As a principle, I rarely think back on this chronicle, as even now it seems strange to me. This happened when I was unseasoned, and the idea of sex was new and energise. I had already kissed a few girl, and we had a tight plain mathematical group of teens in our neighborhood that seemed to be lax about learning about each others consistency. One young woman specifically, Brianne, was quite liberal with being topless, and my penny-pinching friends and I routinely convinced her to let us take on with her breasts after schooling. Sometimes she would ask us to pay some money, other times she would n't. Overall when it came to women, I felt like I was pretty well Versed, though I was always eager to learn more.

A few blocks away there was a family of previous teen, they were the ice chest high schoolers that we knew, who would sometimes fall out with us if we were international, or doing whatever it is we decided to do. We were all pretty friendly, which is where this storey takes home. On a lazy Sunday afternoon I found myself without any of my booster on the blocking. It seemed everyone was busy, none of my kin was home base, and I was pretty bored, so I went outside to sound off a ballock around while I awaited one of my friends to return. As I was out there one of the aplomb highschoolers was walking by. We kicked the ball back and forth, and talked about what being in his gradation was like. During that time we watched as Brianne and her parents aim by, as they left their house for the day. Conversation quickly turned to how hot she was.

'' I kissed her, '' I told him. Tom, the former boy, smirked a little and asked if that was all I did.

'' No, I 've played with her tits, and stuff, '' I said, feeling a little bashful.

'' I 'm sure you 're not the solely one. But I bet you have n't done much more than that. '' Tom said as we walked inside the sign of the zodiac to get some weewee. As we sat there drinking, he poked me with questions.

'' Have you had sex before ? '' he asked ?

'' Yes '' I lied.

'' Oh then, what does a snatch flavour like, is it hard or soft ? '' I thought on it for a moment, knowing I 've never really felt one.

'' indulgent '' I told him, which he nodded.

'' What does it taste like ? '' he asked.

I recoiled, not certain what he was asking. He prodded me about Brianne and asked if I had ever taken her pants off. I shook my head.

'' You know, I can show you a way to unbutton her drawers and get them off without her even really knowing. ``

I expressed my interestingness in learning this trick. He said he would prove me by doing it on me. As he was older than me, he was also much bigger than me, over 6 feet tall, and I had n't completely grown past 5'3 yet, so he felt very large next to me, as he had me lay on the lounge, and he began to run slowly on top of me. After a few nimble motions my pants were undone, and he backed off a little.

We both looked down at my drawers. `` See. '' he said. `` Do you need to try it ? ''

I agreed and we switched sides, I began grinding on him similarly, and tried to get his push button undone but the position was too unenviable and I was nervous, so I backed off him, and told him I could n't. He asked if I wanted him to show me again. I agreed.

As he grinded on me more, one hand on my pant, the other around my spinal column, holding me close to him, our headland next to each former as he vigorously dry humped me for a couple minutes, he backed away again. This clock time I saw that my pants were half down.

'' See, it 's not so hard, do you want to try again ? ''

I nodded, and we switched places. I began grinding on him ho-hum, my hired man tearing at his push until it finally came undone, and I pulled harder to cohere the zipper further. His pants were completely unfold, but unlike me, who had worn underwear that day, he had n't. His intemperately rooster sprang free, and I jumped back, not expecting it.

'' Have you ever seen another tool before ? '' He asked. I shook my head.

'' Not in somebody '' I told him.

'' It 's no big hand, you 'll see a lot of them when you get to the exhibitor in gym. '' He laid back, his cock, which was the biggest I had ever seen, sticking out from his drawers.

'' So, '' he went on, `` Now you have her pants off, so you want to work her pussy, at first base it may savour strange, but it gets better. '' he said.

I nodded.

'' It actually does n't smack much different then a dick. '' He stared at me. I met his gaze and we stared at each other for a footling.

'' If you want to try it, go ahead and taste it. '' He said. `` This way you wo n't be scared when you go down on a girl. ``

I shook my head, but he insisted. He said it was n't a big heap and nobody had to know. I inched closer to his still erect cock and pressed my sassing up against it. He leaned back on the couch with his handwriting over his straits.

'' There you go, now put your rima oris around it. ``

I did as he told me. I felt the warmth of his cock on my rim as I pushed his cock deeper into my oral cavity. I felt one of his hands pressing against the back of my mind, as he guided my fountainhead up and down. At this point, with his big shaft stretching my lips, I began to feel his cock get declamatory, before his cum guesswork into my pharynx. I attempted to recoil, but he held my head firmly in place.

'' retain it right there, this is what it tastes like when a missy semen too '' he said.

I struggled for a mo, and then relaxed as I slowly began swallowing each spurt of his cum. I looked up at him and he kept my gaze for a moment, and then released my head and his hammer popped out of my mouth.

'' It did n't taste so bad, right ? '' he said.

Feeling flustered, I agreed, I was confused as to what just happened, but dismissed it.

'' If you ever want more crest on what to do with fair sex again, just let me know. '' he said.

I nodded, and he left pretty quickly after that. What happened next storm even me .