My First Experience Giving Head

I lived a pretty sheltered life. Home schooled, church going family, lived on a farm. That isn't to say I had no friends, just that dating on a one on one thing didn't really happen a lot, more of a group activity thing, and I lost my virginity later than most people at the age of 19. However about 2 months before that, when I was still 18, was the first time I gave someone oral.

I met the guy, we'll call him J, at church. At the time I was a teen and he was married but that didn't matter because he was also 39. He was so handsome. I was struck the first time I saw J. He was black, stood about 6'4", slender build but still wider than me. I'm a 5'2", blond hair blue eyes. super petite white girl. My hormones went into overdrive. But being I was young and he, well, married nothing would happen.

A year later his wife passed. I didn't know she had cancer until towards the end. Afterwards I was one of a few church members who volunteered to help out. Little things like making food for him and helping him keep his house clean, though he more than did that himself. Nothing else it gave me a reason to talk to him and get to know him more. After that stopped, I would still assist him with various things like when he painted his shed or helping in his garden. By this point I was almost 19 and then it happened.

There were a couple times where I thought I may have caught him checking me out. I was never quite sure. We were in his living room moving a chair and he tripped or something and fell into it and I fell on his lap. It was kind of one of those cheesy movie moments where I was sitting across his lap and we were laughing over tripping over ourselves, and then our eyes met. I'm pretty sure it was me who kissed him. I almost pulled back, in fear I went to far, but I felt his hand on the back of my dress pushing holding me close.

After a few minutes of kissing I could feel him getting harder under my ass. Considering I was wearing a summer dress and didn't fall exactly the most lady like, I could really feel him hardening in his khakis. And it was very noticeable.

"Someone is a little excited," I said. My voice was more of a breathy whisper than normal speaking voice.

"Sorry," he said. "It's been a long time. Doesn't take much to turn me on I guess."

I smiled. "You're turned on."

"Oh yeah, big time."

I looked down, though I couldn't see his cock through myself. "Do you want help taking care of it?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't leave you like this." I reached my hand down and rubbed him outside his khakis. "That's really big," I muttered before "I'm still a... I've never done this before. Anything. But it's okay. You can show me how." I kept kissing him, little pecks. "Its okay. I want to do this for you."

He nodded and I didn't know what to do so I started kissing his neck, moving my body so I could start to slide to my knees but also rub his cock some more. I fiddled with the zipper before he just unzipped it and took it out. I was right. It was big. Scary big. If I had to guess I would say 10inches easily and thick, but there were some prominent veins on that thing.

So here I was on my knees in front of the gorgeous man who at this point was 41, my hand wrapped around his BBC and not sure what to do so I start kissing the tip slowly. Then I start to circle the head with my tongue before kissing and licking down the shaft. His whole cock was glistening with saliva before I even tried taking him in my mouth. Then I took the tip in my mouth. The whole head. I sucked it, flicked my tongue around it. Then I took a bit more, slowing bringing my head down about an inch then applied pressure with my tongue and sucked on the way back up. Then down again, about 2 inches, and sucked on the way up. 3 inches is when I started getting trouble with the thickness.

J put his hand on the back on my head and pushed down. I felt his thick cock fill my throat, I couldn't gag even, and he pushed me down til I was about halfway before relaxing his hand do I could come back up, still slowly sucking.

"Jesus Christ," he moaned.

This repeated for about 20-30 minutes by my estimation. I started to notice his breathing get more labored but at the time I didn't know why, I just thought it meant he was really enjoying it. I guess, in a way, he was haha

"Rachel" he moaned, and I loved hearing him moan my name that way. Then he repeated my name. Then again. Then he was breathing fast and saying my name over and over like "RachelRachelRachelRachelRache lPRAISETHELORD!" and this huge flood filled my mouth. He startled me with shouting "Praise the Lord" but I didn't know why. I had no warning and sad as it is to admit I didn't know this was the end result. So when his cum just started flowing into my mouth I didn't know what to do and just started swallowing as much as I could while still trying to suck. Eventually I just resorted to bobbing my head fast without sucking and swallowing what I could. There was too much and it some poured from my mouth onto his khakis but we were at his house so its no big deal.

Afterwards he sat with his head back, a huge grin on his face. I was still on my knees, holding his cock, still sucking and playing with it, his cum dripping from chin. He looked down at me.
"Rachel, that was one of the best blowjobs I think I ever had."

"Or you just needed it."

"That too." He looked at the chair. "Hop up here. Your turn."

"What?" I was caught off guard. "My turn for what?"

"I'm going to go down on you."

I got instantly nervous. I don't know why. Virgin jitters, I guess. "No, that's okay. Besides you have to clean yourself up."

I stood up. It was late in the day and I needed to get home. "But I'll come by after church this weekend and maybe we can do more of..." I motioned towards his cum stained lap "...this."

There is more stories that came out of this if you like this one. Running out of characters, plus they're separate encounters. Let me know if this turned you on and you want more.