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The first time I tasted “man cum”
Story Synopsis: My babysitter teaches me “the game”.
My first taste of a man’s cock was when I was only 18. But I didn’t know how people felt about it at the time.
My father had died, when I was seven and my Mother was working as a waitress, at night. The baby sitter, who took care of me, couldn’t come, so my Mother’s friend came over. Up until then, it had always been a woman babysitter.
He was a Navy man, named Jim and showed up in his Navy uniform. He was about twenty two and well built. He seemed to be nice and I liked him. We sat on the couch, watched TV and talked about school.
After awhile he took off his jumper. I had never seen the twelve button pants he wore and asked him about them. He stood up and he unbuttoned the 11 buttons that held the flap in front and let it fall. Underneath he didn’t have any underwear on, so his big penis fell out. I sat there looking at him, too shocked to say anything, my eyes getting big. He looked down at himself and back to me. Then he smiled.
He reached down and stroked himself, while I watched. He told me he knew he was big, but it was just like mine. I asked him why he was stroking himself and he told me it felt good.
He told me he would show me something that only men did, felt great and if I wanted, I could do it with him. I didn’t know what he was talking about, but wanted to be seen as “a big boy”.
He sat on the couch, with his now hard penis sticking out of the flap of his Navy pants. He told me to get down, between his legs. I did and he took my hand and put it on the shaft of his penis. It seemed so big, so hot and soft. He told me to move my hand up and down the shaft, which I did. My hands were so small, he told me to use both of my hands together.
After a few minutes he told me to bend over and lick the head. Slowly I did, like I would with a lollypop and it tasted and felt like nothing I’d ever tasted or felt before. He told me to do it again and take my time. I did and the head of his cock was so soft, warm and yet hard underneath.
Then he told me to put the head in my mouth and suck on it. It was so big I didn’t know if I could get all of it in my mouth, but I tried. He told me to breathe though my nose, stroke it up and down while I sucked on the head. He smiled and told me I was doing “a good job”, so I did as he said. I don’t know how long I sucked on him. After a while he closed his eyes and moaned. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I could tell he was enjoying it.
After a few more minutes, I started tasting something salty. When I stopped to tell him, he reach down and told me he knew I’d like it and to “keep sucking and stroking him”. I wanted to do the right things, so I did.
All of a sudden, I felt him tense up. He moaned and his hands were on the back of my head. He didn’t push me down, but held me. Just then I felt his salty cum shoot in to my mouth and he held me from pulling back. He kept saying “Swallow it” “Good boy”, “Keep Stroking” and so I did. I kept pumping and pumping. I kept swallowing and swallowing. I almost chocked, as his hot salty cum filled my mouth and I swallowed it down.
When he let go of my head, I looked down and saw the head of his cock was leaking some white fluid and his penis was going soft. I asked him what it was and he told me it was “man cum” and it’s what makes babies. That sharing it with me was a good thing.
He asked me if I liked the taste of his “man cum” and I told him it was “icky and salty but wasn’t too bad”. He asked me to lick the last of the white “man cum” off his cock head and I did. The more I tasted it, the less salty it seemed.
He told me I couldn’t tell my Mother, because it was something only men did for each other. I told him I’d keep it between us.
The next time he came over, as soon as the door was locked, he stood in front of me and dropped the flap, in front of his Navy pants. He told me to reach in and pull his penis out and stroke it. I did and it got bigger and hotter. He stood against the wall and was the right height so his cock was right in front of my mouth. I took as much of the head of his penis in my mouth as I could, started sucking on it and stroking. He must have been horny because it wasn’t long before he shot his load of hot “man cum” in to my mouth and I swallowed it down. He held my head, like he did the first time, but knowing what was coming, I didn’t try to pull back. I was getting use to the hot salty taste and feel of it shooting in my mouth, as I swallowed as fast as I could.
