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I ate my first pussy when I was 10. My father - and for a reason I never learned - came out the of the blue and said, "Boy, no matter what you do, never put your mouth on a girl's pussy!" I asked him why I shouldn't - it never occurred to me and I'd never had a girl ask me to do that - and he gave me the classic parental response: "Because I said so!"
At least my mom gave a better answer when, just a week before, she told me to never let a girl put her mouth on me "down there." When I asked why, she said, "Because it's not nice and good girls don't do such things." I almost laughed because that train had already left because boys and girls were sucking my dick.
*MORALITY ALERT* Don't even give me any shit about this next part. My father's edict perplexed me and I found myself outside wandering around kinda aimlessly trying to figure out why he said that and what he was talking about. I ran into my older sister and she noticed that I was deep in thought since I almost walked past her without seeing or speaking to her. When she asked me what was wrong, I told her and she was just as perplexed as I was but said, "Let's find out!" My first thought was, "Nope!" but followed almost instantly with, "Why not?" I said to her, "Well, okay, but..."
She waved off whatever I was going to say. We waited until our parents left and in her room, she stripped down without a concern, laid down on the bed and spread her legs and asked, "Ready?"
"Yeah," I said but I had no idea what I was supposed to do but, okay, here goes nothing. I got between her legs and put my face right up close... and almost threw up, not because she smelled bad but it was just too weird or something. First, I kissed her there and she kinda sighed and told me to do it again so I did. She said, "Lick it!" and, um, yuck, okay - I'd gone this far. I started licking her mound and labia and my tongue found her "little man in the boat" (that wasn't so little) and licked it... and she went "crazy" and I did, too for some reason and licked and sucked on it because it was like a little dick - and I knew how to suck a dick.
I was into it and going for it until she started pushing me away and saying that she couldn't take any more. I sat up and was processing all of what just happened and something in my head said that this was good despite being my sister and the horny hussy I didn't even know she was. We sat there looking at each other and I said, "I don't know why he said that because that was fun!" My sister agreed and said that we should do it again some time which turned out to be a couple of hours later. She told me what felt good and what didn't and I was finding out that if I stuck my tongue in her, the results were very interesting - who knew that girls could get those really good feelings like this? I sure didn't know... but I knew now. I spent a lot of time eating and fucking her (at her insistence) even though the two of us routinely fought like wild animals.
I had asked her if she had done this before and she said she hadn't but had heard her girlfriends talking about it but she couldn't find a guy she really trusted and it was pure luck that she had run into me that "fateful" day and when I told her what was bothering me, she decided to say what she did.
Many, many years later, I was talking to my father about "the good old days" and I had asked him why he said what he did that day... and he just gave me a look I couldn't make sense of and said, "Did you ever do what I said not to do?"
"Of course, I did," I said. "What makes you think that I wouldn't have since you didn't tell me why I shouldn't?"
He just shrugged and laughed a little... and said nothing else about it.
Also many, many years later, my sister and I were talking about... something when she said, "You remember that day Daddy fucked your head up?"
I knew exactly what she was talking about and, for a moment, I was actually embarrassed knowing what we wound up doing but I said, "Yeah, I remember."
"Do you wanna know why I was all for what we did?" she asked.
"Sure," I said, only realizing after all this time that I had never asked her about that.
"Because even though we would always fight, I loved you... and I trusted you," she said. "And I was horny as hell; I had been all over the place looking for a guy to fuck me and came up empty so when I saw you - and you told me what he said - I just said, "Fuck it - let's find out!"
I didn't know what to say other than, "I'm glad you trusted me and you don't know how much I appreciate that. I did it because, yeah, we fought like cats and dogs but I loved you, too. Man, we were kinda crazy back then, huh?"
She laughed and said, "Yeah, we were but it was worth it. I just knew we'd get caught but that made it exciting."
She was right about that. It was wrong, of course, but it was what it was and if nothing else, we stopped trying to kick each other's ass after I found out why I shouldn't put my mouth on a girl's pussy... because I couldn't get enough of doing it.
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