My First Blow Job

So, the day came. I was sitting on a chair in the kitchen and he was standing in front of me. He was wearing a shirt but nothing else. His dick was in an erection. I was looking up at him and he was looking down at me. We didn't say a word. A quick tweak of his dick with his hand brought my attention back to what I was about to experience.

I opened my mouth, but not wide enough, and he touched my lips with his dick. I opened wider and he fed his dick into my mouth. The first thing I remember was his dick against my tongue. I ran my tongue around it, and closed my mouth slowly and started to suck. My mouth opened tying to take more of his dick in, but it was my lips that had to work up and down his shaft with my tongue tasting his skin and the shape of his dick in my mouth.

I grabbed his dick in my hand to steady it. I started to seriously work his dick in my mouth, sliding my mouth up and down his dick and using my tongue to rub hard against it. He had his hand on my head to steady me and from time to time my eyes looked up and he looked down at me. He grabbed my head with both hands and mouth fucked me until he came.