Confessions Of A Blowjob Addict

I would like to thank "Belle" for sharing her experience with me about losing her virginity. She is a close friend and the inspiration for this story. Belle did want me to relay to the readers that although she does go to adult bookstores and glory holes, she goes as a woman and only a couple times a year.

I am a 37year old single fifth grade teacher. I am 5'6" 135 lbs, A-cup size, short dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and a woman with "boyish" features. I am also a blowjob addict.

I should start from the beginning. I grew up in a very small town in a family that consisted of my mom, dad, and older sister. We went to church twice on Sunday and once on Wednesday. I was always a bit of a tomboy and enjoyed baseball and basketball but I also enjoyed wearing pretty dresses and helping mom in the kitchen. My older sister Carrie was quite the opposite of me. She was always very outgoing, feminine, and pretty which also meant that from the time she hit puberty she always had a boyfriend. She is now married to a lawyer, has four children, and owns her own bridal shop. I was always a friend to the boys but never had a boyfriend until college.

THE BEGINNING:

It was October of my senior year in high school. I had my 18th birthday on a Wednesday but didn't have the family dinner until Saturday when my sister could be home from college. Carrie insisted on bringing her boyfriend Tom. Tom was the star running back on the high school football team a couple of years ago. I was not too impressed considering we only had just over one hundred kids in our high school and the football team has only one eight games in six years. Because I was raised in such a small community I was very naïve about the world. We did not have the internet then nor did we have cable. I was a very shy, naïve, happy, 18 year old virgin who was about to get her eyes open. Saturday after my birthday dinner I went down to the basement to get some canned peaches when I heard Tom moan from the other half of the basement where the washer and dryer were. We just had an old shower curtain hung across the basement to separate the laundry and storage from dad's workshop area. I peaked around the curtain and saw Tom leaning back on the dryer and my sister kneeled in front of him with her head near his crotch.

At first I had no idea what was going on but then they moved slightly and I could see Toms cock in my sisters mouth and her had was stroking it vigorously. I had heard of a blowjob before but wasn't really sure how it was done. Carrie removed her mouth from Tom's cock and he moaned louder and was breathing very hard when suddenly his cock began to squirt a white liquid onto a towel that Carrie was holding in her other hand. I was in shock. I had never seen a man cum before, heck I had never seen a cock before. I hid behind my dad's tool cabinet as Carrie and Tom made their way around the curtain and back up the stairs. I immediately went to the laundry basket and found the towel Carrie had used. I unfolded it and saw Tom's cum. I poked it with my finger and found it was warm, thick and sticky. I brought it close to my face so that I could smell his semen. The smell seemed intoxicating to me and to this day I do not know why but I scooped some of Tom's cum onto my finger and then put the same finger into my mouth. It was slightly salty but yet sweet and I loved the taste. I quickly scooped up as much as I could and put it in my mouth to savor the taste before swallowing it down.

"Gina! Where are those peaches?" My mom yelled down to me.

I quickly grabbed a jar of peaches and went back upstairs.

From that night on I could not stop thinking about the taste of a boy's cum. I wanted more but knew that Tom was out of the question, and I couldn't find a boy in my little town because my parents would eventually find out. In early December of that year we traveled to my aunt's house which was fifty miles from our town. Aunt Becky lived in a small city and I was used to going to the park to shoot basketball. When we got there I was shooting at this one end of the court when this skinny older boy named Carl asked if he could shoot too. Now don't get me wrong I can look very "girly" when I want to and have been asked out more than my share during my adult years, but when I wanted to shoot basketball I would try to dress as much like a boy so that I didn't have to hear "no girls allowed on our court!" which I had heard several times before. Carl had been shooting with me for five minutes when he asked me. "What's your name?"

"Gina." I replied before I had time to think.

"You're a girl?" he said incredulously.

"Yeah that would be right." I said taking off my ball cap so he could see my hair.

"I am sorry but you didn't look like a girl with that cap on. You're pretty good do you want to play a game of HORSE?" He said.

"OK." I answered

We played the game until it was all tied up. I had just made a shot from the free throw line and now it was Carl's turn to do the same.

