First Taste of Cum Part 328    
          by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)  



This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex, do not continue.  




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Author’s note:
This series presents a number of independent stories of about youthful first blowjobs. Some of these are inspired by my readers. I hope you enjoy this series.


Rimming Surprise

    I 'm Barry, and my friend Mel and I really love to rim girls. I know that's kind of unusual for high school guys, but as we looked at online porn we both found girls asses to be more arousing than their tits.

We searched more porn and learned about rimming. I know it's not for everybody – I can understand how putting your tongue up someone's ass seems disgusting, but to us its hot!

Now finding a girl to rim is another matter. Most girls think that anything anal is sick, so it's not an easy subject to bring up. It was only by accident that one day I was joking around with Marsha, and she said, "You can just kiss my ass!"

She didn't mean it, but it gave me the opportunity, so I replied, "Is that a serious offer?"

That caught her by surprise, but soon she got a mischievous grin and asked, "Do you want it to be?"

“I do if you do," I replied.

"Now let be get this straight, Barry," she said, "If I let you, would you really kiss my ass?"

"I sure will," I replied, getting really aroused from this conversation.

"Tongue and all?" She asked, and I nodded.

"Then come to my house after school and prove yourself!" she said, and I quickly agreed.

The rest of the day I couldn't get Marsha's ass off my mind. I was nervous though – as much as I wanted to rim her, I'd never done it before and wasn't sure how it would go. I wanted to do it well, but what if she wasn't clean, or what if she farted in my face?

Still, I wanted it badly, and was determined to do it. As I walked Marsha to her house she said, "First I want to set the ground rules – this isn't just a cheap trick to get me to undress – right?"

"No, of course not," I quickly replied

We arrived at her house and she took me to her bedroom. She knelt on the bed and bent over, listing the back of her skirt and lowering her panties to just below her cheeks.

"That's all you get to see for now, but you should have all the access you'll need – now start kissing!"

I knelt on the floor behind her and kissed one cheek, then the other. "That's a start, she said, but you can do better."

I was really nervous now, but it was time for me to deliver on my promise. I moved my mouth to her crack and gently licked. My arousal was growing, and I licked more eagerly.

Suddenly Marsha reached back and spread her cheeks and said, "Time to get serious about it."

That gave me all the motivation I needed, and I pressed my mouth to her tender pucker. As I kissed her, I felt her warm cheeks pressing against mine. I knew that hearing the phrase "cheek to cheek" would always trigger this memory for me!

As I pressed my tongue into Marsha, she moaned, and I could tell she was fingering herself. I was glad she was enjoying it, but was surprised that it aroused her.

She pushed back against my face, as if trying to make me go deeper. I extended my tongue as far as I could, wishing it was longer. I was really pleased to discover how clean Marsha was. All I could smell was the faint fragrance of soap and perfume.

I don't know how long I licked, but my tongue was getting tired. I didn't want to stop but was running out of steam when Marsha collapsed forward on the bed, startling me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, "You okay?"

"Better than okay!" she exclaimed, "You made me cum!"

I never expected that, but it really worked out well. She wanted more several times a week and encouraged me to jack-off as I licked her. I was really in heaven – it was a great arrangement for both of us.

I told Mel and he begged me to let him rim Marsha. I told him it wasn't my decision – besides, I wanted her ass all to myself. Finally I gave in and asked Marsha if she would give Mel a chance. She was reluctant at first, but then agreed. I told Marsha he was new at it and she told me I better educate him fast.

I told Mel what to do, but some things you must learn by doing. Mel was as eager as I was and Marsha liked his work, but said I did better, though he would improve with practice.

I was glad Mel finally got to rim, but I'd given up ass time with Marsha. I assured her that I was willing to do it as often as she wanted.

One day Marsha asked if Mel and I would be willing to rim other girls. Marsha told many of her friends that cumming while being rimmed was the best way she'd ever cum! Many of them found it revolting, but a few wanted to try it themselves.

"I'd be glad to lick any of your friends as long as they are as clean as you," I replied, "I enjoy making a girl cum, but don't want to be doing cleanup duty."

Marsha promised to make sure they knew to be "kissing clean". I asked Mel if he wanted to rim the others and he said, "Probably, but you go first."

Over the next two weeks I rimmed three more girls. All of them wanted more, and two of them were later rimmed by Mel.

One day a girl I didn't know introduced herself as Rachel and asked if we could meet for lunch and discuss something of mutual interest. I agreed and Rachel turned to go to her next class. I know this seems terribly sexist, but as she walked away I couldn't help but admire her round ass, rocking back and forth as she walked.

We had lunch together and made small talk, but Rachel wasn't getting to the point. With five minutes left in our lunch period I finally asked, "So what was it that you wanted to discuss?"

She blushed and said, "I’m really kind of shy – it took a lot to work up the courage to approach you, but now I can't seem to find the words."

"Perhaps it would be easier in a more relaxed setting," I said, "At your place after school?"

Rachel quickly agreed and thanked me for making it easy for her. We still hadn't talked about what she had in mind, but I suspected that her lovely ass needed attention.

