“Jimmy, the guy I dated so long, was about as horny as they come but he didn’t mind if I only jerked him off. He was a little bit more experienced than I was and he already knew about eating pussy. That gave me the idea about going down on him, see, and after I found out how nice it was to have a guy’s prick in your mouth and how you could tease him along until his balls foamed over and he shot out about a gallon Of that hot, salty cream, I was just about as wild about eating dick as I was of jerking a guy off.
“See, I’ve always been just a pig about guys and their come. Somehow, the sight of a big, hard, fat cock standing tall and shooting that wonderful cream out into the air, that’s always really turned me on more than anything else, I guess. There’s something about the sight of it, knowing that I’m the one who got this guy all worked up and that I also brought him off so that he was squirting jism all over the place, that really makes me take off. Lots of times I’ve felt my pussy just boil over with my own come and I wouldn’t even be touching it and the guy wouldn’t be feeling it either. I guess that’s what you call a sympathetic reaction, right? “It’s a good thing I found out about how nice it is — to give a guy a hand job and how they can do the same back to me, because if I hadn’t, I know for a fact that I’d have just withered up and died long ago. Why, even on the very first date I ever had my panties were all soaked, just from being close to the guy, and we weren’t even kissing or trying to neck it up, even! And when I really started that stuff, I just about died! Lord, the first time a guy stood next to me and kissed me, so I could feel his legs pressing against mine and his chest squashing my titties down a little, I got so worked up that I could barely stand on my own legs! The first guy that ever tried anything with me was just wonderful. When he started brushing the tips of his fingers over my thighs I nearly fainted and of course I really let go when he started fingering my pussy through my panties.
“When I started dating Jimmy I really started finding out about guys. I told him right off that I was scared to death of getting pregnant and he said it was all right, if I’d just do him with my hand. He showed me how to jack a guy off, doing it real slow and easy till all of a sudden he just can’t hold it back any more, and then ending up with some real fast strokes of your fist. Man, the first time I ever saw him shoot off I was so proud of myself! And he was real good with his hands too. He could nearly always make me come within five minutes after we’d start necking and usually he’d keep after me till I’d come two or three times in his hand.
“Jimmy was the one who got me interested in that French stuff too. We went off on a picnic one Saturday afternoon and he had a lot of those pictures showing men and women doing things to each other. I was really shook up the first time I saw a shot of a guy licking a cunt. The idea of something like that was almost too much for me to handle. But Jimmy put his mouth on mine, after he’d told me that this was how he’d like to lick my snatch, and when I felt his tongue playing over my lips and digging into my mouth I just had to have his face between my legs.
“So I laid back on the blanket, after I’d stripped down to the skin, and he really did it to me. Wow! I’d had some comes before, I thought, but once he got his mouth right over the meat of my pussy I just went wild with it. He ate my cunt till I thought sure it was going to drop off and then he moved up and started kissing my mouth. Mmm, that was swell too, tasting my cunt on his lips and sucking my come off his tongue! It just made me so hot I could hardly stand it so I grabbed Jimmy’s cock and started pumping.
“He was stripped too and, before I knew what I was doing, I had him straddling me and I was mouthing the tip of his cock. He was kneeling right over my breasts and I was rubbing my nipples into his balls while I sucked, which made it all the nicer. And then he started to come! At first I didn’t want it in my mouth and I pulled away. The first jets splashed on my cheek and as soon as I felt that warm, slick stuff on my face I knew I had to have it in my mouth. So I stuffed his big cock back between my lips and started sucking the come out of him. Man, was that ever some delicious brew he was shooting out! “I know of some girls who claim that a man’s come is the awfullest stuff in the world but, believe me, back when I was seventeen or eighteen and going with Jimmy or a couple of the guys I dated after he and I broke up, I thought that come was just the best stuff in the world! I think I could have lived on the stuff, almost.
“Well, it wasn’t long till Jimmy and I were really French artists. He liked to tease me along, to play with my pussy till I was almost ready to come and then ease off, so I’d just simmer for a while. There were times when I wanted to come so bad I’d almost cry. Hell, I’d beg and plead with him to stick his tongue up my cunt and finish me off but — lie was too smart for that. He’d just lay back and there wasn’t a thing I could do to force him into finishing me.
