My First Blowjob

My girlfriend and I used to get together occasionally and practice our blowjob techniques. It was silly because we really didn't have any idea what all went into a proper blowjob. We just did what we had heard we should do. She didn't have a boyfriend and I... well, I had Justin.

By this time I had given Justin more than a half dozen handjobs and on a couple of occasions almost put him in my mouth. I knew he wanted it but I'd never done it before and I needed to work through some of the details first. In the universe of teen relationships, giving and receiving a blowjob was a big next step! One simply does not go there all willy-nilly! I was a little nervous and somewhat perplexed with how to approach such a monumental event so I did what every teenage girl does.

I brought it to my committee.

Most guys don't know this but we as teenage girls make almost every important decision by consensus of our given committees. A small circle of trusted friends that aren't afraid to give their opinions and share vital gossip about others. We sat in my bedroom on this particular evening discussing my plight. Of the five girls, only Julie had actually given a blowjob so we naturally deemed her an expert. She even had already lost her virginity.

Slut!

As I recall, after Julie had given her "blowjob presentation" there was much discussion about the intricate details and circumstances surrounding such an important decision. The hows and why's of it had all of us girls at one point clutching the various falic shaped objects from around my bedroom stroking and sucking as though it was the real thing! My favorite hairbrush had the perfect handle for this exercise. The bulbous end of the handle was oddly penis shaped now that I think about it. I wonder if that ever occurred to my mother?

She's the one who gave it to me after all!

The final question of the even was whether or not the suitor was a worthy recipient of my oral virginity?

I decided to go for it!

It took awhile for the opportunity to present itself but I finally had my chance when my parents went out for the evening.

Justin arrived shortly after my parents had left. I was as we sat on the living room couch kissing. As usual, we got right to business. Our make-out sessions had always been intense. My nervous excitement made it that much moreso. Justin was becoming quite good at releasing the clasps of my bra. His hands fumbled their way from my breasts down to my waistline where the knotted drawstring of my cheer-shorts created a formidable challenge! All seemed lost when Justin seemingly gave up on it and looked up at me in defeat. I simply stood up and shimmied out of them. They fell to the floor revealing my pink undies. Justin pulled me over to him and quickly slipped his fingers past the elastic and into my vagina. He rhythmically curled his fingers and began to press against my clitoris. I felt like my knees would buckle with every heartbeat. My panties were becoming ever increasingly damp. It felt so good to touched and penetrated. I knew that as aroused as I was, my blowjob nerves wouldn't let me relax and give in to my orgasm.

"Wait... stop." Justin looked up at me confused.

"I've just been planning something." I pushed him back into a reclined position and knelt between his legs.

 "I want to give you a blowjob!"

Justin assisted as I pulled his Levi's off taking his boxers with them. His erection stood up and back against his stomach only inches from my face. His own arousal was such that he had already been leaking. He didn't smell bad. I nervously stroked him, to help build my courage and then opened my mouth and lighty licked his head. What a strange texture.

I had expected a not so pleasant taste but there really wasn't. Justin and I smiled at each other.

Now feeling more confident. I took him into my mouth and started to suck on him. Literally.

I sucked on him as though his penis was a large straw and bobbed my head up and down.

The act created the most absurd smacking/slurping sound you have ever heard. I looked up at Justin expecting him to make fun of me but his eyes were closed, head rested against a throw pillow with a smile on his face.

"Oh Nico, that feels soooo good. Don't stop."

My jaw was getting tired.

I decided that perhaps the best strategy would be to alternate between sucking on him and stroking.

I gripped his girth and stroked with reckless abandon! Justin's chest heaved as he let out a moan followed by a low grunt. I had made him cum enough already by then that I knew he was close to climax.

"I'm close... I'm close. Close... suck on it."

I lowered my mouth over him just as he orgasmed and practically pasted my tonsils with his semen. It ran down the back of my throat. I gagged and swallowed unintentionally. There was no real taste to his semen. The familiar smell filled my nose and the texture was what I can only describe as... gelatinis.

I left Justin on the couch and made my way to the bathroom. I'm not embarrassed to say I rinsed my mouth out thoroughly with warm water and toothpaste. 

I remember that as I stood at the bathroom sink, examining myself in the mirror, a feeling of accomplishment. I also wondered if I would ever get used to the texture.

Hope you enjoyed the story. Just writing it has made me horny so I think I'll wake Justin up with a blowjob.

Xoxo Nico