Expanding my horizons...
I wasn’t yet 16 and I was already a fellatio virtuoso… however I had done that with only one guy…and I wanted to see if I could apply my techniques to other guys as well….but it wasn’t easy…
I was propositioned loads of time….but I didn’t want to become a girlfriend to someone…I didn’t want to deal with the drama, the possessive attitude...the jealousy that seemed to be the norm with guys of the same age as me… The concept of friends with benefits was not common in those days.
I went out with a couple of guys…we went to cinema…but at that time in Mauritius, there was only the ABC cinema in Rose Hill (there was a couple of other shady cinemas elsewhere – but not fit to go there). But there was only so little you could do in a cinema – we could do only masturbation, our hands hidden by our jackets placed on our laps… I remember the first time I did this was while watching Jurassic Park… I went out with a boy who had been courting me and invited me to see that movie. I cuddled up to him during the movie… and as the T rex was roaring on the screen, I slipped my hand over his crotch… I could feel he was quite hard underneath his jeans… It was quite awkward as I fumbled with his belt and buttons…but ultimately I managed to free his cock…and wanked him…until he came underneath his jacket… I licked the cum that got on my fingers…then settled down to watch people running away from the velociraptors.
Most of my dates were like this… caressing the crotches of boys…but they were either inexperienced or too shocked to try anything on their own, except from kissing me… and awkwardly fumbling with my bra. Very few had the courage to get their fingers inside my panties…. It was at that time that I developed a thing for older guys… boys of my age were too inexperienced…. And I was quite frustrated with doing only masturbation…I wanted to feel a hard cock inside my mouth…I wanted to perform fellatio so much….I wanted to give pleasure with my lips and tongue…
Once I targeted guys a couple of years older than me…things started getting better – We went to various places of varying privacy… spent time in the back of the Plaza in Rose Hill – couldn’t do more than heavy petting there obviously… We also went to the botanic gardens of Curepipe, where we could do a bit more, but had to be careful of peeping toms – I’ll talk a bit more about that later. Occasionally, we went to some cabin snacks in rose hill where we had lots of privacy…but it was quite limited space…and I always felt awkward with all the guys looking at me lewdly going in there.
The next cock I sucked was during Intercollege athletics competition. This was quite an event for students at that time…it’s a pity that this got lost with the years. It was a time where we were free… less adult supervision and while dancing and singing in the stands, we got hit on with numerous guys. I had caught the eye of a nice looking boy from RCC… he was definitely older than me….but wasn’t obnoxious. He approached me…and very soon, we were sitting together in the back… It was fun…naughty… lots of other people were doing that…short term couples. He asked me if I wanted to go somewhere more private…and I think he was surprised when I said yes…provided that we don’t have sex.
The somewhere more private, turned out to be the backseat of a car in the parking. He thought that we would be doing some heavy petting…kissing hotly…caressing my tits…and he was shocked when I untied his belt, pulled down his trousers and dived onto his cock… he wasn’t hard yet!! But he quickly got erect under my tongue and lips… I gave him everything I had…I could feel his hand creeping down into my panties…his forefinger parted my swollen wet lips and he started rubbing on my clit. We were both moaning and hot… I sucked him well…I got him completely inside my mouth…I spit on his cock…and licked him…he came within a few minutes inside my mouth…I didn’t swallow, but instead allowed the cum to dribble down the length of his shaft while I continued sucking him.
He masturbated me…but failed to make me cum….and he didn’t want to go down on me… He had cum and was struggling to get hard again. It was funny… I tried sucking on him again…but in vain…so we went back to the stands of the stadium…I went back to my circle of friends…my mouth and lips pasted with his cum…I washed it down with Fanta. My friends thought that I had gone with the suitor and indulged in some heavy petting…little did they know that I ate his cock and had the taste of his cum on my tongue!! He tried to catch up with me…but I didn’t follow up. I think it was mainly because he was reluctant to go down on me…even as at today…I don’t have any respect for a man who doesn’t dine at the Y. I recently read about a celebrity DJ Khaled being bashed on social media because he doesn’t go down on his wife while expecting blowjobs!! Talk about double standards!! That was the norm for me…if you don’t eat it…you are not worthy of my attention…and if you eat it well…then you would be in for a treat of your own!!
Anyway, back to those days - I would most of the time go out with a guy for a month or two…and I made it clear that I wasn’t looking for any emotional bonding thing.. If the guy became too possessive or jealous or commanding, I broke it up before it went any further… However if I had a good feeling, it graduated to masturbation and oral sex.