He told me to keep sucking and licking his soft penis, until it was hard again. When he was soft I could get his whole cock in my mouth. I cupped his balls, licked the shaft and head until he started getting hard again. I felt him pulsing and growing in my mouth.
He kept telling me what a “good cock sucker” I was and how much he liked what I was doing. It made me feel good to be told I was good at something.
Afterwards we watched TV and had dinner. About an hour before my Mother was to come home, he asked me if I’d like to do that again. It was almost like a game we played, so I told him yes and he said I was a “good cock sucker” again. We were back on the couch, so it was like the first time. I got between his legs; I knew what to do and unbuttoned the flap. I pulled out his cock, started stroking and sucking. At first I could get his whole penis in my mouth, but as it got bigger, I could only get the head in and stroke the shaft.
This time it took a lot longer for him to shoot his hot cum and when he did, it wasn’t as much. It also wasn’t as salty and he told me I was getting use to the taste. I had won the game, by swallowing his “man cum”.
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The first time I tasted “man cum” Part Two
Story Synopsis: The Game goes to dressing
The next time I saw Jim, my Mother had to go to see my sick Aunt, over the weekend. She knew I liked Jim and I got along with him, as my babysitter. It had been a year since I had seen him.
Jim always let me eat whatever I wanted, for dinner and stay up as late as I wanted.
This time, when he came over he was dressing in regular pants and shirt. He did bring a weekend bag, but I was almost disappointed he didn’t bring his Navy pants, with the 13 button flap in the front.
After my mother left, we watched TV and talked about school. Then he asked me if I had told my mother or anyone about “our game” and I told him “no, it was between us”. I told him I was sorry he didn’t bring his Navy pants, since I liked them. He told me the game was the same, no matter what we wore. He told me he had brought me something special to wear, when we played the game. I was happy he had thought about me and brought me something.
After dinner we were on the couch and he asked me if I was ready to play “the game”. He took off his shirt, I stood up and said “yes”, but instead of getting up, he told me to go to his bag and bring it to him. I did and he brought out a paper bag and gave it to me. He told me to go to my bedroom and put on what was in the bag, then come back and we’d “play the game”.
I went in to the bedroom and emptied the bag out on my bed. Inside was a pink bra, panties and a light pink night gown. I had watched my mother dress, so I knew how to put them on. They felt like nothing I’d ever felt, so soft and light. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I looked sexy.
Once dressed, I walked out in to the living room. As soon as Jim saw me he smiled and waved me closer. He stood up and told me I looked very nice and to always wear that when we “played the game”. He said I was now Stephanie, when I wore the cloths and he would call me that.
He told me I could start, so I unzipped his pants and undid his belt. Sliding his pants down I could see he was already semi hard. I stood there, remembering how it felt the first time.
I wanted to take my time and enjoy the new feelings of my new cloths, but also wanted to start “the game”. Seeing his large penis gave me a thrill.
Jim told me it’d been a long time, since he’d played the game and I’d have to work very hard to win. He sat back down, on the couch. I went to my knees, between his legs. I reached over and started stroking his semi hard penis with both of my hands, as he taught me. Before long I could feel him growing and the first drops of per cum showed on the mushroom head of his penis. I licked it and tasted the salty taste I had missed for so long. He was still only semi hard, but was still the largest penis I’d ever seen.
Without thinking I took as much of him as I could and started sucking. Slowly at first, in time with my stroking and sucking him, he got bigger. As he grew I could take less and less of the shaft in to my mouth, so I stroked harder and sucked on the head.
He started telling me what a “good cock sucker I was” and “Yes, Stephanie, suck harder, faster.” I had missed the feelings and taste of his cock in my mouth, so I gave it everything I could. Slowing down and spending up. Cupping his balls with one hand, while the other stroked.
Going as deep down my throat as I could, without gagging, then sucking hard as I pulled back. He didn’t hold my head this time, so I did what I wanted. When he climaxed, he just let me suck and swallow down his hot salty cum, as he shot load after load. He knew I liked sucking him and swallowing, so he let me do it. Then it struck me how much I had missed “the game and sucking him off”. I really was turned on and my penis was hard and throbbing.