After school Rachel welcomed me at her house and said we had about an hour before her parents got home from work.

"Why don't we just talk first and get acquainted – I can see you're still pretty nervous."

"You seem different from most other boys," Rachel said, "They usually want to move faster."

We sat on the couch and I was really taken by her beauty. She had lovely Auburn hair that draped past her shoulders. She had blue eyes and lots of freckles, which she didn’t like, but I thought they were pretty.

I'm not a bad looking guy, but nothing special. I'm kind of a nerd, and never would have expected to be sitting this close to a beautiful girl like Rachel.

I felt emboldened by the situation and took Rachel's hand. She didn't pull away like I thought she would but smiled nicely. Wow! She was even more beautiful when she smiled. I couldn't help myself and leaned over to kiss her.

Our lips met and she put her arms around my neck. Encouraged, my tongue parted her lips and we explored each other's mouths.

"Oh Barry," she said, "I heard you had a very talented tongue, and now I believe it.

She was dancing around the subject, but not really saying it, so I tried to broach the subject by saying, "I could do some nice things with my tongue in other places if you like."

"Barry, I'm so sorry," she said, casting her eyes down, "But I just couldn't ask you to do that."

I was almost sure we were thinking about exactly the same thing, but without actually saying it.

"Rachel, I really like you," I said, "And want this to be easy for you. Maybe we don't need to really talk about it – I think it's something we both want, so why not just do it?"

Rachel took me by the hand and led me to the end of the couch. "Please Barry," she said, "Just tell me what to do."

"Well, I need access to you," I began.

"Of course!" She replied, lifting her skirt to skip off her panties. I watched with interest, but her skirt dropped as she lowered her panties, so I didn't see anything.

She handed me her panties, which seemed really nice. I had her lean over the edge of the couch and lifted her skirt.

She moved her feet apart and I spread her cheeks with my hands and admired the view. Rachel's ass was the prettiest I'd ever seen! I wasted no more time and got to work, kissing her deeply. Rachel moaned as I drove my tongue in deeply.

She was clearly aroused, and I was doing my best for her as my tongue got tired. I pulled back and kissed her buns.

"Just taking a rest," I said, "I'll resume in a bit – did you cum yet?

She said she hadn't which surprised me. All the other girls had cum several times, so I resolved to do better for Rachel.

I'll do my best to make you cum," I said as I resume my intimate kiss. I licked eagerly and suddenly Rachel said, "I can't help myself!"

She turned around, took hold of my head and pressed a small, but very hard cock into my mouth. I was stunned and didn't know how to respond. I let her face fuck me and she quickly came in my mouth.

It was very strong tasting – I quickly swallowed to get rid of the taste, but a strong aftertaste remained.

"Oh my God!" Rachel said, "I didn't mean that to happen but just lost control. I'm afraid I ruined everything!"

"I think I deserve an explanation," I said.

"Yes," replied Rachel, now looking at the clock, “My mother will be here any minute – Barry, you have to go."

As I traveled home I had lots to think about. Rachel was really hot, even with a cock. Actually, I kind of liked sucking her. I’d never even considered sucking a cock before – I was no faggot, and had no interest in men at all, but there was something special about what just happened. The more I thought about it, the hotter it all seemed, and I knew I wanted to suck her again.

A girl with a cock was incredibly hot and I wanted more. I jacked-off as soon as I got home, and Rachel was my main inspiration.

The next day Rachel was waiting for me at school, and approached me nervously. “I’ll tell you everything at lunch today,” she said, “But you have to promise me you won’t reveal my secret to anyone.”

“Don’t worry, Rachel,” I assured her, “But you need to keep my secret, too.”

“What secret?” she asked.

“Tell you at lunch,” was all I said, and we both went off to our morning classes.

I thought about Rachel, and what a great girlfriend she could be – not in spite of her cock, but because of it! Of course I was curious about Rachel’s story, but most of all I wanted more rimming and sucking.

At lunch Rachel explained that she was born a boy, but had the brain of a girl – a condition known as gender dysphoria. I’d heard of that before, and found it tough to believe, but I really didn’t care, but realized that I’d better treat Rachel completely as a girl.

“Rachel dear,” I said, “Your secret is completely safe with me, but I confess that I really like what happened yesterday, and I’d like a lot more, but want that to be just between us.” Rachel agreed and invited me to visit her after school, which I quickly accepted.

From that time on, Rachel was my girlfriend, and I took her out regularly, but we found time nearly every day for me to warm her up with a nice rimming, and then suck her off. I felt like I was the luckiest guy in the world.

Over time, however I wondered more about cocksucking – specifically, sucking guys. Up until now I deluded myself by telling myself that when I sucked Rachel it wasn’t a blowjob – I was just going down on my girl. But I realized that it really was a blowjob, and I’d come to really love it, and wondered what it would be like to blow a guy.

The problem was finding someone I could trust to keep it secret. I was sure that I could easy find any number of guys who would let me blow them, but guys liked to talk way too much, and I couldn’t think of any way to do it discretely.

Then it hit me – time to call my friend Mel.

Special thanks to my online friend James Smith for inspiring this story

  To be continued . . .

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.
    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)