Remebering your first game of French Baseball

[brandylyn1973]

as per suggestion to start my own thread...

Who remebers their first oral sex experience? I called it French Bseball because the first guy I ever let go down did so by asking if he get to third in France. I knew what he meant because we had already been feeling each other and he's already been sucking my tits. Did I mention we were in high school. During our make out sessions we both got really hot and horny, but neithe of us had ever had an orgasm in front of the other; and my self induced ones were just small twitches. Nothing fantastic.

At first I was disgusted by the idea, but when he told me how much he really wanted to and that I didn't have to do it to him, I said ok. I was visiting him during winter chritmas break and were making out on his bed... He asked me if I was ready I told him I was. He started by gently kissing my belly and gliding his hands over my thighs...felt wonderful and i was tingling. Then he slowly brushed past my pubic area and just kissed me...lightly at first, then he started to suck just a bit on my button and I felt a wave of pleasure and warmth over me.

He glanced up to see if I wanted him to continue... I told him yes. He gingerly spread my lips open a bit then glided his tongue up from the bottom then in a circle. My body was starting to quiver more now, I could feel little spasms as he continued. THen his tongue really let loose. Exporing my virginity, and lapping me like a cat. I was starting to feel that I needed to scream, but couldn't. He kept licking and sucking until I involuntarily bucked my pelvis more into his face.

THe feeling of pressure was building so much now that I was just had to release. With my hips still raised, his face pressed against me, I came. I could feel myself getting wetter, and was honestly afarid I had peed, but didn't. He licked me just after, and I jumped. He looke into my eyes and his face was glowing with my juices. He wiped his mouth before he climbed up on top of me to kiss me. I could tell he very turned on by what he did. But he just kissed me some more, and asked me how I liked it. All I could say was Oh my g-d. He smiled and laid down next to me to cuddle.

To be continued...my first fallatio

 

[zukethecuke]

Ah! To be young again, when everything was new!

Especially exploring a woman with my tongue!

Oral sex shouldn't be just a brief phase in the progression of love-making. It should be an end in itself, even if it isn't the final event. Sex is a craft, and going down on a woman is a special talent, to be practiced and perfected.

Let me join you in praise of cunnilingus. Sit comfortably in a well-upholstered chair, lean back, close your eyes, hike your skirts, and I will kneel before you and praise your thighs with kisses: soft, gentle kisses just above your left knee, front and side, then the right knee, front and side and inside, then returning to the left, inside and inside and above and inside until your muscles relax and your knees part further and I can kiss high on the right, moister kisses now, inhaling your aroma and tasting your skin, pushing your skirts up further and pushing your thighs apart further and pushing my face into those places where your thighs do not swell out but in, taught tendons spanning God's own groin vaults, moist hollows separating each thigh from the center of your creation, the focus of both our attentions -- and I kiss gently again, at first, left and right, and part you gently again, and kiss now not soft, pale skin but juicy, red lust, tracing with my tongue a line between inner and out lips, bottom to top, and above, and over, and down the other side, and then centering, pausing, pressing deep then rising, drawing my tongue up over your contours, feeling it slip into your depths and then ride out and up and over the top, pressing lightly on your clitoris before flicking past its hood, then returning to the depths and slowly repeating, and again plunging and licking slowly upwards, and again but not so slowly, and again but not lingering, and again, and again, and rapidly again, again, again, again again again again again until you cry out and snap your legs closed, crossed at the knees behind my head, burying my face, pinning me where I would stay forever, or until you begin to breathe again, permitting me to do so, too.

 

[brandylyn1973]

a response worth waiting for

oohhhh.... close my eyes and I'm there... enjoying myself immensley (sp?)

 

[tabber]

brandylyn, that was amazing. you have to put that into a full story. can't wait to read more!

 

[brandylyn1973]

brandylyn, that was amazing. you have to put that into a full story. can't wait to read more!

thanks.. i wasn't even thinking about that as a story... maybe

 

[zukethecuke]

oohhhh.... close my eyes and I'm there... enjoying myself immensley (sp?)

It was good for me, too....

 

[brandylyn1973]

Thanks for the feedback

I want to say thanks for the nice pm feedbacks I have been getting. It is really building my confidence to continue writing. I am working on putting my first blow job experience up... have to think about it.

 

[RunningJib]

Once or Twice?

I so love eating pussy. I love how a woman reacts and becomes helpless. But I’ll only do it if we have time to enjoy it more than once. After all, there is no sense in rushing good head.
Generally, I like to start w/ her neck and ear lobes. I’ll begin w/ a gentle kiss and nibbling my way down the length of her body as she disrobes. It is absolutely a thrill to outline her spine with my tongue. It is especially dramatic as I continue to traverse the crack of her ass, I so love how her body moves in anticipation, even though I’ll only linger upon her thighs so that I can find my way behind her knees. Imagine the tension. A lot of guys talk about how they enjoy the taste of pussy, but if you’re doing her right, she’s wet, horny and her scent is beginning to fill the room. Now you have her full attention and there aren’t any distractions to be concerned with.