In Saturday afternoon, I went to tuition in Curepipe, and after tuition, I had a boyfriend who came to meet me…we walked to the botanic gardens and hung out there until late evening. In those days, it was full of courting couples…there wasn’t lots of d**g addicts there as it is now. We would be sitting on the benches…kissing…petting…and then walk off to find a secluded private corner where we would indulge in masturbation/oral sex. I spent lots of times on my knees with my bf against a tree…sucking him…. deepthroating him….licking his balls…and making him cum on my face..on my tits…or even swallowing his cum. He was in his final year in a college in Rose Belle, and he was quite a nice guy. He reciprocated by getting under my long skirts, removing my panties and licking my moist pussy. Very often he wouldn’t be returning my panties…and I had to return home naked underneath my skirt and with my panties in his pocket!! He must have been starting a collection. He told me that he used the scent from my panties to help him masturbate at night thinking of me. Well, whatever gets you off boy!!
Botanic gardens of Curepipe was a nice place for young couples like us…but it had its dangers like I mentioned before…there was lots of peeping toms. While this could be very hot…I never knew I had an exhibitionist streak…but knowing that someone was watching while I was performing a BJ on my boyfriend made me very wet..and incited me to perform even more slutty… I moaned a lot, I caressed my tits…I put my hands inside my panties…opening my legs wide while kneeling and masturbated…all the while having a discreet eye on the guy hiding in the bushes some 10 metres away. I could see him masturbating furiously. My boyfriend was too blinded in his lust to notice anything. It became a game to me…. The lengths the peeping toms went to was amazing…Once one climbed a tree…very high up just to peep on couples having sex. We ourselves occasionally got onto a few couples in various acts of sex…oral sex…masturbation…vaginal sex…but we just said sorry and went our way.
And Peeping Toms had the time of their life…I enjoyed ‘’inadvertedly’’ showing them my BJ skills…a dangerous game…and one day it almost backfired. I was blowing my bf behind a tree next to a river…and on the other bank, I had noticed a middle aged man hiding in the bush oogling us. I was giving my best performance… both for my boyfriend and my ‘spectator’…I was moaning…my blouse was open…my bra removed…my tits exposed…my long skirt was pulled up to my thighs…and I made my bf cum on my face…and in my mouth. Then as I was placing myself against the tree,pulled up my skirt and opening my thighs wide… we heard a voice on the other side of the bank “ bourre sa pitin la ta!! Attane mo vini mo montré toi kuma bizin fer sa pilon » (Fuck that bitch !! Wait I’m gonna show you how to do that ****** !!) Even to that day… about 25 years afterwards…I still remember the exact words shouted by that man…and I still remember the look on his face as he made his way towards us. Fortunately, the river made his progression difficult and we managed to run away…I unfortunately had to leave my bra and my panties behind…but that was a small price to pay for escaping a possible ****!!
Basically this was how I spent my late *********ce…like a butterfly…landing on a flower, sucking up the nectar…then going to another flower. I didn’t have a regular boyfriend… I didn’t stay with someone more than 2-3 months. I wasn’t in any exclusive relationship…. I was enjoying my life as a student. Of course, with time, I started getting something of a reputation… I learnt from a couple of friends that I was nicknamed ‘’soucer cock” (cock sucker) this was obviously being spread by disillusioned former guys whose cocks I’ve sucked…
It very rapidly came to a stop when once I found out who had started this…. I confronted him ..in front of his friends…and he arrogantly told me that “bé to ene soucer cock meme…ki to lé mo dire toi?” (you are indeed a cocksucker, how do you want me to call you) – and then and there in front of his friends I retorted sarcastically that “well, it’s a pity that you have such a tiny cock and that you cum within seconds…. I didn’t even have time to suck your cock properly” He became red in the face as his friends booed him and laughed. And that put a stop to any bad mouthing about me. It seemed that guys would think twice about ruining the reputation of a girl if there was a risk of their own reputation getting ruined”. That boy became known as Lucky Luke…and I doubt he got any girlfriend soon after that!!
I was however after that much more careful about guys with whom I hung out with…. I avoided the popular jocks…and favoured the more nerdy guys…for various reasons….firstly of course, they were less arrogant… then they were more discreet… they didn’t gossip as much as the jocks…then also, they were much more appreciative of my oral administrations…they felt like they were in heaven when I sucked them…and of course…they were more intelligent…we could sustain better conversation.