After licking the last of his cum, off the head of his penis, I noticed my new panties were wet. I must have climaxed when he did.
Jim noticed this also and he told me it was a good thing. I was still hard though and I told him I wanted to touch myself. Jim told me to stand up and pull down my panties. I did and my small penis stuck out. He reached for it and pulled me to him. Before I could stop him, he was sucking on my small penis. His mouth was so warm and wet it only took a few strokes before I felt my first full climax. Sure to the game, he sucked and swallow my cum, as I was racked with pleasure. Before I could fall down, he helped me sit next to him, licking his lips. All I could say was “oh my God, is that what it feels like?” He smiled and said “Yes”.
Then I knew what pleasure I had given him, while I got my pleasure. It was a win, win game.
That night I slept with him in my new bra, panties and night gown. It felt so different then my cotton y fronts and t shirt. He laded on his back and I sucked on him again. He didn’t climax but I didn’t care.
When I woke up before him, I crawled under the covers and sucked on him again. Like before, when he climaxed, he wasn’t as salty and I held it in my mouth, getting use to the taste again.
That whole day I wore my new cloths and we played with each other often. When he was soft I could get his entire penis in my mouth and feel it throb with his heart.
The night before my mother was to come home I told him how much I liked his cum and sucking his cock. He told me I could find other men to play the game with, but he would never find someone who liked his cock as much as I did. It meant a lot, to be so close to him, not having a father in my life.
He took the bra and panties, when he left. Telling me if my Mother found them she’d never understand. My Mother never knew her friend was using me to suck him off. It was only later I found out what he had done.
Afterwards I would lay in bed, at night, remembering the feel of his hard cock in my mouth, it’s heat, it’s taste and the way his cum would fill my mouth until I swallowed it. I’d stroke myself and when I climaxed, I’d lick my hand clean, just to have that taste in my mouth again. The End?
Story Synopsis: My babysitter teaches me “the game”.
My first taste of a man’s cock was when I was only 18. But I didn’t know how people felt about it at the time.
My father had died, when I was seven and my Mother was working as a waitress, at night. The baby sitter, who took care of me, couldn’t come, so my Mother’s friend came over. Up until then, it had always been a woman babysitter.
He was a Navy man, named Jim and showed up in his Navy uniform. He was about twenty two and well built. He seemed to be nice and I liked him. We sat on the couch, watched TV and talked about school.
After awhile he took off his jumper. I had never seen the twelve button pants he wore and asked him about them. He stood up and he unbuttoned the 11 buttons that held the flap in front and let it fall. Underneath he didn’t have any underwear on, so his big penis fell out. I sat there looking at him, too shocked to say anything, my eyes getting big. He looked down at himself and back to me. Then he smiled.
He reached down and stroked himself, while I watched. He told me he knew he was big, but it was just like mine. I asked him why he was stroking himself and he told me it felt good.
He told me he would show me something that only men did, felt great and if I wanted, I could do it with him. I didn’t know what he was talking about, but wanted to be seen as “a big boy”.
He sat on the couch, with his now hard penis sticking out of the flap of his Navy pants. He told me to get down, between his legs. I did and he took my hand and put it on the shaft of his penis. It seemed so big, so hot and soft. He told me to move my hand up and down the shaft, which I did. My hands were so small, he told me to use both of my hands together.
After a few minutes he told me to bend over and lick the head. Slowly I did, like I would with a lollypop and it tasted and felt like nothing I’d ever tasted or felt before. He told me to do it again and take my time. I did and the head of his cock was so soft, warm and yet hard underneath.
Then he told me to put the head in my mouth and suck on it. It was so big I didn’t know if I could get all of it in my mouth, but I tried. He told me to breathe though my nose, stroke it up and down while I sucked on the head. He smiled and told me I was doing “a good job”, so I did as he said. I don’t know how long I sucked on him. After a while he closed his eyes and moaned. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I could tell he was enjoying it.
