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wrnakedru · 10-05-2003, 02:57 AM

A zillion and a half years ago, when my ex and I met in college - I thought I was "pretty experienced".

Well, I wasn't a virgin.

And he was my 5th partner. In two years.

But I had never ever had a dick in my mouth. Never occurred to me. Then again, I'd never had a mouth on my pussy either.

Oh yeah! I was real experienced.

The first time he put his mouth on me, I literally jumped. I was thinking "Uh-oh! Is he lost or something? Does he KNOW what he's doing?"

That thought was quickly replaced by "OH my yes, he knows exactly what he's doing!" By the time I got back to my dorm room, I was praying, literally, that our future would be together. Because he was gonna have a hell of a time getting rid of me!

Several weeks later, he suggested I "return the favor". Again, I jumped. I mean, him on me was one thing - but me on him? I didn't know about that!

I considered the thought. And asked. "What happens - um - uh - you know, when - um - I mean, if - ...?" He quickly reassured me, since he intuitively sensed my reluctance

that he would NOT allow that to happen. He would tap me on the shoulder in plenty of time to allow me to pull away. He promised. I considered that - and thought, well okay then. Lordy, he even had to coach me where to put my hand - and that moving it was good, also.

Yeah - experienced!

It took almost three weeks before he "forgot" to tap me on my shoulder. YUG - I moved pretty damned quick when I realized it - and then really fussed at him. His apology seemed so genuine.

Fast forward button please.

Thanks.

I was now married and had a three year old daughter. Worked as a secretary/bookkeeper at a real estate firm - owned by a very wealthy, very sexy Greek man [did I mention he was very very wealthy?] He had a wife. I had a husband. I had a child. He had - oh, I don't know, four, maybe 5. Did I mention he was wealthy. And thought I was hot shit on a stick - and of course, I was. He would send me on errands sometimes - and let me drive that huge car of his - did I tell you he was rich. It seemed important at the time.

He liked getting head. He'd told me that several times. I had smiled. His patience was wearing thin. And one day he locked the doors and led me into his office. He sat in his huge leather chair - and pushed me face first toward his open fly. I tried to pull back and ask about the shoulder tap - but his hand was holding me rather firmly.

I got a nice bonus that week. And one in my paycheck too.

Swallowing, I discovered, was an acquired taste. Kinda like scotch. Or a Greek. A very wealthy and generous one.

Shallow, maybe. But that's how I learned.

I take 13 herbs and vitamins in the morning after I eat a granola bar. Pop all 13 in my mouth. Take one swallow of water. Those pills are gone. All 13 of em.

At 4 pm, I take 17 herbs and vitamins. The same way. One swallow.

My advice?

Welcome Greeks bearing gifts!

10-05-2003, 02:57 AM	#10 (permalink)
wrnakedru Swingers Board Addict Join Date: Jun 2003 Posts: 1,989 Location: Bliss Status: Female	Definitely a swallower........now....... A zillion and a half years ago, when my ex and I met in college - I thought I was "pretty experienced". Well, I wasn't a virgin. And he was my 5th partner. In two years. But I had never ever had a dick in my mouth. Never occurred to me. Then again, I'd never had a mouth on my pussy either. Oh yeah! I was real experienced. The first time he put his mouth on me, I literally jumped. I was thinking "Uh-oh! Is he lost or something? Does he KNOW what he's doing?" That thought was quickly replaced by "OH my yes, he knows exactly what he's doing!" By the time I got back to my dorm room, I was praying, literally, that our future would be together. Because he was gonna have a hell of a time getting rid of me! Several weeks later, he suggested I "return the favor". Again, I jumped. I mean, him on me was one thing - but me on him? I didn't know about that! I considered the thought. And asked. "What happens - um - uh - you know, when - um - I mean, if - ...?" He quickly reassured me, since he intuitively sensed my reluctance that he would NOT allow that to happen. He would tap me on the shoulder in plenty of time to allow me to pull away. He promised. I considered that - and thought, well okay then. Lordy, he even had to coach me where to put my hand - and that moving it was good, also. Yeah - experienced! It took almost three weeks before he "forgot" to tap me on my shoulder. YUG - I moved pretty damned quick when I realized it - and then really fussed at him. His apology seemed so genuine. Fast forward button please. Thanks. I was now married and had a three year old daughter. Worked as a secretary/bookkeeper at a real estate firm - owned by a very wealthy, very sexy Greek man [did I mention he was very very wealthy?] He had a wife. I had a husband. I had a child. He had - oh, I don't know, four, maybe 5. Did I mention he was wealthy. And thought I was hot shit on a stick - and of course, I was. He would send me on errands sometimes - and let me drive that huge car of his - did I tell you he was rich. It seemed important at the time. He liked getting head. He'd told me that several times. I had smiled. His patience was wearing thin. And one day he locked the doors and led me into his office. He sat in his huge leather chair - and pushed me face first toward his open fly. I tried to pull back and ask about the shoulder tap - but his hand was holding me rather firmly. I got a nice bonus that week. And one in my paycheck too. Swallowing, I discovered, was an acquired taste. Kinda like scotch. Or a Greek. A very wealthy and generous one. Shallow, maybe. But that's how I learned. I take 13 herbs and vitamins in the morning after I eat a granola bar. Pop all 13 in my mouth. Take one swallow of water. Those pills are gone. All 13 of em. At 4 pm, I take 17 herbs and vitamins. The same way. One swallow. My advice? Welcome Greeks bearing gifts!