Girls, who got your first blowjob?

i know im a guy but the first time i gave a blowjob it was with my best friend joey i had a really huge crush on him and i really loved sucking his dick it was the best feeling ever i love haveing a cock in my mouth

 

My mom's younger brother. I was 11, he was 28. I was a rebellious girl in an oppressively religious household, and he played into my rebellious need to "sin". So he convinced me that experimenting with sex would be just the thing for me. My first blowjob was done by playing a game where he covered his penis with peanut butter, and I was to remove it with my mouth. It takes a lot of work to clean a penis of peanut butter using only one’s mouth. About half way through his body tensed up and began to quiver, his breath heaved and moaned … and I felt the peanut butter liquefy and run down my throat. And that was it … to this day I can’t stand the smell or taste of peanut butter.

 

Did this experience also make you swear you'd never give another blowjob again? I guess you hated your uncle after this, didn't you?

 

Well, the problem goes deeper than that. I don't hate my (now deceased) uncle, but I feel sorry for men like him. The "affair" went on for months. We did the blowjob thing a few times, not just once, then I didn't want to do it anymore. But in addition, he also had me suck peanut butter off his lips and tongue, and that got me quite nauseated.

The result is that I hate men's mouths. I have a strong aversion to oral sex of any kind being performed on me anywhere on my body. I don't kiss, ever. On the other hand I will give oral, although it's not my favorite thing, but only to solidify an erection for penetration. My husband and I are in the swinger lifestyle, and it's difficult to just fuck without some preparation of the penis, especially for the older guys. But I will not allow any oral done on me by men or women.

I also dislike the thought of mixing food with sex. No whipped cream on the lips or tits or anything like that. But don't get the impression I'm a prude. I LOVE vaginal and anal intercourse, and I am addicted to adult theater gangbang type sex and gloryhole sex.

 

I'm sorry you had this experience with your uncle. But I'm also wondering why you let the affair go on for months after the first blowjob. It's too bad that it gave you such a strong aversion to cunnilingus being performed on you. All my girlfriends have told me how much they loved it when I ate them out, and my last GF, who was in her 50s, like I am, told me I was the first man ever to make her orgasm from cunnilingus, which of course, made me enjoy doing that for her even more. She once asked me when I knew that I enjoyed cunnilingus, and I told her I knew I was going to enjoy it before I ever did it!

 

Oh, I know that there is great pleasure in receiving oral on a conscious level, but my problem is at a subconscious level, and I can’t just make that go away. The question about why I let the “affair” go on for so long doesn’t have an easy answer. It actually started two years earlier but I wasn’t aware of it at that time. Let me explain.

Growing up in a First Nations community in the 60s guaranteed a life of boredom and ignorance. To make matters worse, I had OCD, which was misdiagnosed by a stupid Onondaga doctor (more like a witch doctor) as schizophrenia, and I was put on antipsychotics, which essentially turned me into a zombie and added to the perception that I was a nut case. In 1969 a serious mental illness put you in the “no one gives a shit about you” category in the Native community.

But my mom’s younger brother, Jimmy, was different. He was the only adult I knew who wasn’t a drunk, and he never cast me aside. Whenever he was around me, I was always the center of his universe. He was always hugging me, always touching me, always talking to me (even though I rarely responded), always tickling and playing with me. He constantly tried to get me alone, and whenever he succeeded, the touching became feeling up and the playing became sexual. Of course I had no clue what was really happening. To me, it was wonderful to have so much attention directed at me … especially the physical attention. It felt nice to be felt all over, especially when the rest of your life is spent numbed out on medication.

And, depending on how much time his window of opportunity was, he would do “something” with me to cause him to have an orgasm. “Something” could be anything from rocking me on his lap to actually penetrating me (in a very sneaky manner) with the head of his penis. Pretty much every time we were alone together, even if it was just for a minute, it would result in him having an orgasm. And I didn’t mind, mainly because I didn’t know it was “wrong”, and it made me feel important and significant in a world which would otherwise be void of everything.

This went on for about a month, then it stopped when a real doctor took me off the medication. I guess he got spooked when he realized I wasn’t as “brain dead” as I appeared. Now fast forward two years. The hormones of puberty were just kicking in, and I became obsessed with sex and with what happened to me two years earlier. I approached Jimmy and told him that I knew everything that happened when I was 9. I told him I knew how he would dip into me, then pull out and cum in his pants.

After a string of denials, I threatened to tell on him if he didn’t admit it … and he did. A couple days later we talked and talked, and agreed to have an “affair”. I put “affair” in quotes because it was all about HIS orgasm. I was convinced the only purpose to have sex was to induce an orgasm in the male, and that MY pleasure was all emotional. But this time he didn’t have to be sneaky. He didn’t have to distract me or pretend to play with me, etc. And this time he could penetrate with the entire length of his penis and not just the head. And, because I had not yet had my first period, he didn’t have to pull out and cum in his pants. Unfortunately, that wasn’t enough for him. He wanted to experiment with oral sex, anal sex, and making out. And that’s where the peanut butter thing started. And I hated it all. So we went back to vaginal sex, and that’s where it stayed until the “affair” ended.

Anyway, sorry to write a book here, but I have an excuse – I have OCD.

 

When I was 16 I stayed over at my best friend's house one night. I took a shower and bumped into her brother in the hallway in just a towel. That night he walked me home and we made out in a dark corner in my backyard and when I realized he was hard I gave him a BJ. I felt super-powerful when he twitched wildly inside my mouth and shot a hot load for me! Been at it ever since!

 

So hot! Did you ever blow that guy again? How did your friend react when she found out you had blown her brother? Was she upset about it or not?

 

I know this a question for girls...but..I got my first blowjob at the age of 60!..my wife(since passed away).had an aversion to blowjobs, even tho I would regularly go down on her..My partner now..loves cunnilingus, and even though she had a bad experience when she was younger with blowjobs...she is more than happy to suck my cock. No swallows yet, but plenty of cum in mouth, its a feeling of trust..with swallowing..she takes direction well, and is becoming my dream girl!
My first blowjob with her was magnificent!..I did NOT! have to hold back, and just let her suck till we BOTH! got what we wanted.We are making up for lost time now..lol..its not unusual, to have her blow me, while driving, sitting on the couch, at the drive in..If she asks.."You shower today??"..I KNOW! she is ready for me to bust a nut in her mouth..

 

He was an adult neighbor I seduced when I was 13. Apparently, I did pretty good. I just copied what I'd seen on my parent's porn tapes.

 

And why did you seduce this older man, QuartzKitty? Was it because he was handsome or sexy? About how old was he, and was he married or not? And did he return the favor by eating you out?

 

Wow. You're the first senior I've ever come across to use the term 'bust a nut'. Guess that's the Internet for you, collapsing all generation gaps and socio-linguistic signifiers.

 

My boyfriend (now husband). I was 17. There was no cum in, on our around my face.

 

I was 19 and it was a boyfriend. I'd dreamt about doing it so many times that it felt like I'd already done it a billion times. I got good feedback... but I never finished him off because he said he used to try and hold off, hmm....