"Hey Gina, I will make you a deal. If I make this shot standing backwards I win the game, if not you win." He said.

"I don't know, I will tell you what you make it from half court frontward and you can be the winner." I said

Carl walked to the half court line.

"So I win if I make it from here, what if I make it backwards from here?" He playfully asked.

I walked up to him at half court and whispered to him what I had been thinking about since October.

"A blowjob."

Carl looked stunned.

"For real? I mean if I make this you will really do that?" He asked.

"Shoot the ball and see." I answered.

Carl turned around backward and proceeded to throw the basketball over the backboard missing the shot completely.

"That wasn't fair! You made me nervous." He protested.

"Sorry." I laughed,

"You weren't really going to give me a blowjob were you?" He asked.

"Yes I was, and I will tell you what go get the ball and you can make a simple lay-up I will still give you a blowjob." I promised.

Well Carl was by no means a great basketball player but anybody should be able to make a lay-up. I took Carl three tries but he finally made it.

We walked to an area behind a storage shed where we could be alone but not seen.

"Pull your pants down." I ordered.

"Now you are really going to do this?" He asked again.

"Yes just pull them down!" I said rather impatiently.

Carl pulled down his pants and underwear in one motion to reveal a rock hard cock that looked slightly smaller than Tom's. Looking back on it I would guess it to be around five inches long. I immediately knelt down, reached out for his cock and aimed it at my mouth. It was hard and very warm in my hand. I licked the soft spongy head and grabbed his balls.

"Easy! They are sensitive." He yelped.

I gently felt his hairy balls as I licked up and down his shaft. I opened my mouth wider and slid my lips over his cock. I was on a mission. I wanted his cum. I sucked hard but nothing came out. I pulled his cock all the way into my mouth until my nose and eyes were buried in pubic hair. Still there was no cum. He began to pump his cock in and out of my mouth. I began to bob my head back and forth over his cock.

"Open a little wider your teeth hurt a little." He suggested.

I did so and began to bob even more. I remembered how Carrie used her hand on Tom to make him cum. I began to use my hand to stroke his shaft while sucking and bobbing on his cock. He began to breathe harder just like Tom did.

"I am going to cum." He said as he started to pull his cock out of my mouth.

I reached around and grabbed his ass and pulled him back into my mouth just in time to feel him squirt against the roof of my mouth, my tongue, and cheeks. I was expecting him to fill my mouth up but he didn't. The cum stopped after just five or six squirts. I pulled my mouth off of him and savored the long awaited taste in my mouth. I wanted this moment to last forever so I swallowed just a little at a time until it was all gone.

"Wow that was great!" Carl exclaimed.

"Thanks, want to do it again?" I asked.

"I can't, I won't be ready until I recharge my batteries." He said.

I was disappointed but happy to have found out how to get my sticky reward.

"I will be leaving after supper this evening; maybe next time I am here I can look you up again." I said.

Carl agreed and gave me his address. I would never see him again but always wished I would.

THE COLLEGE YEARS:

I finished out the school year without sucking another cock. I thought about trying to seduce a boy in my class but since our class was so small and the whole community knew each other I didn't think it was a good idea. Secrets traveled fast in our town and I couldn't risk my parents finding out.

I went to college a virgin but didn't leave that way. I attended a small college about eighty miles from my house. I stayed in the dorms all four years and graduated with a degree in elementary education. I remember the first cock I sucked in college. I was at a bar downtown where a lot of the college kids hung out. I spotted this average looking guy sitting at the bar named Brian and he winked at me. I went up to order a drink and he asked me "Hi beautiful, what's your name?"

"Gina." I answered.

"Gina. I don't believe I have ever fucked a girl named Gina before." He boldly proclaimed.

"I don't think you will be fucking one tonight either." I laughed.

"How about a blowjob then?" He asked.

"Maybe." I said. He tried to look cool but I could tell I shocked him a little.

"I have a car out back, actually it is my friends car but we could use the back seat." He excitedly said.

"Let's go!" I urged.

