First oral on me.
I have been asked when it first happened for me.
Just before we moved from Detroit to the suburbs, my step parents brought home a Doberman Pinscher for protection. They were big in the civil rights movement, so they chose a black one. He was 92 pounds when we took him to the veterinarian for his shots. They named him Coco. I did not pay much interest in him, until one day my step-mother had the women from our street over for coffee and to gossip. Coco was on the floor of the family room, on his back, rubbing against the carpeting. His balls were flying back and forth. I was mesmerized. I had watched my step-father get out of the shower and his balls were much smaller. The women started joking about my excitement over watching those black balls moving around. My step-mother interrupted and said, “what do you expect, she was born out of wedlock and will grow up to be a lustful bastard.” That was the first time she referred to me as a bastard, but it would not be the last time. Both males and females are referred to that way.
When we moved to the suburbs, the homes had large lots. Ours was over an acre. Up until then, before I became a teenager, I had spent 2 weeks every summer, going to camp. My step-parents bought a tent, air mattresses and sleeping bags. We put the tent up toward the back of the property. Lots of trees and hedges for privacy. It was warm, so I wore PJ’s to the tent. I liked sleeping naked, so I took the PJ’s off and blew up the air mattress with my mouth. Doing that made my nipples harden and I was a little wet. I laid on the air mattress naked and my fingers went to my pussy and I started to rub. It felt wonderful. Once it got dark, I got out of the tent and laid on the grass, looked up at the stars and continued to rub. In the middle of our yard, outside, was a big turn-on for me.
The next evening, I slept naked in the tent. When it got dark, it started to rain. The cool rain gave me goosebumps and I started rubbing again. There was some thunder. Coco came running into the tent scared and shaking. I hugged him to calm him down. His coarse hair felt nice against my skin as I rubbed him with one hand and rubbed myself with the other hand. His nose went up in the air. I assume smelling me cum from rubbing myself. His wet nose went down to my pussy. He had licked my face before and his tongue is wide and coarse. My legs just opened up and he dove into my pussy. It was so much beyond the feeling I get from rubbing myself, that I started to raise my legs, up to the side of my head. I felt embarrassed but so happy, that I reached down and spread my pussy lips with my fingers as wide as I could. They say you remember the first time for most things and I have never had anyone come close to giving me the feelings I felt from having my pussy licked that night. I feel asleep and woke up next morning with Coco next to me. I kissed him on his head and his big tongue licked his chops, then he seemed to smile at me.
Jenny.
Just before we moved from Detroit to the suburbs, my step parents brought home a Doberman Pinscher for protection. They were big in the civil rights movement, so they chose a black one. He was 92 pounds when we took him to the veterinarian for his shots. They named him Coco. I did not pay much interest in him, until one day my step-mother had the women from our street over for coffee and to gossip. Coco was on the floor of the family room, on his back, rubbing against the carpeting. His balls were flying back and forth. I was mesmerized. I had watched my step-father get out of the shower and his balls were much smaller. The women started joking about my excitement over watching those black balls moving around. My step-mother interrupted and said, “what do you expect, she was born out of wedlock and will grow up to be a lustful bastard.” That was the first time she referred to me as a bastard, but it would not be the last time. Both males and females are referred to that way.
When we moved to the suburbs, the homes had large lots. Ours was over an acre. Up until then, before I became a teenager, I had spent 2 weeks every summer, going to camp. My step-parents bought a tent, air mattresses and sleeping bags. We put the tent up toward the back of the property. Lots of trees and hedges for privacy. It was warm, so I wore PJ’s to the tent. I liked sleeping naked, so I took the PJ’s off and blew up the air mattress with my mouth. Doing that made my nipples harden and I was a little wet. I laid on the air mattress naked and my fingers went to my pussy and I started to rub. It felt wonderful. Once it got dark, I got out of the tent and laid on the grass, looked up at the stars and continued to rub. In the middle of our yard, outside, was a big turn-on for me.
The next evening, I slept naked in the tent. When it got dark, it started to rain. The cool rain gave me goosebumps and I started rubbing again. There was some thunder. Coco came running into the tent scared and shaking. I hugged him to calm him down. His coarse hair felt nice against my skin as I rubbed him with one hand and rubbed myself with the other hand. His nose went up in the air. I assume smelling me cum from rubbing myself. His wet nose went down to my pussy. He had licked my face before and his tongue is wide and coarse. My legs just opened up and he dove into my pussy. It was so much beyond the feeling I get from rubbing myself, that I started to raise my legs, up to the side of my head. I felt embarrassed but so happy, that I reached down and spread my pussy lips with my fingers as wide as I could. They say you remember the first time for most things and I have never had anyone come close to giving me the feelings I felt from having my pussy licked that night. I feel asleep and woke up next morning with Coco next to me. I kissed him on his head and his big tongue licked his chops, then he seemed to smile at me.
Jenny.
7 months ago
