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Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. All during high school I pursued a beautiful, but overprotected Catholic girl who really had little or no romantic interest in me.
We had kept in touch and even dated occasionally and at the age of 23 she was moving to the West Coast to study alternative medicine. We were enjoying a last date together and I pleaded my case to allow me one opportunity to consummate the great passion I had for her. Bridget fended off my advances, even when I suggested what I hoped was an irresistible offer to perform oral sex on her.
I really thought she might find this prospect as great a temptation as I did, and I kind of figured if she didn't have to do anything but enjoy, then maybe she would go along. But this too met with her gentle, but unwavering refusal. As I was prepared to leave, feeling frustrated and defeated, she stood with me in the entry hall of her old downtown apartment and we shared a long smoldering kiss. As our lips parted I whispered one more time how desperately I needed to make love with her, taste her, lick her.
She lay her head on my shoulder and sighed sadly. But you've never really understood me. That I don't want that? That I don't want you begging to serve me? And yet, all that loyalty and love should not be completely unrewarded. Bridget teasingly Cum in my mouth stories my shirt, slid her fingers down my chest and began tugging at my belt. At this point I should probably explain that I had had onerather disastrous romantic relationship, predictably with another young Catholic girl who, after much persuading, finally allowed me to perform cunnilingus on her but refused all other forms of sexual contact.
After seeing me naked and aroused on one occasion, she proclaimed that I was abnormally well endowed and would cause her physical pain and permanent harm if she were to have sex with me. She succeeded in convincing me that I was something of a freak. For these reasons I was very self-conscious about my size, and totally unprepared for Bridget's intentions. Bridget fumbled my belt open and tugged down my fly.
She kissed me and probed my mouth with her tongue while pushing my pants off my hips. My erection tented my black boxer shorts and throbbed against her belly. She gave a sexy laugh and whispered, "I think you like it already. I helped her push my shorts down and my fully rigid erection sprang upward. Bridget stared down at it for several long seconds and I heard her whisper under her breath, "Oh God!
She ran her tongue up the side of my neck and whispered in my ear "I think it's hot. You're so hard. And so big. My bobbing erection brushed the warm skin of her cheek and she looked up at me to whisper, "I always wondered what it would be like to suck a really big one.
I thought I would blow my load the instant she began to circle the throbbing end of my cock with her soft pink tongue, but I closed my eyes and fought back the rushing in my loins. The sensations only increased and opening my eyes I looked down to see that Bridget had parted her lips and was shallowly admitting the flared crown of my erection into her hot mouth.
She heard my heavy breathing and slipped my dick out her mouth and ran her tongue up and down the underside of the shaft. She did this for several minutes, staring into my eyes while massaging my cock with her tongue and bathing the head in her warm saliva.
Having no experience I also had no answer but to groan in agonized pleasure as she again opened her mouth and let the head sink past her lips. Her teeth grazed the shaft as she pressed forward and several inches of my cock disappeared into her mouth. The knot holding her silky brown tresses fell loose and her hair spilled around her face and shoulders as she bobbed her mouth up and down my dick making it glisten with her wetness.
My excitement surpassed mere arousal and I watched transfixed as she orally ingested more and more of my turgid pole. I felt my dick bump against the opening of her Cum in my mouth stories and she emitted a gurgling moan and slipped her mouth off my cock. A thick string of glistening saliva connected her lower lip to my throbbing organ and her lips were wet with spit and my oozing precum.
She stroked my slippery tool with both hands and looking up at me said, "I never did this with one so big. Am I doing okay? I love getting it in my mouth. You know. You wanna fuck my mouth? I couldn't believe my ears.
My angel liked to be fucked in her mouth; was asking me to fuck her mouth. I found I was staring down at her in disbelief. I pushed Bridget's hair from her face so I could watch her and she moaned "Oh yeah" as I gathered up a handful of her hair in my left hand and guided my twitching pole toward her open mouth.
I pushed the helmet between her lips and she opened her mouth wide to accept my girth. Her tongue danced around the head until I pressed deeper in and began to slowly piston back and forth inside her mouth stretching her lips wider.
I pulled free and saliva dribbled out of her open lips. Bridget took her hands from my thighs and gazed innocently up into my eyes while I plugged her sweet lips full of my throbbing maleness. She reached behind her neck and untied the slender straps holding up the front of her low-cut dress and pushed the soft fabric away from her small, firm breasts.
She cupped a breast in each hand and fondled her hardened nipples as I continued to pump her face with mounting intensity. I stroked faster and deeper.
The harder I fucked her face the more Bridget moaned. I pulled out and she gasped for breath but reached instantly for my sloppy pole. Saliva dripped from her parted lips and my glistening shaft, coating the soft skin between her petite breasts. Levering my cock up against my belly, she kissed the tip and slid her lips down the shaft and swirled her tongue around my tightening balls. She strained forward and I felt the crown press into the opening of her throat. Bridget gurgled incoherently as she slipped the thick, wet end of my prick in and out of her tender throat.
