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He had to be close now, how could he not be. The excitement of giving my first blowjob, when I didn't even really know I liked that sort of thing and the prospect of possibly being caught in the act, drove me onward with a lusty passion. The thought of a guy maybe seeing me and wanting some head himself occurred to me. I couldn't suck two different guys the first day!
There was no more taking it I started leaking in my own pants now.
I had to go for broke with one last thrust I shoved his cock as far down my throat as I could take it. It wasn't the whole way and I gagged and my eyes felt as if they would pop out, but it did the trick and after I pulled back he started shooting in my mouth.
I can't explain it. Some people say they don't like cum or they had to get used to it. I loved it from that very second. It was as if my tongue had a separate taste bud for cum and I was crazy for it right then. Add to that the pure power of jet after jet of hot cum filling my mouth up. I didn't count but it was maybe 7 or 9 or something shots. It was so good.
He held his cock in my mouth for a few seconds and I enjoyed it as well, then he pulled out, drew up his pants, zipped and buckled up and then walked past my kneeling form.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoAnonymous 1, holy shit, I loved your comment. What a hidden gem of a story within a story. Beautifully written, and super erotic. Thanks for sharing.
Rwa4768over 4 years agoI love the way this story is written. It drew me into the story because most of the story could have been my thoughts and feelings. I have fantasized about sucking cock in an and booth.
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoI went to his home and after an awkward silence he told me to get down between his legs and put it in my mouth. I did just that. He directed the operation: telling me where and when to suck, and fondle and lick. It had been 30 years since I had last sucked a cock and I found that I liked doing in even more than when I was younger. I was so excited that when I got home I called him and told him I could still taste him and that I liked it. I went back and did him half a dozen more times and once did him and a friend he had invited.