After a few more minutes, I started tasting something salty. When I stopped to tell him, he reach down and told me he knew I’d like it and to “keep sucking and stroking him”. I wanted to do the right things, so I did.
All of a sudden, I felt him tense up. He moaned and his hands were on the back of my head. He didn’t push me down, but held me. Just then I felt his salty cum shoot in to my mouth and he held me from pulling back. He kept saying “Swallow it” “Good boy”, “Keep Stroking” and so I did. I kept pumping and pumping. I kept swallowing and swallowing. I almost chocked, as his hot salty cum filled my mouth and I swallowed it down.
When he let go of my head, I looked down and saw the head of his cock was leaking some white fluid and his penis was going soft. I asked him what it was and he told me it was “man cum” and it’s what makes babies. That sharing it with me was a good thing.
He asked me if I liked the taste of his “man cum” and I told him it was “icky and salty but wasn’t too bad”. He asked me to lick the last of the white “man cum” off his cock head and I did. The more I tasted it, the less salty it seemed.
He told me I couldn’t tell my Mother, because it was something only men did for each other. I told him I’d keep it between us.
The next time he came over, as soon as the door was locked, he stood in front of me and dropped the flap, in front of his Navy pants. He told me to reach in and pull his penis out and stroke it. I did and it got bigger and hotter. He stood against the wall and was the right height so his cock was right in front of my mouth. I took as much of the head of his penis in my mouth as I could, started sucking on it and stroking. He must have been horny because it wasn’t long before he shot his load of hot “man cum” in to my mouth and I swallowed it down. He held my head, like he did the first time, but knowing what was coming, I didn’t try to pull back. I was getting use to the hot salty taste and feel of it shooting in my mouth, as I swallowed as fast as I could.
He told me to keep sucking and licking his soft penis, until it was hard again. When he was soft I could get his whole cock in my mouth. I cupped his balls, licked the shaft and head until he started getting hard again. I felt him pulsing and growing in my mouth.
He kept telling me what a “good cock sucker” I was and how much he liked what I was doing. It made me feel good to be told I was good at something.
Afterwards we watched TV and had dinner. About an hour before my Mother was to come home, he asked me if I’d like to do that again. It was almost like a game we played, so I told him yes and he said I was a “good cock sucker” again. We were back on the couch, so it was like the first time. I got between his legs; I knew what to do and unbuttoned the flap. I pulled out his cock, started stroking and sucking. At first I could get his whole penis in my mouth, but as it got bigger, I could only get the head in and stroke the shaft.
This time it took a lot longer for him to shoot his hot cum and when he did, it wasn’t as much. It also wasn’t as salty and he told me I was getting use to the taste. I had won the game, by swallowing his “man cum”.
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The first time I tasted “man cum” Part Two
Story Synopsis: The Game goes to dressing
The next time I saw Jim, my Mother had to go to see my sick Aunt, over the weekend. She knew I liked Jim and I got along with him, as my babysitter. It had been a year since I had seen him.
Jim always let me eat whatever I wanted, for dinner and stay up as late as I wanted.
This time, when he came over he was dressing in regular pants and shirt. He did bring a weekend bag, but I was almost disappointed he didn’t bring his Navy pants, with the 13 button flap in the front.
After my mother left, we watched TV and talked about school. Then he asked me if I had told my mother or anyone about “our game” and I told him “no, it was between us”. I told him I was sorry he didn’t bring his Navy pants, since I liked them. He told me the game was the same, no matter what we wore. He told me he had brought me something special to wear, when we played the game. I was happy he had thought about me and brought me something.
After dinner we were on the couch and he asked me if I was ready to play “the game”. He took off his shirt, I stood up and said “yes”, but instead of getting up, he told me to go to his bag and bring it to him. I did and he brought out a paper bag and gave it to me. He told me to go to my bedroom and put on what was in the bag, then come back and we’d “play the game”.
