Straight Male / 55
Community Mouth
This girl, Lynn, had blown me, as well as my friends Dan and Jim, at different times over the course of the preceding few years.
I had been interested in her for years: first saw her at our bus stop in high school: cute face, and nice rack. Jim had started hanging around with a couple of Lynn's friends after high school, and would join them when they'd go to one or another's house to join in on discussion sessions that this young preacher-type guy would hold. I joined him one night, and began getting acquainted with Lynn. We started seeing one another regularly, then finally, one afternoon in my parents' attic, she gave me what was obviously her first blowjob: she started actually sucking on it. I said no: go up and down on it. She was a natural. I didn't warn her when I was about to cum: I just let go in her mouth. Not only didn't she stop, she started moaning as if it was HER orgasm, and kept going until I let her know she could stop. She gave me another blowjob fifteen minutes later, again moaning, and again swallowing it all without hesitation. We eventually saw less and less of one another. Jim couldn't believe it when I told him that Lynn had blown me. Maybe a year later, he started seeing her, and it wasn't long before she blew him, too.
Later that year, I went into the service. When I got out a couple years later, I went back to school right away, and at the end of that semester, Lynn got in touch with me: she'd be apartment-sitting on her street that night, and wanted to know if I was interested in stopping by. I showed up late after going to a movie with my friends. She was waiting for me, though, braless in a button-down blouse. We hugged and kissed at the bottom of the stairs for a few minutes, then went up to the apartment she was watching. She started crawling around under the Christmas tree, trying to plug in the lights, the partially unbuttoned blouse shifting open, repeatedly exposing one breast or another. Long story short, she had given me three blowjobs by the time I left two hours later. We started seeing one another again. It was great being with a cute, busty girl who will blow you at the drop of a hat, especially one who doesn't seem to even consider not swallowing, and who smiles after doing so. She was very anxious to please. One day, I called her and told her to meet me at the back door of my parents' house: she was there in five minutes. I took her by the hand, walked her to the front of the basement, sat her down in a chair, pulled out my dick, and put it in her face. She immediately started sucking it. I came in her mouth, recovered momentarily, took her by the hand, walked her to the back door, and told her I'd call her later, after I went to church. How or why I tired of on-demand blowjobs, I don't know, but we eventually stopped seeing one another.
Fast forward a couple years. One night, on the way home from a movie, I suggested that we see if we could get Lynn to blow all three of us at once. They were skeptical, but game. She lived on the next block: our back yards almost touched. I called her, and asked if she wanted to come over. She agreed, and showed up in my back yard about fifteen minutes later. In the mean time, I called my friends, and told them what time to show up. Lynn and I talked a bit, and I was able to get it in her mouth after relatively little conversation. While she was sucking on it, I heard Jim and Dan show up on Jim's motorcycle. I said, "That sounds like Jim's motorcycle." Lynn suddenly got panicky: "They can't see me here!" I put it back in her mouth, and said something like "Please don't stop now." She went into high gear, her head bobbing up and down very enthusiastically. Immediately after I came in her mouth, she got up and said "They can't see me here," then started walking away quickly: she disappeared around the far corner of my neighbor's house just as Jim and Dan appeared around the corner of mine. I apologized to them for the plan not having worked out. They chide me to this day about it, claiming that I just wanted a blowjob for myself: I respond, "If I just wanted her to blow ME, why'd I bother getting you two involved at ALL?"
A year or two after that, I became involved with her younger sister, Carol, for a short time. She was into me from day one: she blew me on our first date, at the drive-ins, the windows completely fogged up. She happened to come up off of it just as I was about to cum, so I pushed her head back down on it. She resisted momentarily, then just completely gave herself over to it: I eventually had to grab her head to get her to stop. Problem was that she was a terrible kisser: I never before or since felt lips that hard. We had gone out three or four times when I said we shouldn't see one another any more. She cried.
Anyway, maybe a year later, I called Lynn and asked her if she wanted to get together. I picked her up at her parents' house and drove her to my apartment. I was fully expecting to get another of her loving blowjobs. She mentioned that she was starting a new job the next day, and I told her I'd drive her there so that she could see where she was supposed to go, but that I had to shower first. Got so turned on thinking about her blowing me that I ended up jerking off in the shower. We went to see where she'd be working, then got some ice cream. That was the last time I saw her.
A few months later, I called her younger sister, Carol, and asked her if she wanted to get together. Picked her up at her parents' house, and brought her to my apartment. We made out on the couch for a while. When I intimated that I was interested in a blowjob, she declined. I told her she didn't know the difference between being a girl and being a woman. Didn't help. Asked if she wanted to sleep over, but she said she didn't think her parents would like it, so I drove her home. That was the last time I saw her.
Few years later, on a whim, I thought I'd see if I could complete the trifecta, and called their youngest sister, Carrie. She seemed somewhat interested at first, but I think she called one or both of her sisters, who likely warned her to stay away from me, because she was outright cold when I called her back later. Alas.
