Like many Redditors before me and many to come, I've been thinking about sharing some stories on here and am finally taking the plunge. My wife and I have been exploring ENM the past few years with pretty good success and it's been making me reflect s little on my past romps.

From high school to present day, sometimes with more frequency than others, I've played in scrappy, just-for-fun punk/hardcore/metal bands.

This would be circa 2000, one of my then-bands played the basement of a college house party with another band we were friendly with. Your typical college house: god knows how many roommates, filthy, having a punk show in the basement.

I've always been social and outgoing, back then to the point of making me now wonder if I had some unchecked ADHD or just a lot of excitement for life.

So we were hanging out and I'm introduced to, or possibly just introduced myself to, a woman who had a semi-unique name in that you'd more have heard it in like, a previous generation more than in 2000. It wasn't, but let's just say it was Sally. So I'm sure I was making her laugh (or attempting to) and then we played and after a few different songs I'd say the next one was for Sally, just being a goofball.

So my band finishes playing and we're talking. Keep in mind I was probably just 21 and not really drinking or anything at this point in my life, so this wasn't drunken whatever. She looks at me and says, "Do you want to go see a legit crack house?" Yes I do.

So we go for a walk, just the two of us. Down the street to a little wooded area with what I perceived to just be a nondescript house with white siding. I don't know what I expected but I remember feeling underwhelmed.

Sally turns to me and says, point blank, "Do you want a blowjob?" Of course I did. I had only had maybe two at that point and didn't really know what to do in a wooded area. We made out a little, I felt her tits over her shirt. Maybe B cups, she was a cute punk woman. Of course my cock was stiff immediately.

Again, I wasn't sure what to do, and the area seemed a little exposed, so I actually laid down on my back for her to blow me. She didn't waste any time and promptly went to work on my cock. She was very enthusiastic. This all caught me by surprise but I remember thinking that my sense of humor must be a connector, here.

She worked my shaft with her mouth and hand, I told her I was going to cum. She didn't take her mouth away, and I came very hard into it.

I'll never forget, we stand up and she immediately spits my cum out onto the ground. I said something along the lines of, "Oh that makes sense!" She says something like, "Imtnot swallowing it if I don't have to!" Fine by me.

We walked back to the house party and a guy had passed out over a snow fence. Good times.