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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 29
My First Time Getting A Blowjob
When I turned 16, some family friends hired me to drive their 14 year old daughter around. She had Triathlon practices, and I would also drop her off and pick her up to any social events she had going on. In late July, she was gone for a week at a triathlon camp. A bunch of the people she went to camp with were juniors and seniors in high school. Apparently they did alot of partying at this camp because when she came back she had started drinking, and telling stories of skinny dipping in a lake, and that she "slept with a guy." I was so ignorant and innocent that I figured she literally just meant shared a bed with a guy. She started asking me if I knew anyone to get booze from and asking me to drop her off at parties after that.
I was conflicted after this because I always felt like to cool older guy who could drive, but now she was drinking before me and possibly already had sex. I didnt want to be a bad influence, but I always thought she was hott and didnt want to look like a loser infront of her either. One of my friends was a dishwasher at a pub, and I was exploring my options if I did want to try and hook her up with some beers. My friend said that one of the bartender's was really cool about letting him sneak some booze out, and ended up letting him take a case of beer and and 5th of vodka that was a little under half full.
That week I let her know that I had gotten some booze for her, but also ended up confessing that I had never drank and kinda wanted to try some of it. We made a plan to drink the vodka at a park behind my house, and then some of her friends were going to pick her up later and she was going to go to a party. She had told her parents she would be sleeping over at a friends house. I had stored the vodka in a water bottle and the case of beer wrapped in a garbage bag, and then stashed that garbage bag in a retention drain that went under a road near the park.
I picked her up and dropped her off at the park behind the house, and then came home and parked the car, seemingly alone. I changed into some clothes to "shoot hoops" grabbed my vodka filled water bottle and told my parents I was going out to the park to shoot around. There was a basketball hoop at the park and the lighting of the parking lot illuminated the hoops enough to play in the dark. I was nervous and excited to try drinking for the first time. We sat on swings, I popped open the vodka and she told me to take a sip. We didnt have anything to chase or mix with, so it was a very unplesant taste hitting my mouth. I recoiled at the sip and then handed her the bottle. She did the same and made fun of me for not bringing anything to drink it with. After a few more sips, I got slightly more used to it.
I remember the sensation of the buzz first hitting my fingertips. They started to feel tingly. I also remember myself starting to feel very comfortable talking to her, and about things I normaly never would have brought up. I asked if she meant "Having sex" when she said that she slept with a guy. She confirmed that is what she meant, and went on to explain that a Tri-camp, pretty much everyone has sex, and that most of the other people there lost their virginty at their first Tri-camp also. I was a virgin and I think it was pretty clear to her that was the case, because I was so amazed that so many people around our age were having sex. I eventually confessed that I had a crush on her and to my surprise, she reciprocated saying she always thought I was cute. We had moved onto a bench near a drinking fountain in the park, and the booze took a hold of me, because I leaned in for a kiss and next thing I knew, we were making out. I remember feeling the warmth of her body with my hands, and then eventually her firm breast press against my chest. My hands started to work around her back, then to her side and then slipping up under her shirt. When I got to her breast it was blocked by her bra and I was having a hard time getting under it. She leaned back off me for a second to unfasten her bra and my heart fluttered with excitement. I slid my hand back up and remember feeling so surprised and how much larger feeling a woman's areola was than mine. (mine being the only one I had ever felt)
Her hand started to find my cock from outside my shorts, but she was able to easily slide her hand past the elastic of the basketball shorts and then followed by sneaking her fingers into my boxers to make a path for her hand right to my dick. When her fingers wrapped around my bare skinned shaft. A feeling of excitement and sexual energy shot up from my groin through my stomach and spine. My heart was racing as if I had just completed a marathon and I started to lose focus on making out with her because I was too distracted to what she was doing in my pants. Right as I started to realize how poorly I was doing in the makeout part, she pulled away and I thought I had blown it... But she had pulled away to kneel between my legs. She pulled my shorts down a bit to expose my rock hard dick pointing straight into the sky. She was tying her hair back and I asked the dumb question "Wait, what if I cum?" She told me just to let her know if I felt like I was about to. Her lips fixed around the tip of my dick and she started to slide the tip in and out. She was not getting very far down it at all in hindsight but seeing my dick go in and out of a girl's mouth, and the feeling of her lips rubbing just beneath the tip of my dick were all it took for me then. I remember thinking "It is like I am watching porn, but it is my dick." Before long I tapped her head and started saying "it is happening, its happening." She held her head in place and I could feel the pressure of the hoover damn being released through my balls and into her mouth. My body locked up as if I had been hit by a tazer and it felt as if 90% of my blood cells had re-located to my genitalia. I could feel a streams of ropes shooting out of me just filling her mouth with my warm, salty load. I gave her a tap on the head to let her know Mt. Vesuvius was done erupting. She pulled her head back and spit off to her side. I could see a small pond of my cum slowly trickling towards the edge of the paved walking path. After wrapping my head around what had just happened, and saying how amazing that was enough times that I think she started to get annoyed, her friends showed up. I helped her grab the case of beer I had stashed and they went off to their party. I went back home, buzzed and still horny as hell. I ended up jerking off 2 more times within the next hour just replaying that moment in my head.
