Anne, the girl who would eventually become my wife, was still fairly naïve when she went away to college. She was still a virgin and only had few fumbling experiences with her girlfriends. It wasn’t that she had no interest in sex, just that her parents were controlling and very vigilant. So, when the scrutiny lifted Anne was pretty eager to explore. She just had no idea how to start. It didn’t help that she was still a bit shy and not very confident.

One of Anne’s oldest friends, Emma, was a big more adventurous. In the first few weeks at school she’d already made a whole new group of friends. One of those new friends invited Emma and Anne over to his house. His parents were out for the night and he wanted to have friends over. It was a small group, just Emma and Anne, the guy whose house it was and one of the guys friends.

Somehow the group decided to play strip poker. Then they realized that none of them knew how to play poker. They instead decided to cut the deck as pairs, the low card losing an item of clothing. The game moved quickly, which was the kind of the point. The host lost first and took off a shoe. Emma lost second and took off a sock. Anne was disappointed in her friend. When it her turn came Anne lost as well. She wasn’t going to take a slow approach. Instead she stripped off her shirt, showing off a beautiful lacy bra. Anne had just bought it for college and was excited to show it off. Her nipples hardened as all eyes fixed on her chest. She leaned back a bit, thrusting her breasts forward and up.

The guest went next against Emma and he lost. Taking his cue from Anne, he skipped the smaller items and pulled off his pants. His cock pressed hard against his boxers. He made no attempt to hide it and smiled when he saw where Anne’s gaze was fixed. Emma and the host continued in their conservative approach when they each lost their turns. Anne shook her head in disappointment at her friend.

Finally Anne faced off against the guest. Her heart was pounding. She knew that whoever lost would strip off something major. She didn’t know who she wanted to win, whether she wanted to see or be seen. There was a tense moment. They both drew cards. The guest lost. He stood up, grinned and went to pull off his boxers. His cock was pushing against the fabric.

There was a noise. The guest paused. The garage door was opening. The parents had come home. Everyone scrambled frantically. Anne, Emma and the guest raced out the back door while their host tried to clean up and pretend to his parents that nothing had happened.

Anne and the guest hid in the shadows behind the house. Anne giggled a lot but the guy was swearing. He had been looking forward to showing off his cock.

At that stage Anne hadn't even seen a naked cock in person before. She was more curious than aroused. She urged him to pull it out. He looked around, then pulled his boxers down. His cock was very hard. He was obviously proud of himself and, with the benefit of hindsight, Anne told me that he had every right to be. He was bigger, both in girth and length, than most of the dicks Anne has seen. He was circumcised and obviously very excited. He was watching Anne with a smile

"Can I touch it?" Anne asked. He stepped towards to her in reply. Anne knelt down to look at him closer. His cock was already leaking pecum. He was harder and hotter than Anne expected when she grasped him. He moaned at her touch, which thrilled Anne.

Anne knew about blowjobs of course, but she'd never given one and didn't really know how they worked. But she suddenly wanted to taste the guy. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth. It didn't work the way she'd expected. He went into her a little ways and exploded. Her mouth was suddenly flooded with hot, salty, sperm.

She swallowed a little by reflex, then pulled back. He came on her lips and then all across her face. The cum that she hadn't swallowed dribbled down her chin. He came on her chest and across her brand new her lace bra. He apologized profusely.

There was a gasp next to her and Anne realized that her best friend had watched the whole thing. She was suddenly very conscious about the cum that was covering her face and breasts. Emma had grabbed Anne's shirt in the scramble and had come over to give it to her. Anne pulled the shirt on and she took off with her friend towards Emma’s house, where she could clean up.

Because of that event, Anne almost always swallows when giving head. She claims that the cleanup isn't worth it. She never saw the guest again and never even learned his name.

The Chronology of Anne