Giving (M)y (F)irst Blowjob (Long) | 2016

Let me pre-empt this by saying that these events happened during my second year of University, two years ago - involving myself(Hannah) and Jack, a housemate of mine who quickly became a close friend. I'm hoping to share more on here if well received. I apologise in advance if I go into too much detail. Throwaway made for obvious reasons.

First I'll tell you briefly about myself, then Jack. I'm Hannah, I'm 5'9, I have long brown hair that frizzes way too often, Pale skin, Brown/Amber eyes, I often wear glasses, i have what I'd describe as a medium bust, and I'm fairly thin. I don't have the biggest ass, but it's got a nice curve to it.

Jack was about 5'10, had pale skin but somehow tanned easily, blue eyes, a brown crew-cut hairstyle, and had taken it upon himself to spend the second year of University getting into shape despite already being thin/fairly toned. Despite his good looks, Jack was generally fairly shy and nerdy, often hanging out and playing video or board games with myself when we had days with no lectures to attend. He also, much like myself, enjoyed going out for a drink fairly regularly - and it's safe to say we bonded more than anyone else in our household of 6 during these days and were considered closer than most of the housemates.

I gave my first blowjob following our first semester exams halfway through the year. Our house had spent the evening at the local pub celebrating being free of exams, which had led to us becoming slightly merry. We all decided to carry on once we returned home as we saw no reason for the night to stop, Singstar was both suggested. Shortly after midnight the conversation took a slight turn sexual. We went around the room discussing past partners, likes/dislikes, and after some discussion about myself, I informed them rather meekly that I was still a virgin. About half the group found it mildly surprising, and the others already knew so thought nothing of it. The conversation stayed sexual and it wasn't long before I was admitting that I hadn't even seen a cock IRL before, let alone done anything else, but getting to grips with one was high up on my to-do list! I remember being proud of that line even when sober. After this the conversation moved elsewhere, coming back to sex but not lingering on it too long.

At this point I noticed Jack's attitude towards me change. If I'd have been sober I'd have probably realised what it was straight away, and that, knowing he was a virgin from previous talks, had started seeing me in a different light, and that drink was giving him the confidence he needed. Not being sober, I noticed he was paying a lot more attention to me, and asking a lot more sexual questions, but didn't really read into it. We were having a fun time as a House, I wasn't really looking for anything else!

As it got to about 2am half of the house went to bed leaving me, Jack and another housemate named Alex. Now the conversation got intense. Sexual Fantasies were being openly discussed, Fetishes, and I even drunkenly mentioned at one point how I was dying to suck a cock, the idea of giving and making someone explode with just your mouth being such a huge turn on. Although I said it very casually during the conversation, the atmosphere in the room changed instantly - I could tell both of these guys were suddenly looking at me, thinking of ME. The power this came with was exhilarating and unexpected . They were hanging on my every word. We spoke for about ten minutes more, the conversation being directed back to me wherever possible as they wanted to hear me describing what I wanted/how I wanted to be treated/etc, Alex and Jack getting more and more turned on the more they asked of me. I wanted to talk as well, I loved hearing my own fairly timid voice discussing the dirtiest acts I could think so in front of two guys I lived with. Alex was beginning to show, and he must have known because he excused himself shortly after, and with a tent in his shorts, went to bed - I assume (and partly hope!) to stroke himself stupid.

Now I was a virgin, but I wasn't unaware of all things sexual - I wanted Jack, and was 99% sure Jack wanted me. He was smart, hot and we were both clearly horny. But, having not done this before, didn't know how to proceed. After a minute or two of small talk, failing to get the conversation to a point where I could jump him, cowardice took over, and I stupidly suggested we went to bed as it was incredibly late, and hated myself as I was saying it. Jack agreed without much fuss, we moved our stuff and both left the room together, cursing myself for not just making a 'move' even if that move had been to start undressing or something else equally blatant.