Moving along her thighs, I’ll outline her soft and subtle skin with the very tip of my tongue and nose, till I find myself on her warm mound. Now’s the time to get good and comfortable. Make certain we have good purchase. Position myself so that both of my hands are available as I want her to know the two of us are going to make an evening of this.

Using my tongue to part her lips I’ll open her pussy, probing and gently begin w/ a tongue fuck. Now she’s good and wet. Once her hips begin to sway and rock, I move to her clit. Notice how her clit is firm and beginning to become engorged. That’s what we call sweet meat. You suck on it and gently lick it. (we’re good at this because we love it!) Of course, all women are different so we make certain we experiment a bit to find what she wants. Do we just go side to side or up and down? Once I discover how to rock her boat, I begin to concentrate.

When you’re in the grove her thighs begin to quake and magically her hands are a top of your head and she’s got a hold of your hair like a jockey on a horse. Love the irony? Of course we do, we let her drive now. Of course she’s urging you on. We’re going to listen and make certain she gets everything she wants.

Doesn’t matter if she quiet or a moaner, but once her back arches and your head is in that death squeeze between her thighs we know she’s reached that promise land. Just give her a moment, but all the while my tongue is buried deep in her pussy again enjoying her spasms. she can beg for a kiss, threaten to kill me if I don’t stop, but I don’t. My tongue is buried. Deep, deep in her pussy until she catches her breathe—only to begin again.

 

[brandylyn1973]

it's gettin hot in here...

I so love eating pussy. I love how a woman reacts and becomes helpless. But I’ll only do it if we have time to enjoy it more than once. After all, there is no sense in rushing good head.
Generally, I like to start w/ her neck and ear lobes. I’ll begin w/ a gentle kiss and nibbling my way down the length of her body as she disrobes. It is absolutely a thrill to outline her spine with my tongue. It is especially dramatic as I continue to traverse the crack of her ass, I so love how her body moves in anticipation, even though I’ll only linger upon her thighs so that I can find my way behind her knees. Imagine the tension. A lot of guys talk about how they enjoy the taste of pussy, but if you’re doing her right, she’s wet, horny and her scent is beginning to fill the room. Now you have her full attention and there aren’t any distractions to be concerned with.

Moving along her thighs, I’ll outline her soft and subtle skin with the very tip of my tongue and nose, till I find myself on her warm mound. Now’s the time to get good and comfortable. Make certain we have good purchase. Position myself so that both of my hands are available as I want her to know the two of us are going to make an evening of this.

Using my tongue to part her lips I’ll open her pussy, probing and gently begin w/ a tongue fuck. Now she’s good and wet. Once her hips begin to sway and rock, I move to her clit. Notice how her clit is firm and beginning to become engorged. That’s what we call sweet meat. You suck on it and gently lick it. (we’re good at this because we love it!) Of course, all women are different so we make certain we experiment a bit to find what she wants. Do we just go side to side or up and down? Once I discover how to rock her boat, I begin to concentrate.

When you’re in the grove her thighs begin to quake and magically her hands are a top of your head and she’s got a hold of your hair like a jockey on a horse. Love the irony? Of course we do, we let her drive now. Of course she’s urging you on. We’re going to listen and make certain she gets everything she wants.

Doesn’t matter if she quiet or a moaner, but once her back arches and your head is in that death squeeze between her thighs we know she’s reached that promise land. Just give her a moment, but all the while my tongue is buried deep in her pussy again enjoying her spasms. she can beg for a kiss, threaten to kill me if I don’t stop, but I don’t. My tongue is buried. Deep, deep in her pussy until she catches her breathe—only to begin again.

OMG... i came reading this.... with a little help from friend...

 

[RunningJib]

Could I do you again?

OMG... i came reading this.... with a little help from friend...

She is alone in a spare bed room surfing the internet. The house is dark, with the excepting of the monitor’ glow and a desk lamp. Engrossed in her surfing, she hasn’t notice her visitor who has let himself in via the back door.

No, don't move. Just stay at your desk. . . don’t turn around—you don’t need to see who I am. Just continue to surf. And as you do, let me loosen your robe. Comfy?

Isn’t it interesting how some many women just wrap themselves in a robe, but still have their panties on? Perhaps they are expecting someone? Tell me, were you expecting me?

My, you smell nice tonight. But that isn’t perfume is it?

With my arms wrapped around your shoulders, you don’t have too many options do you? But don’t you enjoy that tight squeeze that just borders upon restraint?