I went in to the bedroom and emptied the bag out on my bed. Inside was a pink bra, panties and a light pink night gown. I had watched my mother dress, so I knew how to put them on. They felt like nothing I’d ever felt, so soft and light. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I looked sexy.
Once dressed, I walked out in to the living room. As soon as Jim saw me he smiled and waved me closer. He stood up and told me I looked very nice and to always wear that when we “played the game”. He said I was now Stephanie, when I wore the cloths and he would call me that.
He told me I could start, so I unzipped his pants and undid his belt. Sliding his pants down I could see he was already semi hard. I stood there, remembering how it felt the first time.
I wanted to take my time and enjoy the new feelings of my new cloths, but also wanted to start “the game”. Seeing his large penis gave me a thrill.
Jim told me it’d been a long time, since he’d played the game and I’d have to work very hard to win. He sat back down, on the couch. I went to my knees, between his legs. I reached over and started stroking his semi hard penis with both of my hands, as he taught me. Before long I could feel him growing and the first drops of per cum showed on the mushroom head of his penis. I licked it and tasted the salty taste I had missed for so long. He was still only semi hard, but was still the largest penis I’d ever seen.
Without thinking I took as much of him as I could and started sucking. Slowly at first, in time with my stroking and sucking him, he got bigger. As he grew I could take less and less of the shaft in to my mouth, so I stroked harder and sucked on the head.
He started telling me what a “good cock sucker I was” and “Yes, Stephanie, suck harder, faster.” I had missed the feelings and taste of his cock in my mouth, so I gave it everything I could. Slowing down and spending up. Cupping his balls with one hand, while the other stroked.
Going as deep down my throat as I could, without gagging, then sucking hard as I pulled back. He didn’t hold my head this time, so I did what I wanted. When he climaxed, he just let me suck and swallow down his hot salty cum, as he shot load after load. He knew I liked sucking him and swallowing, so he let me do it. Then it struck me how much I had missed “the game and sucking him off”. I really was turned on and my penis was hard and throbbing.
After licking the last of his cum, off the head of his penis, I noticed my new panties were wet. I must have climaxed when he did.
Jim noticed this also and he told me it was a good thing. I was still hard though and I told him I wanted to touch myself. Jim told me to stand up and pull down my panties. I did and my small penis stuck out. He reached for it and pulled me to him. Before I could stop him, he was sucking on my small penis. His mouth was so warm and wet it only took a few strokes before I felt my first full climax. Sure to the game, he sucked and swallow my cum, as I was racked with pleasure. Before I could fall down, he helped me sit next to him, licking his lips. All I could say was “oh my God, is that what it feels like?” He smiled and said “Yes”.
Then I knew what pleasure I had given him, while I got my pleasure. It was a win, win game.
That night I slept with him in my new bra, panties and night gown. It felt so different then my cotton y fronts and t shirt. He laded on his back and I sucked on him again. He didn’t climax but I didn’t care.
When I woke up before him, I crawled under the covers and sucked on him again. Like before, when he climaxed, he wasn’t as salty and I held it in my mouth, getting use to the taste again.
That whole day I wore my new cloths and we played with each other often. When he was soft I could get his entire penis in my mouth and feel it throb with his heart.
The night before my mother was to come home I told him how much I liked his cum and sucking his cock. He told me I could find other men to play the game with, but he would never find someone who liked his cock as much as I did. It meant a lot, to be so close to him, not having a father in my life.
He took the bra and panties, when he left. Telling me if my Mother found them she’d never understand. My Mother never knew her friend was using me to suck him off. It was only later I found out what he had done.
Afterwards I would lay in bed, at night, remembering the feel of his hard cock in my mouth, it’s heat, it’s taste and the way his cum would fill my mouth until I swallowed it. I’d stroke myself and when I climaxed, I’d lick my hand clean, just to have that taste in my mouth again. The End?
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