She backed off slightly for a second and sucked air in around the meat filling her mouth and then again forced it back into her throat. She managed to impale herself around all but two or three inches at the root of my staff before she had to relent or gag. A heavy wad of saliva spilled from her open lips as she pulled my cock out of her mouth. She gazed at my thoroughly spit-soaked and reddened erection for a moment, then studiously licked and sucked the head before treating me to several long, slow stokes, stuffing the head down her throat and engulfing more than half my length on each stroke.
Finally she paused and I noticed that she had slipped a hand under her skirt. She closed her eyes and held my cockhead tightly between her lips while she shuddered and quietly Cum in my mouth stories. After a moment she opened her eyes and released my cock. What makes you cum? I was almost too stunned to speak. Nothing in my experience had prepared me for this moment. Okay," I muttered stupidly.
I hope you don't want that. You're just too big for me to really deepthroat all the way. She opened her mouth and sucked me quickly and shallowly for a few moments and then added, "Cum for me. She would pause and run her tongue over the sensitive glans just under the tip and then stroke me deeply in and out of her mouth. Knowing she wanted me to cum seemed to release some inner reservation and I felt cum begin to boil up into my shaft. Bridget seemed to sense it too. My cock grew even harder as she held her mouth wide open urging me to plunge it into her wet throat. I was holding her hair back and cradling the back of her head with both hands as I deeply fucked her, the flared helmet popping in Cum in my mouth stories out of her throat with a liquid smack and her mouth quivering when I suddenly reached the point of no return.
With a spasm of lust my bulging testicles blasted a thick wad of scalding semen against the back of her throat. Bridget suddenly backed off and slipped my spasming penis out of her mouth, wrapped her delicate fingers around my bucking shaft and held the head a fraction of an inch before her lips jacking me off in her face.
A second immense wad of semen exploded from my engorged prick. It burst against her slightly parted lips, splashing into her hot mouth, and was immediately followed by two more thick gobs that splattered her right cheek, streaked her dark hair and spotted her forehead. The following squirt missed her face and struck the wall behind her head with an audible splat. She gagged slightly and coughed, cum and saliva dribbling out of her mouth as more of my fresh semen blasted against her neck and squirted over her parted lips.
Then she rubbed her face against the twitching flesh of my cock and smeared the last several w all over her lips, nose and chin. Cum smeared her startled face and open lips as she looked up at me in surprise. She reached up to encircle my still twitching shaft with her soft fingers. As it began to soften slightly she popped it back into her mouth and deeply sucked it, making me groan and jerk my hips. Pausing for a second she looked up at me.
Freshly blasted semen dripped from her lips and oozed between her tits. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked the sloppy end of my organ, swirling her tongue under the sensitive tip making the shaft twitch and jump. She giggled again and leaned back on her heels. My cock hung thick, glistening and half-limp before her open lips, strings of slippery ejaculate and saliva connecting my throbbing penis to her messy mouth.
Bridget glanced down and exclaimed "Ooooo! My dress! She held her dress carefully away from her body with one hand as she stood before me. Splattered cum and saliva clung to her firm breasts and erect nipples, smeared down her abdomen towards her navel. A gooey mess of slippery gobs clung to her chin, her lips, her right cheek and across her nose.
For a moment she allowed me to gaze at her perfect form clad only in very skimpy white string bikini panties, white heels, a gold choker necklace, and the of my lust. Then she whispered, "I'll be right back" and slipped away toward her bedroom. I watched her move away, my head still swimming in an erotic fog. Slowly I gathered my wits enough to pull up my pants and move back into her living room to sit on the couch. In a few minutes Bridget came back to me. She had pulled on a tiny, cropped white tee shirt that barely covered her pert breasts but left her flat belly and scantily clad bottom otherwise exposed.
She had tied her hair back with a white satin ribbon and washed the slippery mess Cum in my mouth stories her face. She had left on her white-heeled sandals. She kissed me deeply as she snuggled in next to me on the couch. My shirt was still open and she lightly caressed my skin and shyly whispered, "I hope you don't think I'm a slut now. I don't normally let a guy cum all over my face, you know. She paused and looked down at her hand cradling my balls and bit her lower lip seductively. She traced her fingertips lightly up and down my shaft as it stiffened and lifted the front of my trousers.
You might as well tell me. I already know it's huge. I persisted in my denial. She skipped away and quickly returned with a seamstress' measuring tape. The thought of her handling my cock again, and what that might lead to, outweighed any reservations I felt about her proposal, so that when she sweetly asked "May I?Cum in my mouth stories
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Remembering the Taste of Cum in My Mouth