Since I sucked my first cock at the age of 15, I was never in a serious relationship and must have sucked like a dozen other cocks until I met my first serious boyfriend at the age of 18.
I was propositioned loads of time….but I didn’t want to become a girlfriend to someone…I didn’t want to deal with the drama, the possessive attitude...the jealousy that seemed to be the norm with guys of the same age as me… The concept of friends with benefits was not common in those days.
I went out with a couple of guys…we went to cinema…but at that time in Mauritius, there was only the ABC cinema in Rose Hill (there was a couple of other shady cinemas elsewhere – but not fit to go there). But there was only so little you could do in a cinema – we could do only masturbation, our hands hidden by our jackets placed on our laps… I remember the first time I did this was while watching Jurassic Park… I went out with a boy who had been courting me and invited me to see that movie. I cuddled up to him during the movie… and as the T rex was roaring on the screen, I slipped my hand over his crotch… I could feel he was quite hard underneath his jeans… It was quite awkward as I fumbled with his belt and buttons…but ultimately I managed to free his cock…and wanked him…until he came underneath his jacket… I licked the cum that got on my fingers…then settled down to watch people running away from the velociraptors.
Most of my dates were like this… caressing the crotches of boys…but they were either inexperienced or too shocked to try anything on their own, except from kissing me… and awkwardly fumbling with my bra. Very few had the courage to get their fingers inside my panties…. It was at that time that I developed a thing for older guys… boys of my age were too inexperienced…. And I was quite frustrated with doing only masturbation…I wanted to feel a hard cock inside my mouth…I wanted to perform fellatio so much….I wanted to give pleasure with my lips and tongue…
Once I targeted guys a couple of years older than me…things started getting better – We went to various places of varying privacy… spent time in the back of the Plaza in Rose Hill – couldn’t do more than heavy petting there obviously… We also went to the botanic gardens of Curepipe, where we could do a bit more, but had to be careful of peeping toms – I’ll talk a bit more about that later. Occasionally, we went to some cabin snacks in rose hill where we had lots of privacy…but it was quite limited space…and I always felt awkward with all the guys looking at me lewdly going in there.
The next cock I sucked was during Intercollege athletics competition. This was quite an event for students at that time…it’s a pity that this got lost with the years. It was a time where we were free… less adult supervision and while dancing and singing in the stands, we got hit on with numerous guys. I had caught the eye of a nice looking boy from RCC… he was definitely older than me….but wasn’t obnoxious. He approached me…and very soon, we were sitting together in the back… It was fun…naughty… lots of other people were doing that…short term couples. He asked me if I wanted to go somewhere more private…and I think he was surprised when I said yes…provided that we don’t have sex.
The somewhere more private, turned out to be the backseat of a car in the parking. He thought that we would be doing some heavy petting…kissing hotly…caressing my tits…and he was shocked when I untied his belt, pulled down his trousers and dived onto his cock… he wasn’t hard yet!! But he quickly got erect under my tongue and lips… I gave him everything I had…I could feel his hand creeping down into my panties…his forefinger parted my swollen wet lips and he started rubbing on my clit. We were both moaning and hot… I sucked him well…I got him completely inside my mouth…I spit on his cock…and licked him…he came within a few minutes inside my mouth…I didn’t swallow, but instead allowed the cum to dribble down the length of his shaft while I continued sucking him.
He masturbated me…but failed to make me cum….and he didn’t want to go down on me… He had cum and was struggling to get hard again. It was funny… I tried sucking on him again…but in vain…so we went back to the stands of the stadium…I went back to my circle of friends…my mouth and lips pasted with his cum…I washed it down with Fanta. My friends thought that I had gone with the suitor and indulged in some heavy petting…little did they know that I ate his cock and had the taste of his cum on my tongue!! He tried to catch up with me…but I didn’t follow up. I think it was mainly because he was reluctant to go down on me…even as at today…I don’t have any respect for a man who doesn’t dine at the Y. I recently read about a celebrity DJ Khaled being bashed on social media because he doesn’t go down on his wife while expecting blowjobs!! Talk about double standards!! That was the norm for me…if you don’t eat it…you are not worthy of my attention…and if you eat it well…then you would be in for a treat of your own!!
Anyway, back to those days - I would most of the time go out with a guy for a month or two…and I made it clear that I wasn’t looking for any emotional bonding thing.. If the guy became too possessive or jealous or commanding, I broke it up before it went any further… However if I had a good feeling, it graduated to masturbation and oral sex.