I didn't get much of an opportunity to curse myself though. We got to my room on the second floor (his room being next to mine) and kind of stood outside my room expecting him to say his goodnights. He didn't and I could tell he wanted to ask to come in, a feeling we both shared. He stood there, seeming to be drunkenly weighing up his options as I waited for him to say something or go to bed. He seemed to make up his mind, and not in the fashion I expected. A quick look over the railing to see if anyone was coming, then looked at me before looking down, unbuttoning the top of his jeans and sliding them down to his ankles, revealing the fairly big bulge pressed against his maroon boxers-briefs. At this point I was kind of standing there, hand over my mouth, hardly able to hold my balance from the drink, just watching as he waited for my reaction. After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably less than ten seconds he put his hand over it, squeezed it and simply said "Go on then".

I've gotten a lot more confident, but then having not done this before, I did what I was told. The excitement was overwhelming, but I tried to remain calm, I'd never seen one up close before, and I literally couldn't wait. I calmed my nerves, tried to remain balanced and walked over to him. We didn't kiss, to be honest we were probably too drunk to make a good job of it, we just kind of stared at each other and smiled excitedly, before a brief laugh broke the tension. I knelt before him and was amazed by his bulge. It wasn't the thickest, but it was long and threatened to poke out the bottom left of his boxer briefs. He placed a hand on my head, stroking my hair and gently pushing me towards his crotch. I let him guide me, him rubbing my face against his concealed hard on, letting out a moan as I placed my lips over the bulge and ran my lips along it. Him moaning was a huge turn on for me. I could see he was getting off on just rubbing my face on and all over it.

I put my hands on his legs, slightly for balance, and run my right hand up his left leg. He was looking down at me, biting his lip as I slipped my hand up inside his boxer briefs and found it, touching a cock for the first time. Fuck It was smooth. I wrapped my fingers around it and tugged gently, breaking out into laughter again as I looked up at his face, him not hiding the fact he was loving every second of it. I slipped his boxer briefs up and over his cock, it immediately standing to attention, pushing my face to the one side. It was long, it was hot. I loved how it looked, it seemed to never end, the head on it that prominent.

"Please" he said as I rested my hands on it "I need it" practically begging me to suck his cock, which only made me hornier. So I did as asked, I put my hands around his cock, stroked him and started sucking on the head. Before I'd had time to think about whether I liked it or not, Jack started moaning my name following by the words "fuck yeh" almost on loop. "Oh Hannah... Oh fuck yeh... Oh Hannah.... fuck.... suck it Hannah" and so on. He was loving every second of it, and the more he enjoyed it, the more I enjoyed sucking him.

I was terrified that someone would step outside and spot us as well, which made the idea of me making him cum sooner all the more appealing. The idea of public had always been a turn on. Actually doing it? Terrifying. I couldn't deep throat him, no chance, but I made sure he enjoyed every second of it, milking his cock. Sucking on him as he stood there and drunkenly moaned a little too loud.

It wasn't long before he couldn't hold himself much longer and I could tell by his increased breathing. He wasn't going to last another minute. I decided then, stupid idea or not, he was going to blow his load in my mouth, it always looked hot in porn. So I didn't stop, I kept sucking and sucking, feeling him getting closer and closer. As he was getting 'there' he reached down, leaving my lips wrapped around the head of his cock, and started stroking it into my mouth as fast as he could. I readied myself for his load, any second. God I could hardly wait it turned me on that much. He stroked himself faster and faster, my lips waiting, when he started moaning louder. He pulled his cock out of my mouth at the last second, suddenly realising he must have had different plans, and shot his load all over me. His cum coming out in huge long streaks, first three plastering my face, the others dripping down across my black short dress I had on, ruining it.

He mumbled to himself "oh my god, oh my god" as he drunkenly stumbled to put his cock away. Pulling his jeans up before taking a few steps towards his room. I stood up and went to my doorway, not really knowing what to say as his cum dripped down over my face and onto my dress. He looked at me, smiled, ear to ear, and simply said " Thanks I guess" before slumping against his door. This made me smile, and I waved him away, "Get some sleep" I told him, before he opened his door and disappeared into his room. After how much he's drunk he told me he collapsed straight away. It wasn't even half 2. We talked more the next day than we did that night.

I immediately went back to my room, Slumped against my door and fingered myself for about the next hour, so incredibly turned on, not even remembering how many times I came. That experience was exhilarating.

That was the first time, and one of my most memorable. I have plenty of other stories I'd be willing to share :) it's been a fun two years. If you've got any advice to make my writing style better I'd much appreciate it, no point sharing stories if I can't do them justice!