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Was told my I am the youngest of many . siblings stretch as far (older than as) years. We were northern U.S. . THEY had their wild moments. Beer parties and such. By the time I reached early teens, it was determined by our parents that if I was stay behind at home from of their trip -of-town, a guardian (babysitter) would be installed. siblings had all "flown the coop" I was applauded at the idea. I was old enough care for self. "Damn near a man" I thought. Turns : journey into manhood was closer than I thought. mother decided have of her co-workers daughters appointed the task. She had a boyfriend and I was just a -ager, She was a few years older. The weekend of her first assignment, resentment filled our house. I was cold and quiet, not sassy or dis-respectful, but I did explain her, as any would do, that I was 'old enough take care of myself.' The second time my folks left town I let my guard down, and being horny most of time during those days, this knocked on bedroom door AND CAME RIGHT IN, caught me looking at some Penthouse, Playboys, Swank and even hard core 'fuck ' magazines that I had swiped from brothers stash before he moved of the house. I was caught pulling up pants as she walked in check on . I was EMBARRASSED. I could NOT conceal from her, within pants, the hard, young dick that I had produced, and said: "I didN"T say come in" She walked in and said very little, almost a stroll, then she just sat next and said: "Oh.... sorry.... Hey that's O.K." as she pointed towards the magazines laying ALL OVER bed. She, then, turned HER attention towards the magazine photos herself. Focusing hard on the photos, probably to help minimize embarrassment and give me a chance better hide hard dick. Her method worked, I started feel like a snail, poking it's head of it's shell. She commented how nice the girls looked, and if SHE was that pretty. We thumbed through the magazines together. She would find a photo, lean in against like a close friend would do, and comment on it. She was squirming a little herself, which know I know now that she was getting tingly, and stiff dick was getting back full attention, poking his head of pants. I had no control over it's reaction, and felt a little embarrassment settling in AGAIN. I tried hide it with a magazine in hands, but she was doing a lot of leaning and grabbing books, she had have seen it. I remember this like it was yesterday. Eventually she reached the 'harder core' style magazines. Swank, then another brand. Together we studied these magazines. When we reached a photo of a sucking a mans cock she said : "That must feel good, Huh" I replied "I guess so" She said that she should try it , and I could tell her if it did feel as good as she thought. This had a sexual pattern installed in her already, and I was about treated the approach that MUST have been on her. She told stand up. I did. She pulled down pants and she told lay on the bed and , , at the photo. All of her actions were 'matter of fact'. Within no time, I was laying on bed with stiff dick straight up. The second she wrapped her mouth around I knew what she meant. It felt GREAT. So . Better than that wash cloth that I had recently tried. She paused up and ask: "So, does it feel O.K. ?" I almost wanted cry because she had stopped and replied: "Yes, yes it feels good." I was feeling much more comfortable with it ALL and that allowed groan , and let her know just how good it felt. I knew right then that there would be no more embarrassment felt by me about ANY of this with her. She methods erase the awkwardness that she MUST have known was in the air. She sucked a bit, and then came up stopped suddenly, straightened herself up on the bed and grabbed the and started flipping pages again. I know now, she was looking for a window for her show that it was HER turn. I sat up too, thinking there might be something wrong, but we started shuffling through the pages together, I was SO MUCH wishing that she had not stopped and was just STILL sucking on dick. All the photos had a meaning right though. She'd kept leaning in bump shoulder, pointing photos and saying " at that" I was as hard as I had ever been in life. We reached, what I now know was, her target. A man licking a girls pussy. She pointed, held the photo right up to and said "WOW, at that! THAT must feel just as good." I replied "I guess so." I looked into the photo and I realized, for the first time, that it must feel good for that have a mouth on her too. I had seen these photos before, but I now knew: THAT does feel good. Finally I could 'into' these pictures and not just 'at' them. This "Baby-sitter" then looked in the eye, pushed down on her crotch with the heel of her hand, and asked: "Would you try THAT on ? PLEASE ? You have " This was very cornering, cunning and manipulative with the exact words she on , and it off for herself, and lowered nervousness. I replied her request: "Sure, but you have take off your pants." (no kidding, right? I was just a ) She stood up and dropped her Levi's. and struggled to get her panties un-roll and down, and the flopped onto bed. There was barely room for her, and all the magazines on twin sized mattress, I carefully held the open for her as I handed it her way and I told her: ", YOU at the photo" and I moved in towards the first real, live, pussy that I had ever seen. She pushed the magazine away and said: "I'd rather watch you do it." When I got close to her pussy, I realized that the smell was NOT exactly lilacs and hesitated a bit. She wasted not time in pulling, from behind, head closer and like any '' I resisted enough say: "it smells funny" . She replied: "You smelt a little funny too, but I did it and didn't it feel good ? " She had me. She continued "Please let me feel what is in the picture and then I'll do it to YOU again". Jackpot, enough said. That was all it took. I pecked a little, and stroked those lips with tongue just like I saw him doing in the photo. It was a minute, or less, when she started to narrate to just EXACTLY the course that she wanted tongue to take. Soon as I followed her map, SHE began to moan. A gentle moan, and when I started to ease up on the giving, she again, grabbed head from behind and pulled into her for more. Before too long dick was stiff enough stab through the mattress and I realized it was exciting making HER feel good. I stopped trying to command own course and let pull, slide and glide head where she wanted. All I had do was flick tongue, lick and kiss on her lips. It was right there, right then, she helped develop the skills I needed be a pretty good pussy eater. This was first REAL sexual experience. She made it clear that: we tell no about this little secret of ours. She said that I had agree. I awaited the next -of-town trip parents had planned. mother was a bit surprised that whole attitude and outlook had changed in regards the concept of needing a 'babysitter'. I simply said "She" is nice, and she helps with homework. LIE. That didN'T know anything about schoolwork. "She" also allowed the first opportunity cum right into a mouth. She LOVED shoot young loads there. We fucked a few times, (first for me) but she insisted on a rubber, and that just did not feel as good ( ) but I'd do it anyway. Scared, I guess, that I might disappoint her, or she would tell on , or something. And there is it. first ! Could be why I love KEEPING myself shaved clean and SMOOTH? Could it be why I so LOVE eat a woman's pussy. She had a boyfriend: Could be why I enjoyed threesome so much?  |
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Was chatting with the man of a couple who said he read this post as well as my profile and wants me to assist him with his wife. I can not remember their profile name and was out the door when the chat took place. If you read this, and you 2 are still UP for me to oral you both then add comment here and I'll reach out. 
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