In Saturday afternoon, I went to tuition in Curepipe, and after tuition, I had a boyfriend who came to meet me…we walked to the botanic gardens and hung out there until late evening. In those days, it was full of courting couples…there wasn’t lots of d**g addicts there as it is now. We would be sitting on the benches…kissing…petting…and then walk off to find a secluded private corner where we would indulge in masturbation/oral sex. I spent lots of times on my knees with my bf against a tree…sucking him…. deepthroating him….licking his balls…and making him cum on my face..on my tits…or even swallowing his cum. He was in his final year in a college in Rose Belle, and he was quite a nice guy. He reciprocated by getting under my long skirts, removing my panties and licking my moist pussy. Very often he wouldn’t be returning my panties…and I had to return home naked underneath my skirt and with my panties in his pocket!! He must have been starting a collection. He told me that he used the scent from my panties to help him masturbate at night thinking of me. Well, whatever gets you off boy!!
Botanic gardens of Curepipe was a nice place for young couples like us…but it had its dangers like I mentioned before…there was lots of peeping toms. While this could be very hot…I never knew I had an exhibitionist streak…but knowing that someone was watching while I was performing a BJ on my boyfriend made me very wet..and incited me to perform even more slutty… I moaned a lot, I caressed my tits…I put my hands inside my panties…opening my legs wide while kneeling and masturbated…all the while having a discreet eye on the guy hiding in the bushes some 10 metres away. I could see him masturbating furiously. My boyfriend was too blinded in his lust to notice anything. It became a game to me…. The lengths the peeping toms went to was amazing…Once one climbed a tree…very high up just to peep on couples having sex. We ourselves occasionally got onto a few couples in various acts of sex…oral sex…masturbation…vaginal sex…but we just said sorry and went our way.
And Peeping Toms had the time of their life…I enjoyed ‘’inadvertedly’’ showing them my BJ skills…a dangerous game…and one day it almost backfired. I was blowing my bf behind a tree next to a river…and on the other bank, I had noticed a middle aged man hiding in the bush oogling us. I was giving my best performance… both for my boyfriend and my ‘spectator’…I was moaning…my blouse was open…my bra removed…my tits exposed…my long skirt was pulled up to my thighs…and I made my bf cum on my face…and in my mouth. Then as I was placing myself against the tree,pulled up my skirt and opening my thighs wide… we heard a voice on the other side of the bank “ bourre sa pitin la ta!! Attane mo vini mo montré toi kuma bizin fer sa pilon » (Fuck that bitch !! Wait I’m gonna show you how to do that ****** !!) Even to that day… about 25 years afterwards…I still remember the exact words shouted by that man…and I still remember the look on his face as he made his way towards us. Fortunately, the river made his progression difficult and we managed to run away…I unfortunately had to leave my bra and my panties behind…but that was a small price to pay for escaping a possible ****!!
Basically this was how I spent my late *********ce…like a butterfly…landing on a flower, sucking up the nectar…then going to another flower. I didn’t have a regular boyfriend… I didn’t stay with someone more than 2-3 months. I wasn’t in any exclusive relationship…. I was enjoying my life as a student. Of course, with time, I started getting something of a reputation… I learnt from a couple of friends that I was nicknamed ‘’soucer cock” (cock sucker) this was obviously being spread by disillusioned former guys whose cocks I’ve sucked…
It very rapidly came to a stop when once I found out who had started this…. I confronted him ..in front of his friends…and he arrogantly told me that “bé to ene soucer cock meme…ki to lé mo dire toi?” (you are indeed a cocksucker, how do you want me to call you) – and then and there in front of his friends I retorted sarcastically that “well, it’s a pity that you have such a tiny cock and that you cum within seconds…. I didn’t even have time to suck your cock properly” He became red in the face as his friends booed him and laughed. And that put a stop to any bad mouthing about me. It seemed that guys would think twice about ruining the reputation of a girl if there was a risk of their own reputation getting ruined”. That boy became known as Lucky Luke…and I doubt he got any girlfriend soon after that!!
I was however after that much more careful about guys with whom I hung out with…. I avoided the popular jocks…and favoured the more nerdy guys…for various reasons….firstly of course, they were less arrogant… then they were more discreet… they didn’t gossip as much as the jocks…then also, they were much more appreciative of my oral administrations…they felt like they were in heaven when I sucked them…and of course…they were more intelligent…we could sustain better conversation.
Since I sucked my first cock at the age of 15, I was never in a serious relationship and must have sucked like a dozen other cocks until I met my first serious boyfriend at the age of 18.
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