Last week, I [19F] wrote about my first blowjob ever and I wanted to follow it up with what happen last night. If you haven't read my last story, basically I went to a party, met a guy, he brought me back home, he convinced me to suck him even if I never done it and I was regretting it a little bit.

Well turns out that he wrote to me two days ago. He said that he wanted to see me again and maybe we could do something together if I was down for it. I got excited, I thought he had forgotten about me or maybe he didn't enjoy our night together. But him writing to me got my confidence back so I accepted his invitation without really knowing what he had planned for us.

He told me to go to his place, I dressed up a little bit for the occasion, I wore something basic but pretty since I didn't know where he would take me. I had a white golf skirt and a basic pink shirt. put some makeup and headed to his place. Once I arrived, I texted him I was coming up the stairs, I knocked at his door and he opened it to me. He offered me a drink, witch I accepted and asked where would we go this evening. He told me he didn't had any plan other than just stay here and relax and watch a movie. I was a bit disappointed but I didn't mind it too much. But if I knew I wouldn't have put too much effort in my make up.

We sat on his sofa with our drink and we continued the film he was already watching. It was Whiplash, I had already seen it, great movie by the way. We talked a little bit over the movie but it didn't take long before we finished our drink and start making out. Not long after, he told me how much he had fun last time and he was looking forward to do it all over again. To which I winked and said that I was definitely down for some more.

I saw in his eyes that he had blood pumping to his dick. I lay my hand over his pants to confirm my suspicion. He was really hard and very excited. I went to my knee, still on the sofa, turn myself to him and start unbuckling his pants. I dropped them and his underwear in one pull and his cock just swung up like one of those door stopper.

I couldn't believe I was back at it, kneeling next to him, with his bare cock out of his pants just waiting for me to taste it. I leaned down towards and put my left hand on the base of it and I started to lick it from the base to the top. Very slowly since I wanted him to really enjoy this moment. When I would look back up at him, he was leaning on the couch, with his arm extended on both side and his eyes locked on me. I liked that he was enjoying the view and that it was a relaxing moment for him.

After a few lick up and down, I spitted on it a little since apparently it makes it easier to stroke it. His cock was soaked in my saliva and I could feel that he was dying for me to put it in my mouth. But I kept teasing him, I kissed the head of it, I tapped the tip of his cock on my tongue, I even licked his balls a little. Witch was new to me and I kind of liked the feeling of it on my tongue.

I finally decided to put his cock in my mouth. I could hear him moan of relief when I finally did it. Maybe it was cold and he really enjoy the warm place I gave it.... who knows. I started by only sucking on the tips and I tried to go deeper and deeper on each stroke. I was slow and I tried to make this moment last. I've also been told by other redditor (Thanks for the tips btw) that to make him enjoy it more, I needed to make it as sloppy as possible, with a lot of saliva.

So that's what I did, I didn't really swallow my spit, I would instead just let it drip on his cock. It didn't took too long until his balls were soaked and some saliva was pooling on his couch. I found it really easier to take deeper down my throat with more saliva and he seemed to really enjoyed it. Every few stroke, I would try to push myself to take it as deep as possible. Sometime, I would hit my gag reflex and just push it out instantly. Those time were generally messy, with spit just flying out of my mouth and landing on him, his cock or all over my shirt. He didn't seem to mind, so I didn't stop. Sometime, I would manage to just hold his cock down quite deep in my mouth for maybe 4-5 second before needing to take it out.

After a few minutes, I was struggling to take it deeper, so I moved to my knee on the floor in front of him. The angles was better and it seemed easier to go deep. I would continue doing that for maybe 10-15 minutes. I was really enjoying myself, just playing with his cock, pushing myself to go deeper. Trying to go faster and faster to make him enjoy it even more. I would try to look up to him sometime and I could see that he was really enjoying it and feeling like a king on his throne.

My jaw was sore, his cock was soaked, my chest was basically covered in my spit through my shirt. But I had no intention of stopping until he would cum. I picked up the pace, stroked his cock with my right hand and playing with his ball with my left. I knew he had to be close since his moan got louder and faster.

Suddenly, I feel his hand grab onto my hair, quite hard actually and start pushing my face up and down his cock, way faster than the pace I was going. He kept saying, I'm so close, I'm so close. He was going so fast and pushing his cock so deep that he would hit my gag reflex non-stop and there was nothing I could do. It was so violent and I felt like he was using me like a sex toy. There was spit all over the place and all I could focus on was to keep my jaw open so it doesn't scrape his penis.

Then, he slowed down and I felt his cum hit my throat and my tongue. Again, it didn't taste to bad, witch I was quite happy since my friend advise me that it's suppose to taste really bad. I then felt him pull on my hair, he took his cock out off my mouth and start jerking it and spraying his cum on my face, just like porn. This was the sluttiest I felt in my life, and I weirdly really enjoyed it. It was warm, it had a nice texture and I was proud to say that I was the one that made it happen.

We both got up, he offered me some tissue that I used to clean my face. He then offered me a drink that I accepted immediately. I went to the bathroom to get a look of me in the mirror and see the damage. My shirt was soaked, there was cum in my hair and on my face, my hair was a mess, my makeup was ruined. I looked like I just fought with a bear.

I went back to the kitchen and he told me that he got a text and he had to leave, that it's an emergency and he said that I had to go back and that he was sorry. So I walked back to my place in a mess after I gave my second blowjob ever and got nothing in return. It was still enjoyable and I felt better than after the first one.

 I hope you liked it as much as I liked writing it.