We went out to the parking lot behind the bar and found his friend's car. It was a Plymouth station wagon. I didn't care. I was going to finally get some more delicious cum after my long drought. I swear my mouth and pussy were both wet and dripping in anticipation. We climbed into the back seat and I attacked his pants. I unsnapped them and with Brian's help I slid them down to his ankles. To my amazement his average sized cock was soft. I had never seen a cock that wasn't erect before. It was soft and spongy to touch. I lowered my head and easily took it all in my mouth. I pulled back and stretched it with my lips. I placed it all in my mouth again and began playing gently with his balls. I could feel his cock growing in my mouth. I kept my face pressed against his pubic hair so his cock would grow down my throat. It took a little longer than I thought it would but it finally hit my gag reflex. I pulled back a little then deep throated him again.

"That's it suck that big cock bitch." Brian whispered.

I licked his cock head like an ice cream cone while looking up into his eyes. I washed his cock with my tongue. I then took him in my mouth again and began using my hand to stroke his cock. Enough toying around I wanted my creamy reward.

"That's a good little cock slut." He said.

It seemed to take forever and my arm was getting tired. I never let my mouth leave his cock.

"Finger my ass." Brian ordered.

I was unsure of this and found it mildly disgusting but if it would get me my semen treat, then I would do it. I placed my index finger under Brian and found his hairy asshole. I pressed a little and his cock grew even harder. I place just the tip of my finger in his ass and moved it back and forth. Brian reached out for my small tits and began to rub them. His breathing increased, his legs stiffened, he grabbed the back of my head and forced it down all the way on his cock.

"I'm cumming!" He shouted.

I felt the first stream hit the back of my throat. I pulled back a little and let him fill up my mouth. There was so much that a little dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin. His cum was a little stronger than Carl's but still delicious. Brian looked down at me and I looked him in the eye and opened my mouth so that he could see the prize he gave me.

"Damn! If you are going to spit roll down the window." He advised.

I closed my mouth and swallowed hard.

"Shit! You swallowed it!" He exclaimed.

"Never waste a drop." I said as I scooped up the last little bit off of my chin and licked my finger clean.

I had repeated this scene several times during college and I learned a few valuable lessons. The drunker a guy is the longer it takes him to cum. Most guys also want to fuck or will want to stop the blowjob to fuck. Guys love to watch a girl swallow their cum, and last but not least I was damn good at giving head.

My sophomore year in college I met John. We met at the library and he asked me out. We went out for about two months before I finally decided to take the next step and give up my virginity. Masturbation was ok but everybody always talked about how great making love was. John had an apartment and one night after out date we went inside and I undid his pants as usual and he took off my shirt and bra. My nipples were rock hard. John had introduced me to my first male induced orgasm a month earlier when he ate my pussy for the first time. It felt great the first time he did it and even better when we 69'd. The idea of sucking cock made my orgasm even more intense. To this day the most intense orgasms I have are with a cock in my mouth and my hands fondling my clit. Anyway back to the story. John had removed my clothes and I began sucking his cock. I stopped, took a step back and lay down on his bed. John began to walk around and get in 69 position when I stopped him.

"No, I want tonight to be special. I want you to be my first." I nervously said.

"Are you sure? Wait a second and let me get some protection." He said.

John walked over to his drawer and retrieved a condom. He opened it and placed it on his hard cock. My neatly trimmed pussy was soaking wet. John climbed on the bed between my spread legs and placed his cock at the opening of my pussy. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I grabbed the sheet in my hands and squeezed hard waiting for penetration. John slowly pushed in. I think he was trying to savor every moment of taking young girls' virginity. I could feel a burning pain and then he suddenly pushed his cock in all the way. I felt the pain.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yes it feels great." I lied.