“But then I got smart and started paying attention to what I was doing. I learned how to play with his cock and balls and to get him so blasted hot his nuts would almost fall off, he wanted it so bad, and once I’d given him a good case of the ache, he learned not to leave me dangling so long. But I’ll say this for putting it off and stretching it out till you think you’re going to die, you want to come so bad that when you finally do make it, you really come! “Once Jimmy and I broke up, I had it a little more difficult. He’d fucked me a few times, mostly on real special occasions, but 1 just never could forget about getting pregnant. That always stayed in the back of my mind, even when my cunt pumped away like a fire hose, and I guess that’s the main reason I never came quite as well that way. Most of the guys, though, they thought it was kid stuff to 'get by with hand jobs and several of them were really down on blow jobs and eating pussy. I remember this one guy he nearly kicked me out of the car when I started licking his cock.
“You cheap little bitch!” he yelled out, jerking his prick away and scooting away from me till you’d have thought I was something drug in from the garbage heap. “If I’d known you were a cocksucker, I’d never have taken you out!”
“But by that time I was really hooked on the French way and I just figured that, if he couldn’t dig it, too bad for him. There were lots of guys around who didn’t mind a bit having their dicks sucked, and a fair number of them were really ready to chew on a girl’s pussy too. So I was getting mine pretty regular, even if it wasn’t in quite the same way as most of the other girls.
“I guess I was about twenty when I met Paul. He was real nice, just the coolest guy you’d ever want to see. And did be ever love tonguing me! Man, I could lay over him for an hour or two, just rubbing my cunt into his mouth and going down on that big fat cock of his! He wasn’t nearly as quick to come as a lot of guys I’ve known, and I could spend a long time working the skin back and forth over the head of his dick, running my tongue around that groove where the head meets the shaft, and licking on his balls. But when he finally let go, man! It was like Old Faithful up at Yellowstone. The way he could spurt out that love juice! “We were spending one Saturday afternoon in his apartment, loving it up like it was going out of style, when he tried this new thing on*me. I don’t know why I did it, but I was stretched out over him, just having myself a ball with his cock, when all of a sudden I got this idea to jab my finger into his ass. He bad a real cute little asshole, with a fringe of black fur around it, and I shoved in my middle finger up to about the second knuckle. I’d never done anything like that to a guy before, not in my whole life, and I still don’t know why I did it that afternoon.
“Wow! He let out a grunt like he’d been kicked in the gut and then he started to let the cream fly! I’d already sucked him off once that afternoon and I wasn’t expecting another flood, at least not that soon. But I’m telling you, that man just about drowned me in come! Oh, did he ever shoot it out! And as soon as he’d finished coming, damned if he didn’t do it to me! Yeah, right up my fanny went his finger and then. I knew what I’d done to him.
“I’d had myself some fine old times with guys before but this one-with Paul digging his tongue about six inches deep in my cunt and jabbing that finger up my ass-it just wiped me out completely. I felt as though I was melting and running down into his mouth. The come was so hard, and it just went on forever, it seemed, until I couldn’t even move any more. I gave a little groan and rolled off him. Man, I was sucked and fingered right into a daze! “From that day to this, all I’ve got to do is just think about a finger dipping into my asshole and I’m hot. I mean, really hot, like I was about to let go and have a real, gut-shaking come. Lots of times I’ve brought myself off just by sitting in a chair with my legs crossed and doing nothing more than thinking about a finger working around in my butt. I’d never been able to do it before, just by crossing my legs and squeezing them together on my pussy, but now that I had that finger to think about, and could remember how delicious it had been when Paul ran that finger in me, I could squeeze a come out of my pussy almost any time.
“At first I was a little shy and bashful about talking to Paul about this. I guess I had my share of hang-ups about the asshole but damn it, I just loved it so much that I had to say something! It turned out that he’d never been punctured there either, so I guess you could say we took each other’s cherry in a way. He was just like me-the feeling of a finger sliding in that little brownie hole was the greatest thing ever and be was really up for me doing it to him all the time while we were going down on each other.
“I was taking the Pill by this time and letting Paul give me a fuck in the cunt every now and then, though I.
