathrobe with a t-shirt on underneath, but nothing else. I sat on the edge of my bed and he got on his knees, and then, well, he went down on me. I didn't offer any suggestions until he asked. When he asked if he was doing it right, I told him to try this and that. He did, and I suggested such and such. He wanted to learn, and I wanted to come, and soon I did. Our deal was that he'd go down on me until I was done, and then he'd leave. He never even removed his shirt, and he never saw me topless. He'd do me, and then he'd go back to his room and (I presume) jerk off. He eventually got pretty damned good at it, or perhaps more accurately, he got good at me. We probably had six or seven 'dates', and then one day he found himself an off-campus girlfriend, and he was barely ever seen again. That girlfriend probably had no idea, but she owed me a thank you card.

I look back at this now and think it is completely bizarre. Any questions?



I was a sophomore in college. She was in one of my classes. We became friendly and as you suggested wine or liquor was involved but she was adamant No Fucking. But she was Ok with oral and we did lots of that. I don’t recall seeing her breasts until one of our last encounters. She played the cello, moved to Belgium, never to hear from her again.


So….yes it happens. Loved it.
 
There was a guy in college with whom I had a NSA cunnilingus 'relationship'. The beginning of this 'relationship' is hazy (there was plenty of booze was involved), but it started with him 'admitting' that he had never gone down of a girl. At the time it didn't seem as crazy as it seems now, but I suggested that he could try on me. The deal was that it would strictly limited to just that. After a quick jump in the shower, I had him come to my room. I was there in a bathrobe with a t-shirt on underneath, but nothing else. I sat on the edge of my bed and he got on his knees, and then, well, he went down on me. I didn't offer any suggestions until he asked. When he asked if he was doing it right, I told him to try this and that. He did, and I suggested such and such. He wanted to learn, and I wanted to come, and soon I did. Our deal was that he'd go down on me until I was done, and then he'd leave. He never even removed his shirt, and he never saw me topless. He'd do me, and then he'd go back to his room and (I presume) jerk off. He eventually got pretty damned good at it, or perhaps more accurately, he got good at me. We probably had six or seven 'dates', and then one day he found himself an off-campus girlfriend, and he was barely ever seen again. That girlfriend probably had no idea, but she owed me a thank you card.

I look back at this now and think it is completely bizarre. Any questions?
more then a Thank you she probably owes you a few sessions.....
 
There was a guy in college with whom I had a NSA cunnilingus 'relationship'. The beginning of this 'relationship' is hazy (there was plenty of booze was involved), but it started with him 'admitting' that he had never gone down of a girl. At the time it didn't seem as crazy as it seems now, but I suggested that he could try on me. The deal was that it would strictly limited to just that. After a quick jump in the shower, I had him come to my room. I was there in a bathrobe with a t-shirt on underneath, but nothing else. I sat on the edge of my bed and he got on his knees, and then, well, he went down on me. I didn't offer any suggestions until he asked. When he asked if he was doing it right, I told him to try this and that. He did, and I suggested such and such. He wanted to learn, and I wanted to come, and soon I did. Our deal was that he'd go down on me until I was done, and then he'd leave. He never even removed his shirt, and he never saw me topless. He'd do me, and then he'd go back to his room and (I presume) jerk off. He eventually got pretty damned good at it, or perhaps more accurately, he got good at me. We probably had six or seven 'dates', and then one day he found himself an off-campus girlfriend, and he was barely ever seen again. That girlfriend probably had no idea, but she owed me a thank you card.

I look back at this now and think it is completely bizarre. Any questions?

I'd love to hear him tell his side of the story. I wonder he looks back and laughs or if he feels like he was gypped somehow.
 
I'd love to hear him tell his side of the story. I wonder he looks back and laughs or if he feels like he was gypped somehow.

I'd have to believe he was enjoying it. You know, sometimes people drift into and out of our lives. We share what we share. I'd have to think him a lucky guy!
 
Maybe he turned religious and feels guilty about the sodomy. Maybe he's cursing himself for never getting to see my breasts.
 
Why didn't you ever let him see your breasts?

It was just because we established the ground rule of it just being about 'practicing' cunnilingus and nothing else. I never 'returned the favor' by getting him off or got completely naked or anything else. He wasn't a boyfriend at all.
 
It was just because we established the ground rule of it just being about 'practicing' cunnilingus and nothing else. I never 'returned the favor' by getting him off or got completely naked or anything else. He wasn't a boyfriend at all.

Well I 'm sure you were a good teacher and he was all the wiser for it, boobs or no! Thanks for sharing your story.
 
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