On The Subject Of Blowjobs…
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On The Subject Of Blowjobs…
by Bambi Jasmin
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I guess everyone made it to the second paragraph then!  Anyway,
I was talking about blowjobs, and thinking about my first one.  Of
course I remember it, but did I know what I was doing?  No.

I had a close circle of friends at the time, but none of us had ever
given a BJ, so my initial research was fruitless.  I was in my late
teens and having grown up in a home that didn’t talk about sex
(at all) there was no way I was asking for advice on oral sex
there.  My parents were avid churchgoers and there was no porn
available in the house either - and believe me, I looked!

I was perplexed by the term “blowjob”.  I mean, at the very least I
had an inkling that I was supposed to suck a guy's dick, not
blow.  But when I started to hear the term “blowjob” I started to
think about actually blowing.  I thought about blowing bubble and
blowing out birthday candles.  Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad
after all – now that I knew I was supposed to blow and not suck.

This led me to wondering how having his cock blown could
possibly be pleasurable to a man and, of course, if it would it be
pleasurable for me.  Boy, I had no idea what I didn’t know!

Despite attending a catholic school, I was able to tune into a few
“informed” conversations other girls were having, on the bus, in
the hallways or while sneaking a smoke in the bathroom between
classes.  Eventually I asked a girl who had a promiscuous
reputation if she had ever given one and what it was like.

Her name was Katy and she told me that you just wrap your
mouth around a guy's member. If it was soft it will get hard, and
then you just suck it up and down.  As much as this new
information was good to hear, it sounded strange.  It was hard to
imagine me enjoying it, let alone doing it.

Katy and I became friends and started having sleepovers.  One
night, at her house, we snuck into her parents’ alcohol cabinet
and helped ourselves.  To this day I can’t look at peppermint
schnapps without remembering how sick I got from drinking it
with her that night. Even more memorable was the porn film she
popped into the VCR, allowing me to see cocksucking for the first
time ever.

It looked like the girls on film were enjoying what they were
doing, and the guy looked happy too. They made it look tasty,
something I never imagined it could be but I still wasn’t sure
about this. Truthfully, it looked gross! At some point during the
film Katy said, “Let's practice. I'll show you.” I was wondering
what she meant when she left the room, and then reappeared
with a couple things from the kitchen: bananas.

I laughed nervously as she handed me one. Katy said, “Okay,
start sucking.” I was hesitant and felt a bit foolish—sucking
fruits. Katy watched as I took the banana and peeled it.  I was a
bit slow to start so she prodded me and said, “Go ahead. I wanna
see what you can do.”

I finally started sucking the banana with some more intent but it
still resembled drinking soda out of a straw. She sighed and
laughed and said. “I see you have a lot to learn.” Then she took it
and showed me her techniques.  She licked the whole thing from
top to bottom. Then she put her mouth around it and moved her
head up and down over the banana. She stopped and told me to
never use teeth. Katy made it look easy and told me to try it
again.

This time I started out slow, remembering what I watched her do
and what I saw in the movie. I licked up and down like she did,
and I put my mouth around almost the entire length of the
banana. I bobbed my head up and down over it while holding the
bottom gently—making sure I didn’t break it. Katy said, “Oh that’
s much better. No teeth right?” I paused, reassured her I wasn’t
using my teeth, and laughed. I ended up enjoying the practice,
and wanted to try it for real now.

It was time for Lady Luck to lay her cards on the line.  Two of our
friends arrived at Katy’s house. John was Katy’s boyfriend and I
had a crush on Jeff. We were still buzzed from drinking the
peppermint schnapps and when Katy and John went into the
other room to make out, that left Jeff and I alone.

Jeff saw the uneaten bananas and asked what we were doing
with them. I told him we’d been practicing blowjobs.  Of course
he found this hilarious at first, but it wasn’t long before we were
started making out.  As you can imagine with that lead-in, it
wasn’t long before he asked me for a blowjob—right to the point
and hardly romantic.

Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was because I was desperate
to try it out, but I agreed.  I locked Katy’s bedroom door and
started to strip.  Somehow Jeff was already naked and on the
floor in my slumber bag.  I was excited to be with Jeff, but the
sudden prospect of my first blowjob made the situation even
more exciting.

I lay next to him and we started kissing and touching. It all felt
good and I think he was anxious for me to touch him because he
guided my hand to his dick. It was already hard and felt a bit wet
at the tip.  I was a little taken aback—I hadn’t expected the
wetness and I became quite anxious about putting my mouth
over him.  This was not the moment to back out though, no
matter how clueless I was about pre-cum.

When the big moment arrived it turned out that his dick was
much smaller than the banana, so it was easier to take all of it.  
Before I took him in, I wiped away the ooze with my fingers and
closed my eyes.  I licked up and down like I’d done with my
banana model. I put my mouth around it and moved my head up
and down over it.

I really didn't concentrate on what I was doing because I was
thinking about other things—anything to avoid being grossed out
by thoughts of bodily fluids.  I started to relax a little more when
Jeff said it felt good and I figured I was doing something right.

I was eager to please him now, and any distasteful thoughts had
vanished, replaced with feelings that this was a neat experience
and I surely wanted to see what happened next.

I continued my actions for a few minutes but it seemed much
longer and Jeff said that my mouth was warm.  It was exciting to
hear him talking to me but next he started making other noises—
groans and moans like on the porn movie and that was just plain
hot.  Then he asked, “Do you swallow?”

“Swallow what?” I spat him out to ask.

“Do you swallow… my load?”

My mind was everywhere at once and I simply blurted out, “No.”  
I worried about ruining his moment though, so I added that I didn’
t know him that well, yet, and we weren’t in love.  He said that
was okay and told me to let him go because he was going to cum.

That’s something I laugh about with my friends even today—if a
guy asks me if I swallow, I say, “Only if I'm in love.”  Swallowing
cum is a pretty intimate act.

When Jeff came I watched in amazement as white goo erupted
from his cock. I could not take my eyes off it as this was the first
time I’d seen it in real life.  Technically, I’d just given my first
blowjob.

That encounter intrigued me to learn as much as I could about
the art of cock sucking and through years of experience I know
my technique has come a long way.  I’ve also come to enjoy it a
lot more—something I hope my lovers have also.

I’ve learned that cock sucking is actually my favorite thing to do. I
love to make slurping noises and feel my mouth is so warm and
wet. I love to soak a cock with my saliva and then add my hands
into the mix while my mouth is bobbing up and down over that
cock.  I normally use my right hand to stroke and my left hand to
cup his balls. The balls should never be forgotten and I like to
give them a gentle tug or graze my (always polished) nails over
them.  I also like to lick them and suck them, taking a pause
from the cock. Basically, I will lick all over in non-stop flat tongue
lashes from his balls to the tip of his cock.

I’ve found that tasting his pre-cum and vocally letting him know
him he tastes good works great for guys. I love to tongue the pre-
cum and pull my head up so there’s a sticky string from my
mouth to the head of his cock. I also like to hold him by the base
of his cock, look up in his eyes in porn star fashion. That is so
hot for both of us and makes me eager to finish the job.

One time I was watching a porn movie blowjob scene with a
boyfriend and he said, “Hey that bitch stole your moves." So I
knew then I was doing pretty well. I also get very wet giving oral, I
think because I love to know I am pleasing a man.  It makes no
difference to me whether he comes on my face, mouth, tits, ass
or pussy… I love it all.

I do swallow at times, and one time I even gargled the cum before
swallowing it. My lover playfully called me a show off.

I look back now and laugh at how clueless I was that night with
Jeff, but appreciative of the fact that he didn't make me feel
funny about my inadequacies. If I ran into him today, I would
probably tell him that I’ve gotten much better at dick sucking,
and thank him for him being my first oral adventure. I'm not too
sure his wife would appreciate me telling him that though, so
we'd have to keep that a secret

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