He began to pump his cock in and out of me faster and faster until his stiffened rammed his cock all the way in me. I knew he was cumming. I wish I could say I enjoyed it but I didn't. I was disappointed. I was expecting fireworks, orgasm, a sense of profound love. Instead I just felt fucked. When John withdrew his cock he went immediately to the bathroom to clean himself up. I grabbed some tissues and wiped the small amount of blood tinged secretions from my sore pussy. When John came back I asked him what he did with the condom and he said he flushed. It was later that night after John took me home that I realized that not only was I sore, didn't achieve orgasm, and disappointed by my first time having sex, but I was even more pissed off that I didn't get my cum. John had flushed it away like it was worthless. John and I had sex many more times as we dated until the second semester of my senior year. I had learned to enjoy sex more but strangely I always enjoyed giving blowjobs more. I had also learned to take John's condom off for him go into the bathroom and empty it's delicious contents into my mouth before flushing the empty plastic container. John never knew I did this.

John and I broke up because he was doing an internship his last semester in a city a hundred miles in one direction and I was doing my student teaching in a city that was a hundred miles in the other direction. I actually got a job in that same school district after graduation. I was about sixty miles from my parents and on my own.

THE EARLY YEARS:

I was very nervous about being a new teacher. I spent the first half of the school year concentrating on my professional life and ignoring my personal life. I realized that as a teacher I must maintain a good reputation since parents are entrusting me with their little angels. I began teaching third grade and have taught second through fifth over the years. I have taught fifth grade for the last six years.

A teacher friend of mine, Gwen, set me up with friend of her husband. Steve was a handsome guy and worked at a local industrial plant. We dated for about a year. During this time I discovered he had a large cock, which I loved to drain. After a year of dating we were engaged and married six months later. Steve and I were married for seven years. We had a healthy sexual relationship that produced no children. We seemed to fall into the same routine many married couples do. We would fuck, I would suck his cock and always swallow and I even learned to let him shoot his load on my face. I learned that from a porno we watched. I grew restless and wanted more cock to suck. Steve rented a VHS porno tape one time and it showed women going into a adult book store and sucking cock through a glory hole. I was so turned on that sucked Steve off and fucked him twice that night. I, however, was a good wife and never cheated on Steve. I fantasized about sucking different cocks but never followed through with the idea.

One day I was on the computer we had just purchased a few months before and discovered a chat log in Steve's name. I opened it and found that he had not only been chatting with Carla, a woman he worked with, but that they had been having an affair. Apparently he liked her big tits and she let him fuck her ass, something I just could never bring myself to do. Well to make a long story short, the marriage ended. How we manage to remain civil to each other today amazes most of my friends.

THE HERE AND NOW:

Once Steve and I were divorced I felt free again. I also felt the need to suck some serious cock. About thirty miles away was a larger city with several adult bookstores. I decided to travel there one evening and see for myself. I wore a knee length black skirt and a purple top. I pulled into the largest of the bookstores in the area. I did not know what to expect. There were movies to rent, magazines, and all the adult toys you could imagine. The clerk of the store was a man who looked me up and down when I came in. He made me feel uneasy. It didn't take me long to notice that I was the only woman there, and only two men looking at rental movies. There was a doorway and a sign that said preview booths. Just inside the doorway was a change machine. I reached into my purse and took out three dollars and got some quarters for the booths. I went in one but did not see a glory hole there. I put some quarters in and watched the screen. I scrolled through the different movies, several of which were gay movies. I stepped out of the booth and noticed two booths beside each other with light shining above the doors. One man stepped out he looked to be in his thirties. He looked at me with surprise.

"Excuse me." He quietly said.

He then went around to the other row of booths. Shortly after that another man stepped out of the other adjoining booth. He looked to be in his fifties and just walked by me. I glanced into the empty booths and noticed a large hole in the wall that adjoined the booths. I also noticed some graffiti written on the door. There was a web site listed there. I went home and decided I need to research this better before I do anything.

When I got home I got on the computer and went to the web site. It was a site for gay men and cruising. This site had an area where it listed all the cruising spots for cities around the country. I noticed that it listed most of the adult bookstores in the city I had just came from. There was even a section on glory hole etiquette. I quickly decided two things. Number one, I was definitely going to have to suck some cock through a glory hole. Number two, I would have to dress like a boy or man again just like I did when I was younger and wanted to shoot basketball.