So, you enjoyed my little story? And with a little help you got yourself “over” the edge. Tell me, are you easily distracted? My baritone whispers have a reassuring lilt no? Tell me, while I nibble upon you ear lobes and neck you can continue to surf? Good. Then turn your head just slightly. And as you do, stick out your tongue—let me suck on it . . .like a good doggy fuck where my cock is deep inside of you and one hand upon your clit and our tongues are out like a could of wild dogs stretched out and mingling---don’t you just enjoy a true French kiss? (We’ll get to this later)

And how do my laborer’s hands feel upon your breasts and I rub, pinch and explore? Still focused upon your surfing? Good. . .show me something I’ve never seen. Search and download while I become familiar with your every inch. Tell me, you enjoy my firm grasps don’t you? But please continue to surf. Stay square in your chair. Don’t worry, my hands can find their way very nicely—we won’t like the thin fabric of your pants deter us—no, need to lift out of your seat, I’ll just reach down and rip the couch out, splitting your panties like a banana.

Ahh, that aroma—that musky aroma—that’s you isn’t it? You’re wet aren’t you? No, don’t check—keep surfing. Keep your hands upon the keyboard and mouse—I’ll do that for you.

Mmmmm, nice and wet. Lovely how your lips part to the gentle touch of my fingers. Almost as if they were waiting for them. Yes, you are very wet. And your clit—engorged and excited. Tell me, one finger or two?

 

[brandylyn1973]

two.... very very nice...

 

[RunningJib]

Been away for a while . . .

And here we are on a Saturday afternoon. Just the two of us all alone in the office.

Even though its’ 3 o’clock in the afternoon we’re in the kitchen getting another cup of coffee. But it’s you who breaks the silence and announces, “I really don’t want another cup of fucking coffee.”

I reply, “Neither do I.”

And then, for just a moment, the tension is palatable. Not a word is spoken. After putting my cup down on the counter, I reach over and put my hands around your waist and pull you closer to me. Kissing you gently, I pick you up and place you firmly on the counter. Moving closer, my body is neatly in between your legs and the warmth from our bodies is over-realming.

We continue. In-between kisses, I remark, “this is want I want,” as my fingers find the buckle of your belt and begin to undo your jeans. Continuing until you’re half naked—jeans and panties in a lump on the floor as my hands begin to explore your thighs and pussy. Circling your clit, I take a small step backwards, the grin is mutual.

“This is exactly what I want” I remark as my two fingers are inserted into your moist pussy.

Probing deeper, my thumb is now on your swollen clit. Our eyes are locked onto each other. ”Tell me what you want” I demand as my right hand is caressing you harden nipples and my left is deftly urging you on.

But you don’t utter a word. With that I take the imitative and drop to my knees. Now my mouth is on your hot mound as my tongue has reached its prize. With your hands wrapped around my head, fingers firmly in my hair, you urge me on. Within a few minutes you can’t contain your self as your soft cooing is now more audible and your back begins to arch. How wonderful to taste and smell you. How glorious to feel your thighs begin to quake as your clit hardens.

Suddenly your there. Even though your moans are low and controlled, the grasp of you hands confirm I’ve found that special spot . . .

 

[RunningJib]

Daddy's princess

She’s a princess . . . daddy’s little princess.

No, daddy isn’t a king. But in his eyes, I’m the big bad wolf.

Princess is spoiled. Sometimes a very big pain in the ass. Sometimes princess is spanked. Princess likes to be spanked.

With one look she knows. When necessary, she will remove herself and change into a skirt and then return to room. Standing there, she will remove her panties and then walk over to the wolf. She will take his paw and they will walk over to the ottoman. Once the wolf sits, she bends at the waist and once upon his knee, princess lifts her skirt. Princess knows what she wants . . . princess knows what she needs. Princess admires her hot red ass--it's something that daddy's money can't provide

Daddy spoils his princess. Princess has a new SUV, a cell phone and shops at Sommerset. Daddy thinks his princess is happy. That she’s safe from wolves. Never crosses his mind that’s daddy’s little princess is a slut. One night princess was locked in her room. And while daddy slept with his queen, princess opened her window and invited wolf to her room.

Wonder what daddy would say if he realized that princess enjoys the big bad wolf. Can you imagine daddy’s expression knowing where princess’s wicked laugh comes from? Can you image his horror that the big bad wolf is in the very next room, fucking princess? And there is daddy’s sweet little princess, pinned against the wall with her legs wrapped around the wolf, heaving and bucking, awash in a sweat, finger nails raking the wolf’s back as her mouth is in a wide smile. (And all daddy can do is send her shoping)

And there is princess, thrown to the floor, face buried in a pillow as she begs for more, begs for it deeper, begs for it harder. Claw on one breast, wolf devours his prey, lapping at her crotch and licking her nipples, urging her closer until the wolf is forced to cover princesses’ mouth-lest daddy is awoken.

Princess is sleeping, dreaming of her big bad wolf find his way to the stone cottage deep in the woods . . .

 

[Htchkr]

Hey

The first time my girlfriend at the time got me to orgasm by going down on me it was frightening as I just reached the point of ejaculation I had a grand mal seizure which coupled with the orgasm I thought I was gonna die.
At the time, I couldn't have cared less. I spent every waking moment that summer trying to recreate that feeling. I'm still looking... anyone wanna help?


later