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The Forbidden
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The Forbidden I can’t exactly say when I actually developed my love of oral. It was when I was in my youth. A female friend has told me that girls that would come up with the idea of oral sex even before they have their first period must have been sexually abused. I guess a lot of girls I grew up with must have been abused then, since I had more than one girl suggest it to me before I was 15. And honestly I was a very naive youth. I was a technical virgin until I was in my 20’s, and didn’t even really know anything about real sex till I was in Jr. High School. But that does not mean I wasn’t interested in a woman’s body. I always say I logged enough hours playing doctor and exploring a woman’s (girl’s) body by the time I was in high school to qualify as a medical intern. I enjoyed being around girls growing up. Other boys did not. I did. The girls I played with sooner or later all ended up curious about my body, and me theirs. And being the explorer and adventurer I was, well I gladly cooperated in satisfying their curiosities. When the first one asked me about kissing them “down there”, I was horrified. What if they accidentally peed on me while I was doing it? But I overcame my fears and “tickled” them with my tongue. And boy did they seem to like it. And I liked how much they reacted to it. I don’t think it was sexual at the time for me, I just liked how I could get such a reaction from them by doing so little. And doing “the forbidden”. And I loved the attention they gave me during and afterwards. I did it for 4 or 5 of them, more than once. I even played with two girls at one time. They also did it to each other as well. And they even "tickled" me where it felt good as well. But as I grew older suddenly the girls stopped it, I stopped it. The girls had learned it was wrong, and only “Bad Girls” did things like that. But, I always remembered how much fun it was to do it for them. And how much attention they paid to me for doing it for them. So by the time I was in high school, it was over. For a time…Until college. I always wanted to do it again, even talked with girls I hung out with at school about it. They would tell me stories of friends who had it done to them, and how much they liked it, how great it felt. They wondered aloud about if it was really that good. I offered to help them find out, but they were “good girls” and hesitated to try it. Looking back I wish I had been more persuasive and aggressive. They wanted it as much as I did. I wonder if they just wanted me to be the one who “talked them into doing it”. So I could have been the “bad boy” who got the blame for talking them into the forbidden. Since “Good Girls” didn’t do it on their own accord. But I never got the chance to do it again until college And then the journey of the oral adventurer truly began.. |
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1/6/2009 4:14 am |
I think you have the talent to tell us a good story. This above all: to thine own self be true. Shakespeare
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