Being LDS my friends and I frequented the youth dances that occurred every Saturday night. A friend of mine introduced me to "Dana" who was a very cute girl from Korea who was not Mormon. (Maybe this is where I developed an early fondness for Asian women!) We "hit it off" or at least as much a you can when you're at that age. She was a year younger physically but far more experienced than I was sexually. Or at least that that was my impression...she didn't go into any details about her sex life and i was way too shy (and perhaps naive) to ask.
One of the great things about Mormon churches was the sheer number of rooms that were contained within them. We would slip out of the dance, find a dark hallway and eventually would find a door that was accidentally left unlocked. We discovered a room that was frequently unlocked that contained...not kidding here...a love seat and a small couch.
We would lock the door and "make-out" there quietly during the dances. After about the third weekend during one of our secret make-out sessions her hand began rubbing my crotch. (Which at that age, erections were as common as breathing). This was the first time I experienced being touched by something other than my own hands. I'm amazed I didn't tear my pants!
Next thing I know she un-buckled my pants and before I could catch my breath, had me unzipped and my pants/underwear pulled down around my ankles. I looked down and my very erect penis was standing at full attention. I remember her warm hands....one began stroking my cock, the other caressing my boys while her eyes looked up and right through me. I was using all of my will power not to explode when she went down on me. A warm mouth and tongue engulfed me and how i didn't cry out, I don't know. I'm sure I lasted all of about 30 seconds before the orgasm hit, and it hit hard.
Each pulse/spasm/burst felt like a large and relentless gush of cum exiting my body. Without taking her eyes off of me she swallowed in perfect time to each burst. I can still remember the sound of her gulping and taking a quick shallow breath in between that was a half whimper, half breath. I felt like my life force, soul, or some aspect of my conscious self was being sucked out of me. Later I wondered if this specific sensation was the inspiration behind the legends of Vampires. After what seemed like an abnormally long orgasm (compared to my self gratification sessions) my heart was racing and I felt as though I would pass out. I could faintly taste (what I presumed to be semen) myself on her lips after she kissed me.
We adjusted and fixed our clothes and we returned to the dance as if nothing happened. Awkwardly enough, I had this lasting impression that women enjoyed swallowing during fellatio. I found out in later years, sometimes to my embarrassment, that this was actually more of the exception rather than the rule. I didn't mind, I was just new to the experience.
By this time in life, I don't particularly care what happens when I cum during felatio....once I get there.
I will say...the benefits of swallowing from my perspective is that sensation of being consumed I mentioned earlier, and consistency of sensation. The latter meaning that right before orgasm, if something changes such as...leaving the mouth, a tooth scrape, or a change in rhythm or grip will kill the orgasm, and I go back 3 steps in building that up again. So in that crucial last 30 seconds...not changing anything except a slight build in intensity is crucial.
Just as much, I enjoy seeing and heating my cum splatter against soft breasts or skin is equally rewarding for me. I often enjoyed oral sex more than anything, as there is something more personal occurring there. Here is an image that instantly turns me on.
So for about 3 months, this little "relationship" went on. She never really let me do much more than kiss and grope her. Now that I think about it, I never saw her in much of a state of undress. This was my new religion.... a cute, strange Korean girl, who later decided that she was attracted to girls. Maybe that explained why she never let me get into her pants?
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