This is the first in a series of true stories about how I discovered the pleasure of tasting cum. This is also my first experience at writing an erotic story and I have limited experience with the written narrative, so any of your thoughts suggestions, questions and comments is welcomed. Please write to Ravic at: ( westrona@yahoo.com ) This story is a work of non-fiction, but names and places have been changed to protect the not so innocent. This story is approved for publication on the Nifty Erotic Story Archive only. While these are true stories, remember to play it safe.
I was in my nineteenth year when I had my first experience with tasting cum. I was a late beginner not just with tasting cum, but to sex in general. I had my first sexual experience at age nineteen. My first boyfriend was nine years older than me, black, tall, well built and possessed an average but thick uncut cock. I was pale, thin, dark hair and eyes, not quite six feet tall and blessed with a thick 7.5" cut cock. Sex with Marco was fun, but I was very intimidated, by nature I'm a very shy person. We explored oral sex, kissing, wanking, but I resisted his attempts to convince me to have anal sex with him. My reluctance to go all the way with him frustrated Marco immensely. He would also try to cum in my mouth; I would resist, pull off and stroke him to orgasm. It's not that I didn't want to take his load; it was in fact a huge fantasy of mine. I was a novice to sex and was afraid to explore anything more adventurous.
The first time he tried to force me to take his cum we were at his place. He had stayed up the night drinking and talking to his friends about football. Both the drink and the football bored me. My only thought was to go to bed so I could make out with him and make up for all the sex I had me missing out on. We eventually made it to bed at about two in the morning. Marco was more aggressive than usual, pulling me to him and kissing me so hard that I could feel his stubble scratch my mostly smooth skin. He pulled away and looked at me fiercely.
"Get your clothes off babe," he said pulling at my shirt. I clumsily got undressed feeling a little awkward with my nakedness. "Better, nice," Marco said extending his hand absently tweaking my nipple and sending a shiver of pleasure thought my body. He fixed me with an arrogant look and swiftly removed his shirt, revealing his dark, hairy and well developed chest. He again pulled my face to his and probed my mouth with his tongue and raised both his hands to my head, gently stroking my hair. Pulling my head away he moved his hands to my shoulders, pushing me down toward his chest.
"Oh yeah Ravic, lick my chest, mmmmm. Your tongue feels great down there," he moaned. Marco raised one arm and guided my head to his armpit. I tasted and smelt clean but very manly. "Oh nice, but time for you to finish undressing me," he said pushing me down to my knees. I fumbled at his belt and pulled down his jeans. I could see his erection tenting his boxers, the centre covered with a dark wet stain from his precum. I was hard now and leaking myself, I took my cock in my hand as I used my free hand to remove his boxers. His thick dark cock sprung up and pointed directly at my face. Only half the head was visible under his foreskin. It was wet, red and glistening with precum. I eagerly extended my tongue and lapped at the juice leaking from his cock head, it was extremely salty but I enjoyed the taste. I started to put his cock in my mouth, trying to take it deep in my throat. I knew Marco preferred to have his cock deep throated, but I gagged and spluttered like the amateur I was.
Marco roughly pulled my head off his cock. "Let's move over to the bed, I want to try a position where you can take my cock more easily." He turned me around so my back was to him and walked me over to the bed, his hands rubbing my ass. "Lay down on your back," he ordered. He quickly moved himself into a sixty-nine position with him on top. This was a new experience for me, before now we had just kissed and traded blowjobs, this was a bit more intense. Marco lowered his fat and pulsing cock into my mouth at the same time his lips slipped over the head of my cock. A wave of pleasure swept though my body as he sucked hard around the head. This feeling was followed quickly by one of panic as I felt his cock slowly edge itself toward the back of my throat. As more of Marco's cock crammed my mouth I started to panic, fearing that I would suffocate around his thick pole.
Marco removed his mouth from my cock. "Oh man," he groaned and sensing my distress pulled out a couple of inches. Moaning, Marco again continued his assault on my throat. "Just breathe through your nose and relax," he assured me. "My cock should fit easily in your throat in this position, just relax, oh yeah!" I could feel his cock pulse as he found the back of my throat. I was afraid but turned on. I had deep throated my first cock! Marco returned to sucking my cock, the sensations made me more eager to pleasure him. He built up a slow but steady rhythm as he thrust into my mouth and throat. Marco's cock was slick with my saliva and his copious precum. As he continued to fuck my mouth I noticed the taste changed slightly from salty to a more pungent, bitter flavour.
"Oh suck it," Marco grunted, removing his mouth from my cock and concentrating on his own pleasure. I was inexperienced at sex, but I knew from my own masturbation sessions the signs of a cock nearing orgasm. I realised he was close to shooting when I could feel his cock swell, growing larger and harder in my mouth. We had an agreement to pull out before we unloaded, but I had the feeling he was too drunk to honour that tonight. It also occurred to me that he wanted to use this position so he could force me to take his load. This flashed though my mind and I pushed as hard as I could on his stomach. I managed to get his cock out of my throat, but it was too late. I felt the first squirt in my mouth. It felt like it just trickled out and the texture was very watery. The taste was incomparable. It was pungent, bitter almost rancid in taste. I pushed him harder but he squirted a second time in my mouth before I could remove his cock.
"Damn it, shit man," cursed Marco as he took his cock in his hand and fired 4 more large bursts of cum over my neck and chest. Breathing heavily Marco moved off my body and flopped down beside me. I immediately spat out his cum onto my hand. I could see the milky white strands of sperm mixed with my saliva. My face felt hot with embarrassment and anger.
"Oh man, that was hot. But why did you spit it out? I've been told I have great tasting cum," said Marco still out of breath.
"You don't, it tasted awful. I've told you before I didn't want you to come in my mouth," I hissed. We lay in silence for awhile, then Marco grabbed my still rock hard cock and jerked me to a very quick orgasm. I covered my chest with my cum, some even shot on my chin. I surprised at how fast and how much I shot. Marco wasn't.
"Man, that was intense, you shot heaps!" Marco paused for a second as if thinking. "I think you were turned on from tasting my load," he added slyly. Marco grabbed my hand and placed it on his still firm cock. "There is more here for you when you want to try again," he whispered hoarsely.
"I don't want it, it didn't turn me on and we're not doing that again," I shot back. I never did let him trick me into taking his cum again. But laying in the darkness waiting for sleep to come, I knew all that he said was true.
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Ravic