A storm of questions started flying through my head. I was curious what it would be like the next time I saw her, if we would ever do this again, if we were dating now, and how we would explain this to our parents that we were dating. Turns out I didnt have to answer any of those questions. The party she went to that night got busted by cops and she was in big trouble with her parents. That led to them discovering that her triathlon team is where she started drinking, and so she was forced to quit the team. She was also grounded so her parents didnt need me to drive her around any more. I saw her a couple months later at a gathering between our groups of family friends and we just never brought that night back up, and never hooked up again. When she was 16 She ended up getting pregnant from some dude at her school.
I was conflicted after this because I always felt like to cool older guy who could drive, but now she was drinking before me and possibly already had sex. I didnt want to be a bad influence, but I always thought she was hott and didnt want to look like a loser infront of her either. One of my friends was a dishwasher at a pub, and I was exploring my options if I did want to try and hook her up with some beers. My friend said that one of the bartender's was really cool about letting him sneak some booze out, and ended up letting him take a case of beer and and 5th of vodka that was a little under half full.
That week I let her know that I had gotten some booze for her, but also ended up confessing that I had never drank and kinda wanted to try some of it. We made a plan to drink the vodka at a park behind my house, and then some of her friends were going to pick her up later and she was going to go to a party. She had told her parents she would be sleeping over at a friends house. I had stored the vodka in a water bottle and the case of beer wrapped in a garbage bag, and then stashed that garbage bag in a retention drain that went under a road near the park.
I picked her up and dropped her off at the park behind the house, and then came home and parked the car, seemingly alone. I changed into some clothes to "shoot hoops" grabbed my vodka filled water bottle and told my parents I was going out to the park to shoot around. There was a basketball hoop at the park and the lighting of the parking lot illuminated the hoops enough to play in the dark. I was nervous and excited to try drinking for the first time. We sat on swings, I popped open the vodka and she told me to take a sip. We didnt have anything to chase or mix with, so it was a very unplesant taste hitting my mouth. I recoiled at the sip and then handed her the bottle. She did the same and made fun of me for not bringing anything to drink it with. After a few more sips, I got slightly more used to it.
I remember the sensation of the buzz first hitting my fingertips. They started to feel tingly. I also remember myself starting to feel very comfortable talking to her, and about things I normaly never would have brought up. I asked if she meant "Having sex" when she said that she slept with a guy. She confirmed that is what she meant, and went on to explain that a Tri-camp, pretty much everyone has sex, and that most of the other people there lost their virginty at their first Tri-camp also. I was a virgin and I think it was pretty clear to her that was the case, because I was so amazed that so many people around our age were having sex. I eventually confessed that I had a crush on her and to my surprise, she reciprocated saying she always thought I was cute. We had moved onto a bench near a drinking fountain in the park, and the booze took a hold of me, because I leaned in for a kiss and next thing I knew, we were making out. I remember feeling the warmth of her body with my hands, and then eventually her firm breast press against my chest. My hands started to work around her back, then to her side and then slipping up under her shirt. When I got to her breast it was blocked by her bra and I was having a hard time getting under it. She leaned back off me for a second to unfasten her bra and my heart fluttered with excitement. I slid my hand back up and remember feeling so surprised and how much larger feeling a woman's areola was than mine. (mine being the only one I had ever felt)
Her hand started to find my cock from outside my shorts, but she was able to easily slide her hand past the elastic of the basketball shorts and then followed by sneaking her fingers into my boxers to make a path for her hand right to my dick. When her fingers wrapped around my bare skinned shaft. A feeling of excitement and sexual energy shot up from my groin through my stomach and spine. My heart was racing as if I had just completed a marathon and I started to lose focus on making out with her because I was too distracted to what she was doing in my pants. Right as I started to realize how poorly I was doing in the makeout part, she pulled away and I thought I had blown it... But she had pulled away to kneel between my legs. She pulled my shorts down a bit to expose my rock hard dick pointing straight into the sky. She was tying her hair back and I asked the dumb question "Wait, what if I cum?" She told me just to let her know if I felt like I was about to. Her lips fixed around the tip of my dick and she started to slide the tip in and out. She was not getting very far down it at all in hindsight but seeing my dick go in and out of a girl's mouth, and the feeling of her lips rubbing just beneath the tip of my dick were all it took for me then. I remember thinking "It is like I am watching porn, but it is my dick." Before long I tapped her head and started saying "it is happening, its happening." She held her head in place and I could feel the pressure of the hoover damn being released through my balls and into her mouth. My body locked up as if I had been hit by a tazer and it felt as if 90% of my blood cells had re-located to my genitalia. I could feel a streams of ropes shooting out of me just filling her mouth with my warm, salty load. I gave her a tap on the head to let her know Mt. Vesuvius was done erupting. She pulled her head back and spit off to her side. I could see a small pond of my cum slowly trickling towards the edge of the paved walking path. After wrapping my head around what had just happened, and saying how amazing that was enough times that I think she started to get annoyed, her friends showed up. I helped her grab the case of beer I had stashed and they went off to their party. I went back home, buzzed and still horny as hell. I ended up jerking off 2 more times within the next hour just replaying that moment in my head.
A storm of questions started flying through my head. I was curious what it would be like the next time I saw her, if we would ever do this again, if we were dating now, and how we would explain this to our parents that we were dating. Turns out I didnt have to answer any of those questions. The party she went to that night got busted by cops and she was in big trouble with her parents. That led to them discovering that her triathlon team is where she started drinking, and so she was forced to quit the team. She was also grounded so her parents didnt need me to drive her around any more. I saw her a couple months later at a gathering between our groups of family friends and we just never brought that night back up, and never hooked up again. When she was 16 She ended up getting pregnant from some dude at her school.
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