I had been interested in her for years: first saw her at our bus stop in high school: cute face, and nice rack. Jim had started hanging around with a couple of Lynn's friends after high school, and would join them when they'd go to one or another's house to join in on discussion sessions that this young preacher-type guy would hold. I joined him one night, and began getting acquainted with Lynn. We started seeing one another regularly, then finally, one afternoon in my parents' attic, she gave me what was obviously her first blowjob: she started actually sucking on it. I said no: go up and down on it. She was a natural. I didn't warn her when I was about to cum: I just let go in her mouth. Not only didn't she stop, she started moaning as if it was HER orgasm, and kept going until I let her know she could stop. She gave me another blowjob fifteen minutes later, again moaning, and again swallowing it all without hesitation. We eventually saw less and less of one another. Jim couldn't believe it when I told him that Lynn had blown me. Maybe a year later, he started seeing her, and it wasn't long before she blew him, too.
Later that year, I went into the service. When I got out a couple years later, I went back to school right away, and at the end of that semester, Lynn got in touch with me: she'd be apartment-sitting on her street that night, and wanted to know if I was interested in stopping by. I showed up late after going to a movie with my friends. She was waiting for me, though, braless in a button-down blouse. We hugged and kissed at the bottom of the stairs for a few minutes, then went up to the apartment she was watching. She started crawling around under the Christmas tree, trying to plug in the lights, the partially unbuttoned blouse shifting open, repeatedly exposing one breast or another. Long story short, she had given me three blowjobs by the time I left two hours later. We started seeing one another again. It was great being with a cute, busty girl who will blow you at the drop of a hat, especially one who doesn't seem to even consider not swallowing, and who smiles after doing so. She was very anxious to please. One day, I called her and told her to meet me at the back door of my parents' house: she was there in five minutes. I took her by the hand, walked her to the front of the basement, sat her down in a chair, pulled out my dick, and put it in her face. She immediately started sucking it. I came in her mouth, recovered momentarily, took her by the hand, walked her to the back door, and told her I'd call her later, after I went to church. How or why I tired of on-demand blowjobs, I don't know, but we eventually stopped seeing one another.
Fast forward a couple years. One night, on the way home from a movie, I suggested that we see if we could get Lynn to blow all three of us at once. They were skeptical, but game. She lived on the next block: our back yards almost touched. I called her, and asked if she wanted to come over. She agreed, and showed up in my back yard about fifteen minutes later. In the mean time, I called my friends, and told them what time to show up. Lynn and I talked a bit, and I was able to get it in her mouth after relatively little conversation. While she was sucking on it, I heard Jim and Dan show up on Jim's motorcycle. I said, "That sounds like Jim's motorcycle." Lynn suddenly got panicky: "They can't see me here!" I put it back in her mouth, and said something like "Please don't stop now." She went into high gear, her head bobbing up and down very enthusiastically. Immediately after I came in her mouth, she got up and said "They can't see me here," then started walking away quickly: she disappeared around the far corner of my neighbor's house just as Jim and Dan appeared around the corner of mine. I apologized to them for the plan not having worked out. They chide me to this day about it, claiming that I just wanted a blowjob for myself: I respond, "If I just wanted her to blow ME, why'd I bother getting you two involved at ALL?"
A year or two after that, I became involved with her younger sister, Carol, for a short time. She was into me from day one: she blew me on our first date, at the drive-ins, the windows completely fogged up. She happened to come up off of it just as I was about to cum, so I pushed her head back down on it. She resisted momentarily, then just completely gave herself over to it: I eventually had to grab her head to get her to stop. Problem was that she was a terrible kisser: I never before or since felt lips that hard. We had gone out three or four times when I said we shouldn't see one another any more. She cried.
Anyway, maybe a year later, I called Lynn and asked her if she wanted to get together. I picked her up at her parents' house and drove her to my apartment. I was fully expecting to get another of her loving blowjobs. She mentioned that she was starting a new job the next day, and I told her I'd drive her there so that she could see where she was supposed to go, but that I had to shower first. Got so turned on thinking about her blowing me that I ended up jerking off in the shower. We went to see where she'd be working, then got some ice cream. That was the last time I saw her.
A few months later, I called her younger sister, Carol, and asked her if she wanted to get together. Picked her up at her parents' house, and brought her to my apartment. We made out on the couch for a while. When I intimated that I was interested in a blowjob, she declined. I told her she didn't know the difference between being a girl and being a woman. Didn't help. Asked if she wanted to sleep over, but she said she didn't think her parents would like it, so I drove her home. That was the last time I saw her.
Few years later, on a whim, I thought I'd see if I could complete the trifecta, and called their youngest sister, Carrie. She seemed somewhat interested at first, but I think she called one or both of her sisters, who likely warned her to stay away from me, because she was outright cold when I called her back later. Alas.
